Prior Knowledge: Falling for my

5.

Brittny

So I'm running, I'm in the worst pain ever, yet I'm still trying to get to my house. My stomach is killing me. Why does Diggy have to always be so cruel to me? I'm drenched from my head to my toes. I looked down at my once chestnut colored Uggs that are now dark brown and soaked. Not only am I wet but my feet are freezing. I kept on running and running. I Don't know why I'm in such a rush to get home, because when I get there, I'm gonna get way more than just a few kicks in the stomach.

I decided to just stop running and sit under the roof of a store. Many thoughts were racing through my head. The first day of school was the worst day ever, beside meeting Mr. Perez. I replayed that moment he touched my hand, over and over in my head. That tingle we both felt was beyond beautiful. I've never felt anything like it. That definitely didn't leave my mind. As I sat under the roof, I realized that thinking of him actually made a smile creep on my face.

It's been a really long time since I last smiled. The last time I smiled was when my brother Chresanto was living with us. Chresanto was the only person that made me smile. I really miss my big brother. Things just went downhill after he left. If Chresanto ever heard about half of the things my dad did to me, he might have to go to jail for murder. Chresanto went away to collage for 4 years and it seems like within those 4 years, my dad became a total monster. He began to drink uncontrollably and abuse me and my mom. Chresanto had to leave though.

He wanted to pursue his dream of becoming a Vet. It made me proud that he wanted to do big things, But I was sad that I wasn't gonna see his face for a while.

I sat under the roof and watched as people drove pass in their cars probably going home to a nice warm home. To a nice loving family. To a nice life.

Why does my life have to be so Fucked up? Tears continued streaming down my face because I wondered why God had to put me on this earth to suffer. Why did he think I deserved any of this?

I started to cough. A little blood coughed out considering the many blows I took to my stomach. Shit. I caught a cold. I just sat there cold and wet for nearly an hour, until a tall dark figure walked up to me. I instantly realized who it was because I saw the big curly Afro.

"You need a ride?" He asked me. I nodded my head then he reached his hand out for me and walked me to his all black Benz. Once again The tingle hit the both of us like a shock. We both quickly jumped at the impact. It's like it was stronger than the last. He quickly glanced into my eyes. I can tell that he was a little skeptic about it too.

I continuously coughed hard and loud as he sat me in his car.

"You okay?" he asked. I nodded my head yeah and he smiled. He closed my car door and jogged around the car to the drivers seat.

I sat and watched him as he used his right hand to take his wet hair out of his face. I licked my lips then he turned and saw me. I hurried up and turned my head. I felt his eyes on me as I tried my best to focus out the window.

"I don't bite" He said. I can tell he was smiling. My breathing began to get deeper and deeper as I just imagined how beautiful his smile probably looked. I felt his eyes staring at me. After a while, I was wondering why he hadn't started the engine yet. Finally he Broke the silence.

"You don't talk much, do you?" He asked

I slowly turned my head to face his eyes. I seen the sincere look in his face. He probably wanted to know why I was so hurt. He also continued studying my face like he knew me from somewhere. I did the same.

I nodded my head no and he smirked.

"Such a Beautiful girl..." He rested his hand on top of mine. My heart nearly stopped. He inched his face towards mine. "I thought you'd be wild..." He whispered.