Write About Me

Chapter Nine: Dynamic Characteristics

March 21st, 2004 - Harlem, New York

Phabiola Fenty.

I was too excited for today. Chris comes back today. I didn't know when he'd be coming, so I decided I'd get up and shower. My mom's already running errands and probably at work setting up by now. I massaged my scalp in the shower washing the shampoo out my hair for the third time before I got out. Wrapping my towel around my body, and one around my kinky curly hair my phone vibrated on the sink counter AND there was a knock at the door. I huffed out ignoring the call.

"Coming!" I called to whomever it was outside my door.

I went to grab my robe when the person spoke.

"Hurry up Phabiola damn." Chris yelled banging on the door.

I squealed running to the door I hastily unlocked it revealing Chris I jumped on him.

"Chris! You're back!" I squeezed my arms and legs around him extra tight.

He put his hand on my towel covered back closing the door and locking it behind him. He walked with me latched to him. Trying to pry me off to put me down.

"No!" I hugged him tighter with my face in the crook of his neck.

"Phabi, c'mon 'lil bit." He chuckled.

I nodded loosening my grip he placed me down. I smiled up at him, and he frown down at me.

"I missed you so much." I hugged him again. This time he didn't hug me back.

"What's wrong Chris?" I looked concerning up to him.

"Did you just get out the shower?" He furrowed his eyebrows, quickly moistening his lips.

"Yeah..that's why I have a towel on..I'm naked." I spoke in an obvious voice.

He stepped closer to me placing his hands on the sides of my torso. It made me feel weird. A chill went down my spine, with a radiating feeling where his hands were. It made me nervous.

"You ain't got no clothes on under that towel?" He spoke in a complete different tone I didn't recognize. He bent his face down closer to mine.

"N-no. I gotta change." I gulped. He just makes me so nervous especially when he's so close. My stomach drops whenever he comes into the room or anything. I guess it's cause I don't wanna mess up in front of him.

He took his hands from my waist and shook his head backing away from me.

"Just..just get ready 'lil bit." He blew out air.

"That's what I planned on doing Captain Obvious." I laughed lightly, taking my outfit with me into the bathroom.

Lotioning my body I threw on a pair of old jeans and an old white vneck. Putting the earrings I received for my birthday. Slipping on my black ankle socks, and red converse. My hair was sorta damp so I left it. Even though I'd probably have a mane later I didn't mind. Grabbing my phone from off the sink counter I met Chris back in the room.

"I'm ready!" I spoke to him.

"Aight. Wait, you eat yet? You hungry?" He asked over in front of the door.

"I'll let you know if I'm hungry, c'mon." I replied grabbing my keys and walking out the door.

I locked up and we went downstairs out the lobby into the air. He latched our arms making my stomach drop again. I started to grow even more nervous than normal. I don't know what's happening.