It's now 10:30pm and my parents still haven't return from where ever the hell they went. Not that I care, I'm just ready to go home and since my car was taken away, I have to wait for them to drive me home. The Store closed at 8, so I've been sitting here for almost three hours doing nothing but watch the paint chip from the walls as I wait for them to return. I checked my phone for the hundredth time to see if I got any texts or calls from my parents signaling that they are on their way or outside. I got nothing. I groaned and throw myself onto the nearest mattress. Ironically, as I looked up at the sealing my eyes caught a glimpse of the sign with bright red letters that read "Do Not Lay On Mattresses" I laughed to myself. I was never good at following directions anyway. I checked my phone one last time before I laid back on the mattress deciding to wait patiently for my parents to come retrieve their child. Unknowingly closing my eyes, letting my mind drift into a deep slumber.

The feeling of the mattress sinking next to me awaken me from my slumber. The feeling of fingers being brushed through my blonde locks, leading me to believe that it was my mother, as this is how she usually wakes me up.

"Took you long enough" I groaned, to lazy to open my eyes yet.

"Sorry to keep you waiting" someone, who was definitely not my mother giggled.

Lifting myself off the mattress so fast that it could have given me a headache, I opened my eyes. Only to meet a deep chocolate one attached to a girl with hazelnut locks, deep pink lips, and a leather jacket. I don't know what shocked me the most, the girls beauty or the fact that this seemingly innocent girl, apart from the amount of leather she was wearing, broke into a mattress shop, or mattress kingdom as my parents like to call it.

" You should really learn to lock the front door, before you decide to take a nap. Who knows what kind of sickos are hiding out there in the shadows." She said with a sadistic smirk.

Shit.

I don't know if it's was my shock, stupidity, or just my awkwardness, but the words that tumbled out of my mouth I immediately and will forever regret them.

" your not my mom"

I cringed inwardly, wishing that I could crawl under a rock or go back in time to stop me from saying something so fucking stupid. Sadly, I can't, so I just wait for a load of insults to be throw my way. Oddly enough, I didn't hear any. Slowly I look up to find her staring at me. What must have been maybe 5 seconds felt like an eternity had passed by, just looking at each other until it finally happened. She laughed. Im not talking about a small giggle. Im talking about the ones that make your stomach hurt and you feel light headed. I waited patiently until she was done so I could apologize and ask for her name. But that was thrown out the window when I heard her speak.

"I can be if you want me to."

I watch as she slowly crawl her way towards me and placed herself directly on my lap. Straddling me. I stared at her with wide eyes as my breathing quickly picked up. I watched as she moved closer to my face. Pink lips itching closer to my needy ones. Just when her face was inches apart from my own, the bell on the front door rang. Signalling that someone has entered the store.

"Austin!" My mother's high pitch voice rang throughout the store. In that moment there was only one thing on my mind. Not that I was about to get caught on a mattress (one im not suppose to be on anyway) with a girl on top of me. No.

In that moment, all I could think about is how much a cock-blocker Monica Isabella Moon was.