Carrie quickly shut her eyes, and once she felt herself on the ground she opened them with a smile. "Hmm. And here I thought you wouldn't try anything," she thought.
Teressa looked a round and saw her father heading for the door. "Jordan Run!" she shouted.
Awww TwT
She smiled and grabbed another swimming suit. "Well, I can trust you to be in a room with me... I can trust you in a pool. Will you teach me to swim?" she asked.
Teressa heard a car pull up. She looked out the window and looked at her father "I'll be right back," she said and walked to the door. She felt herself jerked back to her couch. She had be restricted to leave the house.
I can say the same thing about you <3
She came back in a mini skirt and a purple t-shirt. "Well, what do you think?" she asked.
"Nothing," she said softly.
Teressa got in her room looking for her other phone... She couldn't find it either. Her father came in telling her she couldn't call anyone until their talk was over with. She nodded and walked into the family room, ready to talk to her parents.
0.0 that's going to be one pissed off wife
She smiled somewhat. "Okay then... I'll hold the rest off until later," she said wlaking back in the bathroom, putting on the rest of her clothes.
She shook her head. "No its just... That werewolf... He called me a vampire lover," she said.
Yup ^^
Teresa looked in her pockets for her phone. She looked back when she head her ringtone playing, seeing her father had it. She broke it and threw it to the ground, telling her to get inside.
She noticed something wrong with him. "Are you okay?" she asked.
She didn't give a smile or a frown. She just looked down and thought for a second.
i love you so much too <3
Teressa listened to her father yell at her. She tried to tune it out but it seemed so impossible. Once at her house she got out and walked up to the door way. She tried to pull her phone out of her pocket but noticed it was missing.
"Just wait till later, and you might see it all," she said winking.
She broke the kiss off gently with a smile.
