They say running from your problems doesn't solve anything, well they were right and wrong. For Callie she escaped her demons, but ran into the devil's angels.
Callie falls is a teenage runaway who's life takes a turn when a certain mafia kidnaps h...
I'm back.... You guys probably don't care but whatever, here is the next chapter
Callie's POV
When I wake up Trey was gone. I walk downstairs while rubbing my eyes. No one was here. I walk back up to Henry's room.
Triston lays there sprawled out on the floor. I lightly kick him in the side.
"Unless you're a unicorn looking for my carrot, go away," Triston groans.
"Where is Henry?" I ask.
"He went out with Trey and the others." He waves me off.
"I'm gonna make some spaghetti for breakfast." Triston opens his eyes and gives me a weird look.
"Spaghetti? For breakfast?" I roll my eyes.
"Oh shut up! You love my spaghetti." I walk down to the kitchen and start making the food.
About an hour later I finished making a Triston sized meal.
"TRISTON!!! THE SPAGHETTI IS DONE!!" I yell up to him. The sound of breaking glass and a large object tumbling down the stairs. I look around the corner to see Triston on his back by at the bottom of the staircase.
"I'm okay." He jumps up and dusts himself off.
"Where's meh food!!" He runs into the kitchen I sit on the couch and watch him devour 4 plates of spaghetti.
I feel a buzz in my back pocket. I take out my phone and see a text from Corey.
C- Heyy girl ;)
Me- What's up Corey
C- I need you to come over. ASAP!
Me- I have a friend over though...
C- So, bring them over too
Me- Warning!! He'll clean out you fridge. And break everything in sight!
C-*sigh* Ok, see you guys in a bit.
Me- Mk bye
I place my phone in my back pants pocket.
"Triston we gotta go to one of my friend's house."
He sets down the fork with the last bite of his fifth plate in his mouth.
He runs out the door to pick a car. I laugh before following behind.
When I walk outside I was met with Triston in sunglasses in the driver's side of a bright, neon pink super car.
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"Hell no!" I shout.
After minutes of arguing, I give up since I was in a rush to get to Corey's place.
"But I'm driving!" He scoots over to the passengers side.
10 minutes later we arrive.
"Now, Triston, let's go over the rules."
Triston's POV
When I go to open the door Callie locks them.
"Now, Triston, let's go over the rules." She clasp her hands together.
"Rule number one don't break anything." I scoff
"No promises." She sends me a glare before continuing.
"Rule number two, please don't blow up his bathroom."
"Muah? I could never do such a thing." Before she could continue I unlock the door and rush up to the porch. I ring doorbell.
"Fuck you Triston." She stands next to me.
When the door opens a very sexy looking guy walks out.
I look down to make sure my lil' buddy wasn't reacting.
'I think I found my daddy'. I tell myself.
"Callie! You're finally here!" He hugs Callie.
"I'm Corey," he says turning to me.
"I'm Triston." I hold out my hand and he firmly shakes it. Once Callie and Corey walk in I raise my hand up to my face.
"I'm never gonna wash you again." I whisper to it.
"Tris, you coming." A voice says from behind me making me jump.
'Not yet' I think before finally entering the house.
I know this chapter is shorter than most but I'm tired and I had to post as soon as possible. Peace out guys!!
