Thanks, Karma

"You didn't f****** tell me that your parents would be back soon!" he whisper yells, getting his clothes.

"I don't know who it is! It could be a package for all I know!" I quickly get my clothes on and there's another knock.

"I'm coming! Brian, go out the back door." He nods and we jog to the door. I take the trash out from the kitchen so I have an excuse.

"This isn't over." He says, giving me a quick peck on the lips as we exit the door. I put the trash in the dumpster and run back inside, closing the door. I sprint to the front door and open it. My dad quickly gives me a hug and I stand there, surprised as hell. What is he doing back so early? He wasn't supposed to be back until two days from now!

"Did you miss me, baby girl?" He says, kissing me on my forehead. I fake a smile and nod. He walks inside and I close the door behind him, sighing in relief that I wasn't caught.

"What took you so long to open the door?" He asks, putting his bags down.

Oh nothing, just trying to f*** the guy I've been wanting to f*** for a while, no big deal.

"I was taking out the trash," I say, hoping he believes my lie. He nods and I walk back into my room and sigh in relief. But this means that Brian can't come to my house like I wanted. F***. My phone buzzes and I pick it up. 1 message from you know who.

Well, sweetheart, was it a package?

I roll my eyes and start to text back.

Shut up. I didn't know my dad would be back today.

I send the text and go to take a shower. I come back to my room after my shower and slip into fresh panties and an oversized t-shirt. I check my phone again to see if he texted back.

My house next time ok?

Ok fine.

I send my text and go to sleep.

~

I wake up and I almost get dressed, but I remember that today is Saturday. Instead I just snuggle up under my covers and drift away into sleep...

"Wake up, Tara. I made breakfast," my mom's voice calls from behind my door. I groan and get up to eat. I walk into the kitchen and my parents are also at the table, smiling at me. It looks really sketchy, so I'm just going to ask why.

"...Why are you guys smiling at me like that?" They give each other the look like they're going to tell me something.

"Well your mother and I," my dad starts, "are going on a vacation together because I have business and we wanted to know if you want to go." And leave Brian with just his hand?

"Where? And is anyone else going?"

"We're going to Hawaii and our new friends are going, and one of them works with me. And since it's paid for, we can bring our families. They say they have a son, so you guys can hang out and you won't be alone." Great, I'll be in Hawaii with some kid I don't know, and might even hate.

"For how long?"

"A week, over Thanksgiving break."

"Can I have some time to think about it?" Wow, even better. In Hawaii, with some guy for a whole week. Thanks, karma.

"Sure, we leave on Wednesday." I take a seat at the kitchen table and eat my breakfast. When I'm finished I put my plate in the sink and I go to my room and search for my phone to call the hoe. When I find my phone, I dial his number.

"Hello?"

"Hey, my parents just told me that we're going on a vacation for a week with their new friends and their stupid son, so I won't be here for you, sorry."

"In Hawaii?"

"How'd you... S***, it's your family?"

"Yeah, my parents and their 'stupid son' are going to Hawaii."

"Oh, whoops, I meant a****** son. My mistake," I joke.

"I swear, my parents' friends have a b**** daughter." I roll my eyes and I don't say anything back.

"That's what I thought. Can't wait for our little trip, sweetheart." He says, hanging up. Bruh, I hate him so much sometimes. He's such a jerk. I put my phone down and go to tell my parents that I'll go. Brian is literally the reason why I don't want to go, but his is Hawaii we're talking about. And if it means we can f***, even better.

"Mom, Dad, I'll go."

"Great! It'll be fun, don't worry." I nod my head and go into the living from and watch TV for the rest of the day, like the lazy hoe I am.