what did I do wrong ?

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Chapter 1

~ Callidora ~

Sitting back relaxing on the beach with my monokini bathing suit on . It was showing all my curves and long legs. Me being me I got all kinds of looks most was envy , and I liked it. that meant I was doing my job as a woman . Today was my family reunion that also ment everybody and they mama was here. This beach was packed mostly because of my family thats why I distanced myself from the crowed and found me a nice cool spot in the shade , we all know that to many black people in one space attracts to much heat , and my hair could not afford to be done over Atleast not for other week. I popped my head phones in my ear , closed my eyes , and started jamming to some old school Monica music. She always got me hyped , so I was really enjoying myself By myself until I felt a body shadow over me I was pissed who could be that stupid to block my little bit of sun ? I didn't care that the hole purpose of me being in the shade is to block the sun , that wasn't the point. I gave this mystery jerk ten more seconds before I was going to go off I even counted in my head.

"1.....,2....,3.....,4....5 ....6....7......8...9...10" I counted with patience before saying

" excuse you bu-" I stopped myself not because I was scared to Finnish talking , but because this person standing in front of me looked very familler I just didn't know from where.

" excuse me but do I know you ?" I asked very curious .

" Dora it's me ... Semaj " he tells me I still had no clue who he was , and he could tell by the look on my face.

" peanut" He says giving me the name I knew him by .

" ohh my god peanut !!!!" I yelled I got up and hugged my little peanut well not so little anymore . I've known peanut since I was in dippers we did every thing together , we cried together , bathe together , we even took are first steps together. My grandmother took good care of us my mom always left me at my grandmothers house , and peanuts mom was always M.I.A for days or maybe even weeks. After awhile she came back , and took my peanut away from me I was devastated. This guy standing in front of me was not that lonely , scared little boy anymore. He was tall , dark and just plain sexy I can truly say time did him some good.

~ semaj ~

She smelt so good I've missed my dora , and by the way she was hugging me she missed me to. It's been 20 years since I seen her , my mama was on crack so mr.s Wilson took me as her own. I was happy where I was untill my mother decided she wanted me back so we moved down south with all my uncles , aunts, and cousins were I hated her for it. Crying every night was my rittul. I wanted mr.s wilson and dora back. Mama tried her best to cheer me up , but I wasn't going for it. She should have been there when I need her. She wasn't there when I had countless dreams about her dying. I was young , but something you just never forget. Over time I found away to get over my pass , now just looking at dora brings back so many memories. But damn this girl look good , and how she was looking at me showed me that she was thinking the same about me. I must say I've grown over the years im not that boy that had more head then body , I grew into my head , and now I can say im just that nigga.

what's up ma ?"

" ohh..my ..god peanut it's really you" she said with joy that's why I didn't understand why she had tears in her eyes.

" yea it' ma , why you crying" .

" I've ... Missed ... You so much... Why , why are you back ?"

I was a little thrown off she said it like she didn't want me back , like she was angry with me.

" what you mean why im back ?.. mama Wilson told me to come".

" why would she call you ? You leave for years , and now you wanna come back ? Who does that ? " she was fully angry now , and I had no clue why. I didn't have a chose I was young as hell when I left why is she mad at me ? I asked myself.

" what ?... Where is all this coming from Dora ?"

" you never came back ... That's my problem.. how selfish can you be ?" She rolled her eyes at me before storming off.

( I wrote this story a whole year ago and never got the chance to post it, and the reason for that is because I thought it was a little cliché which it is but I know how creative I can be so changing a story up is not a problem for me. I just hope my readers like it. Because I've grown over the past meaning my work has improved but I'm still a working progress. )

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