"Stay still!"
"It hurts!"
"Fuck its tight!"
"Ouch! Adrian stop it!"
Adrian kept pulling at my hair until he finally let go. My head was killing me and the tightness of the pig tails wasn't helping at all. He tapped at my scalped and cursed.
"Shit does it hurt?"
I glared at him. "Yes it fuck—"
My voice was cut off when something rubber like entered my lips. Automatically i started sucking.
"There you go. Now, let's get in the car." My father yelled. "Don't forget Baby Anita!"
You might be wondering what the hell is going on?
Well let me clarify.
You see, My family— well my dad— Isn't big on spending much money on little things. In fact he hates spending money period.
He uses coupons for groceries, Make sure we take 10 minute showers if less to save water bills.
Fills a bowl of soap and water for the dishes and If we want anything it has to be with our own money. That's how cheap my dad is.
But it isn't because he doesn't have a stable job, He does, trust and believe that. He's a surgeon doctor and he is hell good at it, but he grew up in a poor environment and he doesn't want his 3 kids to grow up spoilt.
And how could we, when we are about to do the most stupidest thing ever...
While I was sitting in my old baby stroller, blanket hiding my crossed legs, my black curls in two pigtails and Amanda's old pacifier sticked in my mouth, Adrian was dressed like a adult, with casual clothing, my dad dressed as a elderly person, fake beard and useless cane in his hands, and my poor baby sister in the same position as me.
The only thing is she's 7.
My dad clapped. "Alright kids what do we do?" He asked a amused smile on his face.
I rolled my eyes and he caught it. "Anita, babies don't roll there eyes."
I snorted. "last time I checked i'm 17." I coughed. "Turning 18."
He frowned. "No Anita. Your 2 years old, Amanda is 1 year old. I am 67 years old and Adrian is 30 years old."
We were going out to eat and it was Golden Coral.
The only reason we were going out is because today was senior free day.
Which Is why my 37 year old father is acting as if he is past the age of 50.
We all know kids under the age of 4 are pass free, so with that Adrian will be the adult. And with him alone paying, it would round up to at least 10 to 15 dollars minimum.
Again, were a cheap ass family.
*
Adrian held a smile on his face, stroking his fake ass beard. He was pushing both of Amanda's and I strollers, people eyes wandering until they land on us, there eyes twinkling with amusement.
To say I was embarrassed was a understatement. I was humiliated and prayed no one at school was eating here today. If they was, I wouldn't hear the last of it.
It was finally our turn and dad "Struggled" To pick up his tray. The poor Boy behind the counter actually believed my father's antics and scurried off to help him. I had to keep sucking on the rubber Pacifier to stop from laughing. I looked at Amanda and she was quiet. Reason?
My phone.
"How much people?" A lady asked. She had brownish redish hair, looks around her mid twenties and bored out of her mind. Hell, she looked like the type of person to party yet would read a book right because of how bored she was.
"Just me. It's senior day right?" Adrian asked In a terrible deep voice. It wasn't that he didn't already had a deep voice, but he was just putting to much effort into it.
I guess the lady was too bored to realize or she just didn't care. "Yes sir. How old is your father? Or grandfather?"
"He is 67 years old."
The lady typed up something on the screen before glancing down at us. I sucked on the pacifier and made a effort to look like a sucking pacifier baby.
Gosh I feel weird.
"How old are they?" Suspicion laced in her voice as she glanced between Amanda and i.
"This cutie right here—" Adrian bent down and squeezed my nose, shaking it a bit too hard. "Is 2 years old, while my daughter over there is 1. There age free right?"The lady sighed, nodding her head before tapping at the screen again. She soon ripped off the receipt and handed it to Adrian, giving us a glance before calling the next person.
Adrian squeezed my cheeks and it took all my strength not to jump on him and see how he would like it if I squeezed something of his.
We found a table and Adrian looked around before bending down between the strollers and looking between Amanda and i.
"Alright, what do yall want?"
I plucked the shit out of my mouth and moved my fingers for him to come closer. He did, oblivious to what I was thinking.
"What do you want An—"
I Did the only thing I could do that was painful and shut my teeth tight on His pretty little nose.
Adrian cried as he tried pulling back, pushing me but I held on tighter. A few people eyes were on us, as my dad tried to detach My teeth from his nose.
"Anita stop!" My dad hissed. I shook my head a bit, watching as Adrian head followed.
Once I was satisfied I let him go, popping the Rubber back in my mouth and started sucking.
Adrian held his nose and glared at me, My dad trying his best to look angry but he was clearly amused and trying to hold in a laugh.
"Go—go ga—ga"
