We Didn't Make It

Chapter 3

BRI
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Curiosity took over.

I couldn't help, it was something about him. He was mysterious, seemed weird at first but, I don't know.. something made me excuse myself and get up to go after him.

Lord I hope curiosity doesn't kill this cat.

Why was he so mad I didn't answer him? Or was it because everyone laughed? If that's the case, I do feel a little bad. I always seem to take others feelings into consideration, even when I don't even know they ass.

I asked Dre a few minutes after- Monte left if there was any food and that I was hungry. He told me some was in the 2nd kitchen, the 2nd kitchen. He said it like it was nothing, but I used that as an excuse to get up and try to look for him.

Niecy offered to go with me but I told her I'd be fine, I hoped I'd be fine. I was taught not to go off by myself at places like this, this damn boy got me acting out of character.

He is fine though, really really fine. He had on a white t-shirt that showcased his muscles, and tattoos that ran down his neck and arms. His pearly white teeth when he laughed were out of this world. He had hair that fit him perfectly, and I know this is random.... but I just know it's big. And every time he looked at me, I couldn't seem to hold it together.

Well, at first I couldn't. When he asked me the truth or drink question, I felt an ocean consume me. If you know what I mean. Something took over that I wasn't so nervous anymore, and I liked it.

I needed to know more about this boy, I couldn't help it. And lord knows when my mind is set on something, I won't give up.

I search around, wondering where he could've went. Maybe he left? I wouldn't think that would cause him to literally leave, but he does seem like he has some type of large ego. His ass probably did leave.

While searching, I still stop by the kitchen and grab 1 chocolate chip cookie that I see sitting amongst other snacks. Well, I did grab 1. But, then I tried it and it was delicious. So 1 became 2, 2 became 3, and it would've became 4 but I had to push myself away.

Fat ass.

I chew on my first set of cookies, the others in my opposite hand. Trying not to smack because they're just so good.

I reach a set of stairs, knowing damn well I shouldn't be tryna go up here alone. This how they be dying in the movies. But a little exploring won't hurt anybody, this is a nice ass house.

But right around now, I am a little drunk. I drank a few more cups after, and after the first drink I could already tell it was that strong shit. So maybe my drunk half of me is making me this bold.

I look around and take a deep breath before starting up the stairs, starting on my 2nd cookie.

The lights are on, but I'm still a little scared. But hey, what could happen?

The first door of the long but short hallway is to my right, I press my ear up against the door to hear slight moving on the inside. Maybe he came up here to be alone?

I knock lightly, no answer. I knock again a bit more harder, no answer. I finally decide to give a rats ass and grab the door handle, twisting the knob as the door opens slowly.

"Hey, uh-"

Instead of being met with the face I expected to see, I'm met with a moon. A bare moon. A white guys bare ass, clenched like he's holding something in his shit. I see a body laid out in front of him- awe shit they in here fucking.