Kyla moves from the hell that is her hometown, Compton. Her next chapter begins in North Carolina with her sister. Although she's not happy with her current living situation she tries to make the best of it.
She's battling with her own personal dem...
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KYLA'S. POV 5/4/20
Dinner was finally done, I'd been cooking for God knows how long. King was coming over for a movie night and I decided to make us dinner instead of ordering takeout. Since moving out I've enjoyed cooking a lot more. Because when I lived with Zara it was more of a must than a need. She barley ever cooked so it was either I cooked or payed for takeout.
I turned the stove and oven before going into my room. After a quick shower and change of clothes I was ready. Although it wasn't late I was tired already so I just put on something comfortable. A ribbed crop top and some black leggings.
Things had been going really well between myself and King. But this week we'd both been busy and not been able to spend much time together. So this was my first time seeing him all week. We'd been messaging and FaceTiming but that wasn't enough.
I sat at my vanity and fixed my hair. This week I'd been giving my hair a break from wigs. So I had my natural curls free today. I snapped a few pictures before I heard the door bell ring.
I walked over to the door and opened it. King stood there looking and smelling too damn good. He handed over a bunch of red roses.
"Thank you." I smiled, as soon as I see the flowers down he scooped me up and sat me on the counter.
"I can get a proper hello now?" he asked, I wrapped my arms around his neck and he kissed me. His hands gripped and rubbed my thighs as his tongue swirled over mine.
"Mmm you wanna eat or not?" I mumbled as I pulled away.
He looked behind us at the stove, "You can cook for real?" he asked.
"Boy yes I can cook, can you?" I asked and he laughed. I hopped down and grabbed some plates. I'd made smothered lamb chops, potatoes and broccoli.
"Yeah I can cook...this place is too nice." he said, while he looked around I made us both a plate of food.
We sat at the island and had dinner, we talked back and forth about what we'd done with our week. King had been tied up at the club for the week since he's going through a process of hiring a bunch of new people.
"You got any candy?" he asked, he had the palette of a child. Anytime he at he had to have a sweet snack afterwards.
I walked over and stood on my tiptoes to grab him a pack of sour patch watermelons. "Thank you."
After clearing up we went into the living room to watch tv. "You like Disney movies?"
