--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--I entered our house and threw his car keys at the wall. I stomped upstairs and began packing all of my shit. I wasn't going to leave, because I have no where else to go, but I was going to move back into my old room, adjacent to Donte's.
I may be acting childish, I don't know, but I don't think he understands how much he hurt me.
I went into the bathroom, splashing water on my face to calm me down a bit. I turned off the faucet and began to examine my cheek. It was red, and now swollen. I sighed.
I sat on my bed, thinking of what just occurred in little over an hour. I felt like crying my eyes out. What could possibly be the reason for Donte being at Dlo's house? After he knew that Dlo cheated on me? While we're together?
Maybe I'm being paranoid, and I know I have things to explain, but shit, everything just happened so quickly, and I feel so hurt right now.
Why would Dlo refer to me as a bitch? Like I was a worthless piece of shit... To think I was beginning to enjoy him as a friend again.
I rubbed my face, instantly regretting it after I rubbed my cheek too hard. "Ouch!" I groaned.
I lay down, trying to relax. I kinda felt bad for leaving Donte to walk home, but eh. I quickly got that thought off of my mind as I found myself drifting to sleep.
***
I heard loud thumps on the front door as I began to dream them. I woke up from the annoying noise to find out someone was actually knocking on the door.
I sat up, feeling dizzy. I opened the door and looked up.......Donte.
I let him walk himself in and turned around, going upstairs and laying on my bed. I looked up at the ceiling, waiting for Donte to barge in the room like he always does, questioning me and yelling.
Just as I thought, Donte causes a commotion. I sigh.
"Kayla! What the fuck? You got me driving home in a fucking cab and shit because you wanna act childish and shit." I roll my eyes. As much as I want to curse this nigga out right now, I'm too tired. It seems as if all my energy has been poured out of me for the past few days.
"Donte, can y-"
"Nah, and what the fuck did you think you were doing over there anyways? You think I'm stupid or some shit! Kayla, everything I do for yo' ass and you run around and cheat on me with other niggas?"
"What are you talking about?" I asked. I understand why he would think that, but there's no need for him to make assumptions.
He looked at me for a second before walking towards me. I turned on my side with my back facing him.
"Really?" He said. "Honestly, you're gone' have to talk to me sometime, that's for sure."
I turned back around and stood up, getting all in his face.
"Watch your damn mouth Donte! No, I never cheated on your ass, and I should be asking you the same question, I don't understand why you were possibly at that boy's house but you know he was my ex, and he cheated on me! Don't put this all on me, look what the fuck you did!" I pointed to my cheek.
His face softened a bit but he still looked mad. He didn't say anything, he just sat there.
"I just met up with him to hang out. Believe me or not, but I caught up with him a few weeks back and we made up. We're just friends, I never thought of it as anything else. I just never told you because I know you'd get mad, just like right now." He still sat there not saying anything, which made me more mad.
"You have nothing to say? What do you think you were doing? Mr. Cali?"
He smacked his teeth.
"You don't have to worry about that." He turned around and walked out.
"What?" I followed after him. He tried to shut the door in my face but I kept it open with my foot. "What is wrong with you? I told you, now tell me. That's what relationships are about."
"Fuck, Kayla it ain't serious." He shook his head and went in his walk-in closet.
"Do you not understand how you sound? I understand he used to be your friend, but I expected that you wouldn't even talk to him. Why would you? What kind of person hangs out with their girlfriend's ex boyfriend?"
"Okay, I understand." He closed the closet doors and walked towards me.
"No you don't." I looked in his eyes. "Donte, please just tell me what was going on. I am really confused..."
He wrapped his arms around my waist and looked down, biting his lip.
"No reason, can you just leave it alone? Damn!" He let go of me and began to storm out of the room.
"Wait! Donte, if it was nothing then you wouldn't be acting like this. Please just t-"
He inturuppted me. "Just shut the fuck up about it!" He looked at me for a few seconds. "Please, I don't feel like talking about it. I just need a minute." He turned around and walked downstairs. After a few minutes I heard the door slam.
I stood in the same place for a while before lying in his bed, and falling asleep.
This day was way too much for me.
-Just wanted to tell you guys how happy I am for the votes and stuff I've gotten. But yeah, guess what? Broke my new tablet.. -___- yay me. I have to buy a new one, my THIRD one,
how fun. Lmao Im too clumsy! Okay, I'll try to post a new chap soon. Love my readers!--L.A. ‹3 :) ‹3 ;)
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Flight 1
Action17 Year old Kayla Tipton, Lives a painful life of rape and abuse since she was 10 years old by her stepdad. Her dad died and her mom becomes a drug addict and remarried. Kayla's best friend, Donte Cali 18 years old is the only person Kayla has to he...