Made To Believe ✔️

Chapter Eight

KAREEM'S POV

I lay in bed Saturday morning glad I didn't have to go work considering all the thoughts plaguing my mind. I still couldn't believe what Diana had revealed to me. Since I met her at the cafe for the first time, I thought she was just another beautiful stranger then she had to remind me that we actually had history between us. Of course she would reject me, she didn't remember me in the best light. I had been the worst of the bunch back in college. I drunk, smoked weed, literally had sex with any girl I could get, got a few pointless tattoos, was arrested a few too many times and ran with a bad crowd.

Even in my drug hazed college mind, the one girl I never tried to sleep with was Diana. It wasn't because she was dating, I definitely slept with my friends girlfriends, not my proudest moments so don't judge. I didn't try getting Diana into bed because of how innocent she was. The first time I met Diana, I was in my final year of high school and even though I got good grades I was already corrupted and into drugs. Diana was so innocent back in university with her neat pony tail, cute nerdy glasses, polite words and the softest of features.

I had immediately liked her but when Kyle staked his claim on her I decided to take a step back. Not for Kyle, fuck that pretend goody too shoes, I did it for Diana. Between Kyle and I he was the wimp, the good boy too afraid to crossover to the dark side unlike me who was already damaged. Diana didn't need me so when I decided to give her up I closed that chapter but it didn't mean I completely forgot her.

I watched her grow from an innocent high school student to a beautiful young woman. The gorgeous lady I'd been obsessed with for the past few weeks just reminded me that I had not been wrong to give her up all those years ago. Diana deserved better then and I knew for a fact that I was a changed man so my only hope was that she would see that and give me a chance.

Feeling my heart and mind get too heavy with thoughts I got out of bed grabbed a change of clothes from my closet and headed to the bathroom. I had promised to take Nuru swimming and even though I was not in the right head space for good company, I still had to keep my promise. After my shower I got dressed in a pair of loose white shorts, a short sleeved blue casual shirt and a simple pair of loafers. I packed a towel, swimming shorts, my ATM and some cash into my bag before leaving my loft.

I got into my car and drove to my sister's apartment. Nuru had already called me a bunch of times from her mother's phone so I was not surprised to find her waiting for me outside. Jamila was standing next to her with a bag of what I could only assume was what they would need for the day. They were both dressed in jeans, loose sweaters, their hijabs and sandals.

"You going to stand there and pout all day."I teased Nuru.

She scowled at me but nonetheless marched to the car and got in the back while Jamila got in after sitting next to me.

"No kiss for your favorite uncle."I teased Nuru who pouted even more securing her seatbelt.

"You mad at me too?"I asked Jamila who just winked at me.

I was only ten minutes late but to Nuru that was a lifetime. Deciding to bribe her with ice cream later, I made sure everyone was secured in their seat before driving off. I choose a resort with a good restaurant because we'd still need to eat besides going swimming.

"Are you planning to swim with us today?"I teased Jamila already knowing her reply.

Ever since we were kids, Jamila had been afraid of water. She drowned once when she was very young and she obviously didn't die but since then she never got into a pool again no matter how many times I tried to convince her otherwise.

"Why when there's a whole lot of land to walk on?"She retorted.

"We'll that's too bad because Nuru and I will have a lot of fun. Right Nuru?"I asked and all I got was a grunt in response.