Hailey's POV
"Why can't you explain...are you a gang member or what?" I spoke confused.
"I'm not apart of any gang alright...I will explain things to you, just not right now" he said with a sigh and I was looking at him and he me.
"I don't know Christian...I don't want to be involved in any of this stuff plus I don't-" I stopped myself realizing I was spiralling.
I went upstairs and got my stuff together and while packing he was watching my every move. Selfish prick.
I wanted to curse and yell at him for not even considering how I may feel about the whole situation.
"Okay I'm ready" I said and I started analyzing the whole thing in my head.
This was the last thing I expected to see him with. So much at tg that.
We got to the bottom floor and walked in the parking silently.
He didn't open the door for me this time around.
"Christian did you kill someone" I asked when we drove out the lot.
He ignored my question but then he spoke.
"Listen to me...don't go running your mouth about anything you saw earlier you hear me
?" He said staring me dead in the eyes in a stern tone."I'm not going to tell anyone anything Christian" I wasn't that dumb. Plus I didn't want anything bad happening to him regardless of him probably doing something wrong.
"Good" he said and I sighed.
"Christian I don't want to go..i just want to understand what this whole thing is" I then said. It's true I didn't wanted to leave, I never want to.
His head snapped towards me in seconds.
"What" he was clearly in disbelief.
Call me crazy if you may.
He stayed silent for a while as if he was thinking about something.
"Well I think it's better if yuh actually stayed here for now...if yuh notice anything...unusual call me" he said in a tone that wouldn't make me go against it. But I thought he wanted me to stay.
"I thought you wanted me to stay" I said my exact thoughts.
"Of course I want you to fucking stay but mi no wah put yuh in no harm alright...especially one you're not equipped for, call me if yuh eva need anything alright" He said and I started thinking about his safety.
"And what about you..will you stay safe" I asked trying to read his facial expressions.
"Always" he said and I undo my seatbelts.
"Okay when will things be back to normal..." I asked because I needed to know when is the next time I'll see him.
"Not sure hopefully real soon..." that's wasnt enough for me.
"Okay I'll see you then" I said pulling the door but he held me back.
Soon I felt his lips on mines and the feeling of it was different. It gave a sense of reassurance, just what I needed.
We pulled away and I couldn't help the smile that took over my face.
"Pretty like" he said
We finally went our separate ways and my grandmother was smiling way too much when I got inside."What is it?" I asked her grinning face. I take out some of the soup she made and warmed it up. I hope he got something proper to eat other than whiskey and weed.
"Guess what" she said and I put the microwave for 3 minutes.
"I told you to use the stove and not that thing" she said referring to the microwave.
Sorry ma this will have to do the job for now. I was surviving off of one cup of warm water.
"Well anyways...I told your father" she said and my brain wasnt comprehending what she meant.
"What?" I asked confusedly and then it hit me.
Oh.My.
God!
"Ma!" I yelled and after what I just witnessed?.
"What..he's a good man, he goes to church...he's handsome" she blushed almost saying that last part. What did Christian told her and why was my grandmother crushing over my boyfriend.
"Stop the fretting man..I'm sure he will like him..he wasn't a fan of the age difference but I talked some sense into him" she said and my whole appetite was lost.
I got the soup anyways and went in my bedroom. I managed to drink half of it.
In order to relief my nerves I had to do something that'll distract me.
I tried reading harry potter but even then my mind was wandering.
Who was this man?
I took out my phone and googled his name and nothing came up.
His father was rich no doubt judging by his house and he said it himself. He didn't wanted me to come to the fenural. Him not having the best relationship with his mom. He so happened to marry an white girl for her citizenship? It's usually the other way around.
I should've been running away or hiding from him but I was curious.
I know for sure it wasn't anything good they did to get all their money.
My grandmother warned me about these men.
But I didn't care. I had too many feelings for him to abandoned him.
In fact I wanted....more.
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Guys please don't mind my errors too much, I'm currently in the process of editing. I read some chapters and they gave me the absolute ick!. So I can just imagi.ne how some of you may feel🤣
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ParanormalWhen a Jamaican 18-year-old teen's fantasies come to life with her math teacher, she's faced with her desires and the harsh consequences that come with them.