Might be a hoe

15

Today was finally moving day. I woke up early to get my shit from my old house. I hadn't been there since the day some man was in there. I didn't want to go by myself so I woke up Jayla and the movers where already there to help.

We got to the house and I spoke to the movers letting them in the house. I went up to my room and started packing my things whilst Jayla was downstairs instructing the movers.

I never got a chance to identify what had been taken because I never went back but now that I was looking around I realised something wasn't right. All the expensive shit was still there but most things were moved around like the person was looking for something. My closet door was open so I went inside and looked around. A box with my documents was half empty and my brothers face once scribbled out one of the pictures I had of both of us.

I took out my phone and took a picture of it the got up to tell Jayla. I let the police not finish my case by not telling them what was taken because I don't fuck with the police. But I knew I had to take this to my brother despite our relationship right now. I was about to leave then I saw the back of my closet door.
There was a message written in my lipstick on the door.

'I'm home - Diego'

I ran downstairs to tell Jayla as soon as I took a picture of the door. "Jayla you won't believe the shit I just seen upstai-"

I saw Adrian standing in the kitchen with Jayla and I was instantly confused.

"Hi" he said with him and Jayla staring at me.

"What the fuck is this, an interrogation?" I rolled my eyes staring back at them.

"No Adrian is here to help us" Jayla replied.

"And you didn't think you should tell me first huh"

"Yo don't get onto her I'm the one that wanted to come, we need to talk" he said and I shook my head.

"Come on talk to him I'm gonna go pack some stuff" Jayla said then walked out.

"What do you want" I said sitting on the counter facing him.

"Why are you mad at me your the one who said some fucked up shit" he said standing in front of me.

"So why are you here and why have you been calling my phone nonstop"

"Because I know you were hurt and drunk and Jayla told me you saw your mom that day and it made sense"

"What made sense"

"You were upset and I forgive you even if you haven't apologised. And I miss your crazy ass" he said moving to stand in between my legs and he put his hands on my lower back.

"Adrian no we can't do this anymore"

"Do what" he asked confused.

"I know I spoke out of anger and all that shit but I didn't call you back for a reason. I really liked you and I still do but I can't do this relationship shit. I thought I could but I can't. And I know that's what you want so I need to you move on and forget about me"

"Shut up" he said looking nonchalant.

"Excuse me who the fuck are you talk-" he cut me off by kissing me I tried pushing him off but he held tight onto me. He pulled me closer to him with his hands still on my back. I kissed him back and wrapped my arms around his neck. He put his hand in my top and squeezed my breast. I snapped out of it and pushed him off me.

"Okay okay stop" I said and he looked at me smirking.

"I'm serious" I said. "So am I"

"Adrian we have to stop and move on from each other. I still want to be your friend but not if we can't move on" I said looking at him seriously.