"Bandz a make dance. Bandz a make her dance. All these chicks poppin' pussy, I'm just popping bank. Bandz a make dance. Bandz a make her dance. These chicks clappin' but they ain't using hands!" Chad's singing of Bandz Make Her Dance- Juicy Jay woke me up. I giggled quietly as he sang.
I stretched my body out and sat up. Turning to the right then to the left, I cracked my back. Sleeping on a couch really does suck. Placing my feet on the wood flooring, my feet felt a rush of cool. Sighing, I stood up and wandered into the kitchen.
Leaning against the stovetop, Chad belted out songs. Covering my mouth, I prayed he wouldn't hear me. I wanted him to sing more.
"Bounce that ass ass, it's the roundest. You da best, you deserve a crown bitch! Right on that ass ass ass..." He moved his body as if the song was playing.
Enjoying watching him, my heart pounded. I like seeing this. Deep down below his mask, he had fun and messed around. I really liked this side of him.
"Lalala uhhh," Chad stopped as if thinking of a song to sing.
Bringing the tempo down, he softly sang, "You've never loved your stomach or your thighs, the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine, but I'll love them endlessly. I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth, but if I do, it's you. Oh, it's you they add up to. I'm in love with you. And all these little things."
I felt my heart skip a beat. Feeling myself blush, I prayed he was singing about me. I knew the song and I jumped in.
"You can't go to bed without a cup of tea," whipping his head around Chad stared at me, "And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep. And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep, though it makes no sense to me."
My heart was pounding and I felt a rush of nervousness. Chad stared at me, emotionless. An awkward silence filled the air around us. Green crystals locked with my eyes. Keeping our stare locked I stepped forward, trying to come closer.
Cocking his head he asked, "I thought you went home."
A 100-pound weight crushed down on my chest. A stream of sadness took over me and I wished Chad would be himself around me.
Chad ran a nervous hand through his hair and turned back to the stove. "I'm making eggs and bacon, want any?"
"Mhm," I called back, unsure what else to say.
Walking over to the table I sat down and looked out the window.
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Striding over, Chad carried two plates of eggs and bacon. He placed the plates down and sat across from me. We ate in silence.
"Chad I- I'm sorry for last night." I broke the uncomfortable silence.
"No. You cannot do that to me!" Chad slammed his fist on the table. The noise startled me and I jumped. He was obviously much more upset than I was expecting.
"All I'm asking for is one fucking night! I want your body so bad Aubrey! I don't think you understand what you do to me!!" Chad yelled out. I sat there stunned, not knowing how to reply.
To my surprise he kept going, "Aubrey you're seriously mad hot. Like wow. You've got a body that makes me crazy. Your legs, ass, chest, everything!! Then you're face. Wow. You're stunning. Those big brown eyes and that smile! Oh that smile. Please give me one night. That's all a want. Just you and I together for one night. That's all I want baby," And a grin played across his lips.
I didn't answer him. I felt afraid again. I sat there and stared down at my plate. I did not want to look at him.
"I always get what I want Aubrey." His raspy voice spoke followed by his cheeky grin.
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Dark and Light
JugendliteraturEveryone knows that bad boy. He's totally gorgeous, but a player. Chad Reale would fit that role. A little bit of a temper on this one... Oh and he doesn't take no for an answer. When he wants something he goes for it. What will innocent Aubrey do w...