Dance 4 You

Summer

Boy you know that ain't right
When I'm needing your affection, I need that attention
Up and down motion, come swim in my ocean, yeah yeah

Let's make love in the summertime, yeah
On the sands, beach sands, make plans
To be in each other's arms
Let it breathe, let it breathe
I wanna drown in the depth of you, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Where the water's so blue
So blue (So blue)

Chris and I walked through the school doors together, his arm on my shoulders. It's our first day back from suspension, we got matching outfits and everything. I even tried to twist my hair but It didn't work out.

"I'm going to my locker, see you in class." He whispered, kissing me on my lips. "Ok babe," We walked our separate ways. I put my bag in my locker and walked to the school restroom. I used the restroom before heading to class.

I sat down next to Chris and started working on my picture. "That picture is so fucking sexy, I can't wait to see it when you're finished."

I looked over at his phone to see his selfie. "That picture looks great!" I said, giving a thumbs up. I'm not really great at compliments. "You're really good at drawing." I complimented him, trying to save my failed attempt. "Thank you, lil man." He kissed me. 

We went back to our work, I'm done with the sketches I just need to outline it and color it. I don't know why this man said its due in a month, I can turn it in by Friday. 

"Lil man, I wanna take you to the mall, and somewhere else today." "Alright, I can go."

In last hour I told Bryson I was going out with Chris. Its been a week since I told him all that stuff and he's been acting different, like more protective or something.

"Ok, take all your medicine and call me when your coming home." "ok." I rolled my eyes. 

As soon as school was over I went to Chris's car. I stood waiting for him to get in. We got in and he drove to the mall. We pulled up and we parked, it was kind of packed. I read the sign above the door. "GREAT LAKES CROSSING" Damn we all the way out here? Thats why it took so long to get here.

I looked at the sealife painted wall and the Giraffe made of legos on the front.

"Here's some money lil man, I got to work, I'll find you in like a hour." He said, handing me a wad of cash. It was like 1000 dollars. This mall job must be part time cause ain't no way he making this amount of money.

I walked around the oval shaped mall, finding the polo store. I found some shirts I liked, so I looked them up on the polo website and found them cheaper. Thats how you gotta do outlet stores, they be uppin' the price of everything. I bought them online and left the store.

I walked to a sunglasses store and looked at their glasses. I didn't care for their glasses so I walked to Coach. I walked to their small men's section and looked at their coats. 

After walking around for an hour I got me some outfits from forever 21, a coat from Coach, earrings, and shoes from finishline.

I had like 400 dollars left.

I walked through the mall, looking for Chris. I felt someones hands go around me and lift me up, I immediately screamed, causing people to look. I was put back down and when I turned around it was Chris. "You can't do that, all these fucking people looking!" I said, punching his arm.

I gave Chris the Money that was left and we walked through the store together, so he can shop for himself.

We walked around for an additional hour. He got him outfits from forever 21, like 5 pairs of shoes, He also got a new nose ring, and 4 pairs of glasses. He spent like 2 thousand dollars.

"Lets go." He said as he headed to the exit we came in at.

"Where we going now?" "Its a surprise." He winked.

After a 40 minute drive we pulled up to this big ass mansion. I looked at the house next door and it was the mayors house. I only know that because my grandma used to take me bike riding over here.  I told her I would buy her a house over here when I become rich at the ripe old age of 15... Look how that's going.

He got out and walked to the door, me following him. We walked inside and I remembered the inside, Its his house. Damn he rich.

When I came here it was dark so I couldn't really see the outside.

I looked through the house straight to the back door from the front door. "Is that the fucking detroit river?" I asked.

He hummed and nodded.. "Mom, dad, I brought someone!" He shouted and they came downstairs. Their eyes widened when they saw me. "lil man, these my parents, parents, this my boyfriend." 

"Hi, I'm Joyce, So nice to meet you, I love your eyes so much." He shook my hand. "Wat up doe, Im Clinton. Nice to meet you." He dapped me up. "Nice to meet yall, I'm Rodrick."

They dragged me to the couch to sit with them. "Tea?" Joyce asked. These some bougie bitches. "Yes please." "So, your in Chris's grade?" Clinton asked. "No I'm a grade under him." He hummed and nodded.

"So your parent's know that yall are together?"Joyce popped out, handing me some hot tea. "My brother does." "What about your parents?" Clinton asked. "Yea when will I meet them?" Chris asked.

I don't like talking about my parents but I guess I can suffer for now.

"I don't live with them, I live with my brother." "Why? Everyone needs parents for structure."  Joyce popped in again.

I looked down at my shoes before telling my business. "My dad left when I was young, and my mom got a boyfriend. He hits on her and he was hitting me, so my brother left and came back for me when he found out he was beating me like a year ago." I bit my lips and dug my nails into my arms to distract myself from the thoughts from coming back in my mind.

"Oh, I'm sorry about that." Joyce and Clinton said at the same time. "It's alright, where is the bathroom?" I asked in a quivered voice. "Follow me." Chris said. I got up and followed him. 

"Here."

I went in and locked it, I heard him yelling at his parents through the walls. "I told you not to ask so many questions! This is why my last one left!" He shouted. "We were just curious, and watch your tone!" His mom shouted back.

I leaned on the sink, and letting my tears fall down the drain while the memories came back, all at once. I've been crying a lot more, usually I don't, this gay shit making me week.

I wiped my eyes and walked back to the living room.

"Rodrick are you hungry? I'm making sandwiches." "No, I'm good." I sat back down. "Rodrick you ready to go home?" Chris asked. I nodded, not opening my mouth to prevent a sob coming out or something.

"I'm taking Rodrick home, Ill be back soon."

We got in his car and he drove off to my house.

We pulled up 10 minutes later.  I kissed him goodbye and went inside. As soon as I closed the door I immediately broke down crying.

Bryson came from downstairs. "Whats wrong bubba?" He calls me that when I cry, so its rare. Last time he's called me that was when I got punched from Deandre when I was like 10, it made me cry harder.

I tried to talk but the words wouldn't come out. "Lets go to your room." He dragged me and put me on my bed. "Come talk to me when your ready."