Her Volkovs #Book 1

Chapter 26

Belle's POV

"B, wake up!" Amy's voice is too loud.

"No. Let me sleep in peace A, go away." I buried my face on my pillow.

"We are going out tonight. Stand up, it's just six pm why are you already in bed?" This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

"I thought you want me to recover. This is me recovering. Shoo A"

"I'm going to find you a date."

"Dylan and I kissed."

Amy gasped in surprise,"You what? Say that again B!" She's now pulling my head from the pillow.

"Your brother and I kissed."

I'm still trying to bury my head back on the pillow. I'm so tired of thinking about what happened. The

kiss only reminded me of Nikolai. I let Dylan kiss me hoping that I can finally move on and forget about

Nikolai but it only reminded me of him even more. It's not fair for Dylan. I feel like I'm a terrible person.

"Then what happened B! Ah!" Amy is screaming hysterically.

"Did you like it?"

Yes I did because I imagined Nikolai during the kiss.

"Dylan asked me if I could give him a chance."

"And what did you say? Omg!"

"I said yes."

"Ah! For real?"

I swear the whole neighborhood can hear Amy's voice.

"Where's my brother?"

"Gym."

I buried my face back to my pillow. Dylan is all a girl could ever want. He's just not my Nikolai.

"B! I love you so much! This is good for you and my brother. Thank you for giving this a shot! I can go

back home in peace now."

"What? No A, I still need you."

"Kidding. Of course I'm not yet leaving. Now stand up and take a shower, we are going to have an

adventure."

"What are you up to now A? If we go to jail, no one's going to bail us out here unlike back home."

"I know, we'll make sure we don't get caught. And if ever we get caught, we will have our first mug shot

ever. One item from the bucket list, remember?

Amy lets out a wicked grin. I let out a wicked grin in response. We have been in several troubles before

but we always get away with it. This is going to be an exciting night.

~

After a few drinks in the bar.

"A, whose house is this?" Amy and I are hiding behind a bush. We are outside a house. It has a front

porch, the garage looks empty and no one seems to be home.

"Calvin. I hooked up with him last week. Said he loved me. I found out he has another girlfriend. I'm just

going to flush his goldfish down the toilet." We giggled together. Sometimes I wish I had Amy's guts.

"No A, we are not flushing any goldfish."

"Fine. What about putting ants in his underwear case?"

"Uh in case you haven't notice, we did not bring ants with us."

"You're right."

Amy is on a roll. She places her pointer finger on her cheek. I have always known that Amy is a

diabolical genius.

"Aha! Let's pee on his bed." We let out a giggle again.

"We need to chug gallons of water first. Let's go." Amy said all too wickedly.

We went to the nearest mini mart and chugged down juices and alcohol that would definitely put a

distinct smell to our pee. I have never felt this beating in my heart in a long time. It makes me feel alive

again. I looked at Amy, and she's full on battle mode. We giggled and chugged and giggled and

chugged until we felt our bladder almost explode.

We then went back hiding in the bushes.

"Are you ready Thelma?" Amy said, referring to our favorite movie Thelma and Louise.

"Yes. How about you Louise?"

"I was born ready sweetheart. Now let's go pee on Brad Pit's bed." We both laughed all too loudly. We

quickly hushed one another.

We slowly walked beside the house. Luckily the window is not locked. Amy went in first then me. We

tiptoed to Calvin's room.

When we are already inside, Amy removed the sheets and quickly hopped on top of the bed and pulled

down her panties. Amy's face looks so mischievous, I can't help but let out a laugh. To my horror, she

walks like a crab all over Calvin's bed to make sure her pee scatters all over the bed. She mutters

profanities while she's doing it. Oh my god.

"You piece of lying shit! You lied to me idiot. You screwed over the wrong fucking girl you fucking

moron."

"Hahahaha." I'm laughing like a crazy hyena while rolling on the floor. I'm already tearing up because of

Amy. I feel like I'm going to die of laughter.

"B, what are you waiting for?"

"I think the bed is perfectly soaked A."

A few minutes later, after going to the toilet, I suddenly heard a door open. Shit. I quickly went back to

Amy who is now scouring all over Calvin's things.

"A, we need to go. Somebody's home." I whispered to Amy.

"Omg!" Exclaimed Amy. We decided to jump over the window. When I'm already outside, Amy was

about to jump when somebody shouted from the inside.

"Hey!"

Oh my god. We are so going to jail.

~

We are at the police station. Amy and I are holding each other's hands while in handcuffs. We are

escorted by a huge black woman. She has this no nonsense look on her face.

"What did these Disney princesses do?" Asked a policeman who is drinking coffee while his feet are on

top of the table.

"Breaking and entering. Stupid bitches making some revenge porn or something" Answered the

policewoman looking unsympathetic. The man laughed so hard it boomed all over the room.

I look at Amy and she's surprisingly calm.

"Hey A are you okay?"

"Are you kidding me B? We are living the dream." We giggled hushly.

"I already called Dylan. We are just going to be fine." Said Amy, I know that she can sense that I'm

already feeling a bit shaky. Later on later, Dylan arrived.

"Amy! What did you do now?" Dylan scolded my bestfriend.

"Oh brother I'm so happy for you! You and B are a cute couple." Amy just ignores Dylan's stern look.

Dylan places his palm on the side of my face. "Belle, are you okay?"

"Yes. I'm good Dy."

"Brother take a picture of us." Said Amy. I chuckled at Amy's silliness.

"You dragged Belle with you to commit a felony. The two of you are drunk and you are about to go to

jail. Do you know how stupid and reckless you are Ames?" Dylan added. Amy is now looking down the

floor.

"Dylan! Amy did not drag me into this. We did this together. And I enjoyed it a lot." I emphasized on the

last word. I gave him a sweet smile and batted my eyelashes. Dylan looks so dreamy while talking to

the policewoman. He is wearing his usual leather jacket, rugged jeans and white tee that perfectly hugs

his chiseled arms and abs.

He dialed his phone and talked to someone while glancing at us every once in a while. He's scratching

his forehead and runs his fingers through his hair. He exudes a sexy and magnetic kind of charm. His

wavy dark hair and his beautiful brown eyes are a perfect combination. He is now sporting a thin beard

making him look like trouble in all angles.