"I guess.................... ummm......well", cynthia half mumbled and half stuttered. Tyrese stared at cynthia with patience in his eyes,he got up from the chair and sit beside her on the bed. He put his arms around her shoulder and pulled her closer. She layed her head on the side of his shoulder and quietly started crying as he stared straight towards the beige painted walls in his suite. "I don't know how you feel, and i can't say i can imagine how you feel", tyrese started speaking, breaking the calm silence in the room as he stayed staring towards the wall. Cynthia closed her eyes, and got lost in thoughts, while she keep her ears in the room to listen to tyrese. " But i want to get an idea, of how you feel , I need to know what's wrong ", he added. Tyrese hearth was doing double jumps because of cynthias closeness. If he looked at her instead of the walls, he might be tempted to lift up her chin, bring his face closer and plant a kiss on her. He tried to keep his self together, he started stroking her back with his hands as he continued speaking. "so I will ask questions , if you won't just tell me ", he finished as he removed his fix eyes from the walls and stared at cynthia full head of hair on his shoulder. He dreaded the question he was about to ask, he was scared of the answer. His body trembled just thinking of it , He was sweating so much he thaught he was about to pass out. "Have you ever been raped "? he asked the question fast and in fear . Cynthia started crying again, tears running down her face . She was crying so much , that her heart started beating two times faster, her hands started sweating, her throat got dry. Tyrese waited for the answer, not rushing her to talk. He waited cause he wasn't in a rush to know, he was scared that the answer will be positive. He had begin loving cynthia, he couldn't possibly take the truth of cynthia getting raped. He would kill the bastard if they haven't already died. He gently turned cynthia around , "open your eyes cynthia ", he demanded softly. She slowly opened her eyes, and remaining drop of tears flowed down her cheeks . His heart ached, his poker face was cracking but he held on . He stared straight in her eyes, his soul was beign tested, his knees got weak although he was seated. She stared back at him with watered eyes , took a deep breath and answered. "yes", the answer came out shaky and weak. Tyrese hands dropped from where it was on her face, he looked at her , tears formed in both eyes and got up from the bed . "by who", he asked gritting his teeth not wanting to let the anger through. "you're mad, I can't tell you, can't let you hurt someone else ", cynthia answered back trying to smile as she walked towards tyrese. "YOU DON'T WANT TO HURT HIM "!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he yelled as he turned to face her . "YOU DON'T WANT TO HURT HIM"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he yelled again as he angrily walk towards her making her walk backwards until she was near the bed , and couldn't do nothing else but sat down. He grabbed on her shoulders and started shaking her "who is it cynthia , who is it ", he asked her again this time breaking down and letting her shoulders go. "it's the blonde midget ", cynthia answered as she got up from the bed than fell to the floor from dizziness. Tyrese semi run towards her , than picked her up and layed her on the bed. "cynthia i really , really like you , trust me you will never be hurt like that again", he spoke to her thinking she was unconcious. Than he kissed her cheeks. "I really really like you too tyrese ", she startled tyrese when she answered . She sat up than kissed him on his cheeks . She looked at him and saw the startled look on his face . "it's okay if you didn't mean it and i can pretend like i didn't hear it ", cynthia spoke as she looked at him . He smiled at her . " I'm actually glad you heard that ", he answered as he stroked her cheeks. She smiled, tyrese loved that . "i love when you smile ", he said before he can take it back . " i love when i make you smile too", she answered as she try to take it back . He pulled her close and hugged her, squeezing her into his arms.
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Storie d'amoreTyrese Johnson is adopted by a rich family but has been raised by the streets since he was 11 .when his parents died ,he had to provide for him and his sister . he was sweet and kind, the street didn't change until they took his sister from him . Hi...
