Flight 1

Chapter 27

-I just wanted to remind you guys the character's ages. Kayla Jones is 18, Donte Cali is 19, Dlo is 20. Remember Reagen? I don't know if I should make her an official character or not, we'll see. I wanna add more characters too.

Donte POV-

I probably overreacted a bit, but what kind of nigga wouldn't think their girl is cheating when she's at some dudes house, who happens to be her ex?

I strolled around in my old neighborhood. My ma's house wasn't too far of a walk. I haven't seen her in a long time, or talked to her. I wasn't in the exact position to do it anyways.

I puffed on the big ass blunt I rolled. Each time I smoked on it, each stress went away.

I don't know how to tell Kayla about what I've been doing, I feel so bad for doing it and hiding it from her.

Its not her business though. I stayed out for a few hours, doing nothing but smoking.

I drove back home to see what Kayla was doing.

Kayla POV

*

I probably slept for two hours before getting up with a big head ache. Everything that had happened got me stressed out.

I got out of his bed and dressed in another outfit. I went downstairs to get something to eat. I don't know why I've been having these sudden cravings. I ate an apple and sat on the couch, waiting for Donte to come back home. I've been texting him for ten minutes and he still hasn't texted or called me back. I began to worry, why would he just leave?

I sat there for a few minutes before Donte came in the front door.

"Donte where were you? You know how many times I called you? Why would you-" He interrupted me, getting annoyed.

"Calm down." He sighed and brushed past me. I smelt weed on him as soon as he walked in front of me.

"You've been smoking?" I asked him with hurt. I hate when he smokes, or drinks. It reminds me of my mom, how she does drugs all the time, and I don't want Donte doing the same as her.

"Yea? Why you worried? I'm an adult." I looked at him shocked. Another reason why I hate when he smokes, because this nigga gets an attitude.

"Whatever, do what you want." I rolled my eyes and threw my apple in the trash, as I began to walk away.

"What's with your attitude, Kayla?" He grabbed my arm and pulled me in front of him. I chuckled.

"My attitude? What about your fucking attitude? You better straighten the hell up before talking to me! You out getting high and shit because you're too scared to talk and work out your damn problems!" I yelled at him.

"Ain't nobody scared." His nose flarred, as he was getting mad.

"Mhm." I sat down, looking up at him. He stood in the same damn place. "Explain this." I pointed to my cheek. He didn't even bother to look. I cleared my throat.

"It was an accident!" He said. I know he felt bad.

"Okay, but I don't understand why you can't just tell me why you were at Dlo's house? I told you why I was, this is what you're supposed to do in a relationship." I said.

"I've been doing some things, but I swear, me and that nigga ain't cool. I've been doing things for me and you." He sat down next to me, looking in my eyes.

I believed him when he said they weren't friends anymore, but what does Dlo have to give him to help me?

"Like what?"

"Like things that don't concern you." He leaned back.

"Why do you have to make things so hard all the time?" I complained.

"Kay, stop stressing. When the time comes, maybe I'll tell you, but for now, it's my duty." He said.

"Okay." I put my head down.

"Don't be mad at me though, I'm sorry, aight?" He lifted up my chin and made us share eye contact. "Okay?"

"Okay." I said again, before letting him slide his tounge in my mouth, and kiss me. This kiss reminded me so much of our first kiss, it was exactly the same. I smiled and stopped kissing him.

"What do you want to do now?" I asked.

"Aw, babe you know what I wanna do to you." He smiled and squeezed my ass. I giggled and bit my lip. I grabbed on to his hand, going into his bedroom.

*

I sat in the nail salon with Reagen. She and I were catching up.

"So Sean and I got back together, again. What's up with your love life?" She smiled widely.

I laughed. "Great, since when did you guys get back together?"

"A few weeks ago, he was fucking with some Hispanic hoe, and telling me he ain't cheat. The nigga is dumb as hell sometimes. But he was apologizing and calling me, begging me to get back together with him, and I love him and all, so I said yes." She said in one breath.

I love Reagen and all, but she talks too much for me to keep up with what she is saying. I tuned her out and pulled my phone out of my pocket. I got more than twenty texts from Dlo, and eight calls. Its been weeks since the incident, what does he not get about me not talking to him anymore?

I gave her a few, "Really?"and "Oh my gosh" so she thought I adleast was listening.

I thought about texting him back, but I didn't want him to think I cared.

After twenty minutes, we were done and left.

"Okay, boo. I'll call you later." Reagen said as I got out of her car. She drove off and I unlocked my front door.

"Donte, I'm back-" I began saying, I looked around the house. He was gone; at work. I sighed. I have to stay here by myself again.

I put my bag on my bed and looked at my nails. I got a call on my cell phone, so I looked at the caller I.D.; Dlo.

"Wow." I said. Does he have no life? No hoes? No common sense? I let it ring until it got quiet.

It rang, again.

"Oh my god, what the fuck!" I yelled out of frustration. I put it underneath my pillow, that ringing was annoying me.

I let it ring adleast three times, before I started to feel bad. I took it from the pillow and answered. I'm just going to answer this one time.

"What?" I said, trying to sound annoyed.

"You finally pick up after twenty fucking calls? What kind of shit is that?" He yelled.

"If you're trying to get me on my good side, you ain't doing so well."

"Okay, I'm sorry. I just really need to talk to you." He sounded like he was begging.

"You're talking right now."

"Nah, I mean face to face. Can you come over real quick?"

I laughed. "No, not real quick, or at the fuck all. You really think I want to see you? Not only did you disrespect me, but you disrespected my boyfriend, and almost made up break up, so, no." I hung up.

I turned my phone off. I don't even feel like talking to anyone else. He really put me in a bad mood. I just feel like I've been having mood swings anyhow.

My stomach began hurting again, and I gagged. I ran into the bathroom and emptied the contents. I stood up from kneeling down in front of the toilet.

Everyday I throw up. I think its stress, but I'm not too sure. I pulled my hair up and brushed my teeth. I wish Donte was here.