Davina Ursla Athena Sophia López is a single mother of one to be. The baby daddy doesn't know she is going to have a child. Her mother is a crazy control freak who is bipolar. Her dad... what dad? Her brother is her best friend and her sister is he...
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I jump out of bed and grab Zach by the arm. "Get the f*ck out! We need to clean this place. Fast!"
He puts his hands up and in front of him "I'm not the one who decided to call mum and snitch. This is entirely all your fault."
I groan and push him out of the door, slamming it in his face. This may or may not be my fault. It doesn't matter about the logistics right now, this place needs to be spotless within 30 minutes. I grab and my phone and connect it to the wireless speaker, I can't clean without music. I hit shuffle on my phone and "Diva" by Beyoncé starts playing. F*ck yeah!
I shove my clothes on my bed in the wardrobe, make my bed and hide the empty pizza box under my bed. It's still messy. I open the window to let in fresh air and then put more of the stuff on my floor in my closet. Luckily for me, I am able to lock my closet so mum won't be able to see and enter.
I go into the bathroom connected to my bedroom, grab the pregnancy sticks and hide them under my pillow. I go into the bathroom to take a very quick shower and brush my teeth. I smell so clean.
"DAVINA!" Zach shouts through my locked bedroom door. "Why the f*ck did you think it was a good idea to take a shower now?! We have less than ten minutes to clean the living room and kitchen.
I ignore his complaining and replay "Diva" so I can listen to it whilst getting changed. I moisturise, apply my primer then my foundation and powder. Finishing off by doing my eyebrows and putting on my mascara. It has defiantly been 10 minutes or more by now... There's probably traffic.
"Davina! You h*e! How can you leave me to clean the house by myself. Your bedroom best be clean." He keeps on complaining. I ignore him again, turn up the volume and replay "Diva". A girl gotta do what she gotta do.
I decide to leave my black hair down, apply a little lip gloss to my lips and put on my yellow sundress mum got me. I look hot! This may be a bad time to start taking selfies. I look down on my bed and look at the new mess i have made by getting ready. Oh for f*cks sake! I clean it all up again and leave my bedroom.
I walk across to Zach's room and shout to his closed door "Zach come out and see the masterpiece that it is me!"
He's ignoring me... Okay, that is actually my fault. I look around the room and see the kitchen and the living room is spotless. Now I feel bad so I walk back to his door and say "Sorry Zach, I will make it up to you."
Still nothing.
"I will keep the house clean for the whole week. You won't have to help me."
Nothing.
"I will tell mum that i will go to church for 3 weeks straight so you don't have to."
Nothing.
"I will be your b*tch for a week." The door suddenly swings open, shocking me and causing me to stumble back a bit.
