Grey has a beautiful soul. One that shines brighter than the sun. Her friends practically idolize her and think she's a literal angel.
Shaheem is Grey's unruly, loud, crazy best friend. The two have been inseparable since they were 2 years hold. Ev...
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Grey's Room 1:35pm
"Yes sir." I spoke politely to keep his intrusiveness to a minimum. I already know he's about to ask me why I had the door locked.
"Well Hi because I haven't seen you all day and two why was the door locked?" He looked down at me, suspicion written all over his face. Oh no, we're caught, I just know it.
"Hi and I was just about to shower." I say coming up with something off the top of my head.
"But isn't Shaheem in here?"
"What no?"
"But that's his shirt right there." He pointed and I turned to see his shirt near the bathroom door in which he is in right now.
"That's my old pajama top." I say turning to go pick it up but the next words from my fathers mouth halt my movement.
"You can keep lying but I see his feet under the door and the hickey on your neck." I swear I couldn't breathe. No he did not just call me and Heem out like that.
I had my back to him, frozen in fear and anticipation. What was I to expect from him telling me that? Was he about to explode? Laugh? Kick me out? I mean we hadn't done anything yet.
"Shaheem so help me God you better come out of that bathroom with pants on!" He yelled but the tone in his voice wasn't necessarily angry. More like disappointed..? I'm sure that's worse, I never want him to be disappointed in me.
Fuck! I swore I wasn't going to fuck him let alone anyone in my parents house and here I went and almost did it, getting caught in the process.
Slowly the door to the bathroom opened and of course he had pants on. We hadn't gotten there yet but I definitely wanted to. I wanted him so bad!
After making his appearance and my dad staring us down for about 5 long ass minutes, he finally spoke.
"Let me just say, I know you both are grown and I have no intentions of telling you what to do but you're in my house. I expect you to respect my home and having any type of sex in my home is not okay. If it happens again, I'll be sure to remove both of you." He spoke sternly but something about that last part didn't seem likely.
"Yes sir." Heem and I spoke simultaneously.
My dad looked at us for a moment before telling us that he and mom are leaving and returning tomorrow. They're going a town over to host a party. He left the room shortly after and I released a breath I didn't know I was holding in.
"Damn it." Heem mumbled sinking down onto the floor. He laid out like a starfish, his head turned to look out of my nearby window.
I joined him on the floor. "Yeah, damn it."
Honestly I'm kind of glad that my dad interrupted us. I don't think Shaheem and I are ready to take that step yet. I mean everything is gonna change for us anyways and then to add the one thing that ruins even the best relationships, it's scary.
