Nathan Pov
I just got done visiting the hospital to see Mo and how she was doing. It's been like a month since she's been there. The police have closed the case because there hadn't been any leads. It's been kinda stressful with her being in there, basketball, Mina, and school trying to balance it all.
After each visit, I would go to the basketball court. Sheila was there, it was almost as if she was waiting for me. I know I should stay away from her but something just pulls me towards her.
Don't get me wrong, I love Mina, I do. It's just that it's hard to control myself. I want to take our relationship to the next level, but each time I try, she tells me she's not ready. Sheila seems ready for that, but I don't want to lose Mina. It's like a constant battle between love and lust.
Two days out of my week went to going to the court. Also two reasons I went there. One reason to work on my game of course. The second was hanging out with Sheila.
We discussed the second time we saw each other that we can only be friends. She seemed cool with that. It was fun hanging out with her. She kinda made me forgot about my problems. We just clicked and understood each other.
I feel like she was easy to vent to. Not that I don't or can't tell Mina about my problems, it's just that I feel like Sheila got me. While Mina couldn't really grip how I felt about something. Maybe because she's young. I don't know.
While talking to Sheila I learned a bit about her. For instance, she's 17 and a junior like me. Well I'm not 17 yet, but will be in a few months. She lives with her biracial parents, white mom and black dad. She's told me hilarious stories about them. Sometimes we just talked about the most random shit.
It's just that sometimes she would do things that would make me want to take her down right there. Word to Chris Brown.
Like she would wear these shirts that were V-neck and her girls would just be screaming for air. And I be wanting to tear her out of it.
And those shorts. She had these shorts that would make her ass just bounce with every step she took. I don't know if she does this purposely to see me sweat but it worked.
Other times she might switch when she walked in front of me. Or she might "accidentally" brush against me.
But most times we didn't even hoop. We just talked and went somewhere new. Today was one of those times.
I noticed her walk up to my black Volkswagen CC and got in.
"Hey big guy, I was starting to think that you wouldn't show up." She smirked.
I look over to see that her hair was curled. She had on a army jacket with a white crop top and blue jeans with these tan colored timbs that were shaped into heels. Lord, help me.
Derrick Pov
I've visited Nique every day I could. Nathan left about an hour ago and I was just watching videos we took on my phone. Occasionally looking up at Nique, to see her reactions to the videos I was showing her. I frown, seeing as though she didn't move.
I look back to the videos. From the corner of my eye I see something move.
I glance up at Nique. She doesn't move.
Now I'm hallucinating. Great, just great.I look at her a few seconds longer and see her finger twitch. I lean closer in my chair not believing my eyes. Her eyes start to flutter, before they open completely.
She looks at me and her eyes get wide. She tries to get up, but I quickly lay her back down saying "Take it easy, baby. I know you happy to see me, but don't hurt yourself."
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Choices
Teen FictionThis story is about a girl named Monique Harrison, going through different situations throughout her life, and she has to decide what she is going to do next. She has choices, but that doesn't always mean she will make the right ones.