"you are not seriously about to take a shit right?" I said drawing his attention
"that is exactly what I'm about to do, what's the problem?" He said looking unfazed
"um maybe that I'm in the fucking shower!" I said raising my voice
He ignored me, instead he start to grunt.
"you have got to be fucking kidding me" I whispered to myself, getting back under the water
Damien finally finished polluting the air allowing me to breathe again, after holding my breath trying to not breathe in the horrendous smell.
I quickly finished showering after he left, still smelling small amounts of his feces in the air. I went to back to my room to find it empty, but there was an outfit laid out on my bed. Damien has to really good taste so it wasn't surprising that he threw together the best outfit I have ever worn. I got dressed then grabbed my phone and bag, making my way down the stairs where Damien was just chilling on the couch waiting.
"you look hot" He commented
"and you took a shit while I was showering, fucking disgusting" I said scrunching up my face
"nature was calling, anyways let's get going before you end up late to school" He said standing up with his car keys in hand
We walked out the house to his beautiful car parked outside. My mom promised me a car for graduation freshman year so she better live up to her promise. But now I'm kinda feeling motorcycle's, especially since I know how to ride them.
"your mom is coming home tomorrow right?"
"yeah, I'm going to miss you staying overnight" I said with a pout
"baby you know imma still be in them sheets" He said with a smirk
"I know but I liked not having to sneak you in or keeping quiet"
"oh I know how you like to get loud" He chuckled
"you just can't go one minute without being sexual can you?" I said hitting him in the arm
"sorry, but don't worry only three more months till you graduate and become an adult who can make his own decisions"
"you may not know this since your mom is not black but my mom is going to control my life till the day I die, that's just a black mothers mentality. it won't matter how old I am she will still whoop my ass if she thinks I deserve a ass whooping" I explained
"are you kidding me, hispanic mothers are the same if not worse. You think my mom gladly let me move to new york? I was 20 but still was a 10 year old boy to my mom, I had to stand up to her though"
"why new york though? I'm pretty sure you could've become a dancer anywhere, maybe even Las Vegas"
"I don't know, I was drawn to new york I guess" He said as he continued to drive
The drive to ihop was kinda long since I don't live anywhere near an ihop. By the time we got there first period had already started. Luckily the ihop wasn't full though so we were seated and served pretty quickly. I ordered red velvet pancakes while Damien got a smokehouse combo.
As usual I was devouring my food while Damien ate quietly and stared at me. This time I didn't even bother to look up at him, I just stuffed my mouth with cakes as if it were my last meal.
"you're so beautiful, you know that stinky?" He said putting his fork down
"look who's talking about stinky" I said not taking a break from my food
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