Just 4 you

𝓑𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝔀𝓲𝓽 𝓶𝓮

Valentina's POV

Leroy and I laugh and shake our heads as we watch Makhi chase after Lex. 

Leroy looks back at me and I hold up my keys to his face, his eyes widen and he leans back a bit then realizes it's just my keys and leans forward again. 

"Shit girl you can't be doing that." I laugh. 

"Damn, fuck u jumping like that for.." I hand him my keys. "Can u drive me home? You got a license right??" 

He tilts his head and looks at me with a really nigga??  type of look. 

"Don't play on me right now, yes I got a license, my car is in the shop. That's why Ive been riding wit Khi."

"Okay okay. Seems like I hit a nerve." 

He rolls his eyes and walks with me to the passenger side and I get confused about why he's following me, if he's the one driving but then he opens my door. 

My eyes widened at him because I wasn't used to this kind of treatment, especially not from niggas that go to my school. 

"What, girl? Get in the car." He said comedicly but dominantly. I blush a little and get in. 

I know I just had a little breakthrough with Damian but it's not like we made anything official, which means there's nothing wrong with me messing with another guy for a little bit. 

He closes the door, walks to the driver's side, gets in, and heads to my house. 

I started to notice that he seemed to know his way a lil too easily to my house. 

"Umm how do you remember where I live so easily..?" I look at him a little concerned. 

He chuckles. "Khi used to stop at your house all the time after school last year and I was always in his car. I didn't mean to memorize it but good thing I did." 

He looks at me and smirks and rests his hand on my thigh. 

I jump a little and look down at his hand, back up at him, and blush softly. 

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He pulls up to my house and pulls into my driveway. I see my driveway is empty except for my car so I know that no one is home. I look over at Leroy, who is looking at me with saddened eyes. 

My eyes widen and I look at him confused. "Are you okay?" I ask frantic.

Leroy's POV

"Did Damian always treat you like that?" I mumble.

She looks at me confused, waiting for me to elaborate. "Like a doll that he can give attention to when he wants too.??" She seems a little sensitive to the topic so I start to change the subject but she interrupts me. 

"Yea. He has. But I swear he's a good person. He's just hurt and well Hurt People hurt People." She stammers.

"That's no excuse if he does it repeatedly, Valentina." My voice gets stern and deep. 

She's silent for a second. "Sorry, I'm just-" 

"Worried. Yes I know. Everyone is. But you don't have to be, he's never put his hands on me." 

"Val, repetitive verbal and emotional abuse can be just as damaging as physical." I take her hand in mine and cup her cheek with the other.

"I told you. You don't have to worry." She pulls her hand away from mine and backs away from me. 

"You gotta go." She utters. 

"What?" I frow my brows, confused as hell.

"You heard me nigga, you in my car. Get out." She barks. I'm not gonna keep pushing it so I hand her, her keys and get out of the car.

She gets out of the car herself and goes to her front door and walks inside without looking at me once. 

I roll my eyes and shake my head but once everything sinks in I realize...

How the fuck am I getting home..