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. 16/7/20
I looked in the mirror not liking the way I looked too much. Over the last week it had been either I wasn't eating or I was stress eating. So I couldn't tell if I was gaining or losing. My belly looked a little too flat but my thighs had a little extra something to them.
Today I was going out with King. For the last couple of weeks it had literally been work, home, repeat. I was currently adding the last few touches to my makeup. Once I heard the bell I buzzed him in and left the door open so I could finish up. Blu sat in the doorway patiently waiting for him.
I went back to my room and slipped my feet into my cream coloured Chanel sandals and grabbed my purse to match. It was nice out so I had on a cream ribbed sundress. I heard the door close meaning he was here.
"You looking like a hot piece'a cotton candy." King said making me laugh.
"Thank you I guess." I said, spraying some of my favourite scandal perfume.
He leaned down and gave me a kiss, I wiped my lipgloss from his lips.
"Baby be honest, you think I look fat?" I asked only for King to frown.
"Why you alway asking me that? You don't, your stomach flat as fuck...what happened? Now I got nothing to rub." he said making me smack my lips. This boy is obsessed with every damn part of my body for what?
He loves to rub and kiss on my stomach, now he's mad it's flat. "Anywayss, let's go." I grabbed my keys and said goodbye to blue before leaving and locking up behind me.
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After thanking the cashier for my smoothie I grabbed my drink and walked out. We'd been shopping for almost two hours now. King was still looking for some gifts for his nephew's birthday which was this weekend. We'd already taken a trip back to the car to put the bags in since we physically couldn't carry anymore.
King sat down on the puff bench while he waited for the worker to grab the right sneakers. He grabbed my hand and sat me on his lap.
"I thought girls were supposed to like shopping." he said, kissing my arm.
"Not for three hours I don't." my feet were hurting and I needed some food.
"I made your day great watchu talking about." he frowned before pinching my side.
"Who told you that?"
"I went to all your stores with you even that one that smelt like candy, so strong it hurt my damn nose." he said making me laugh.
