"Alright y'all goodnight!" "good night Lexi!" Damn its cold outside, I seriously should've called a cab. As I start my short walk home I can't help but feel like I'm being followed. I pull out my taser just in case I have to fry a motherfucker tonight. I've been paranoid ever since the "accident". After looking around a few times I relax a little but that didn't last very long. "Hey!" Instead of looking back I pick up my pace. "Hey, STOP" As much as I willed myself to go faster something about that voice made me come to a screeching halt. What the fuck Lexi? I mentally bawled myself out. "What,yes,how can I help you?" I wasn't trying to be mean but I needed to show I wasn't a softy. "Wow, chill, you dropped your phone and I noticed. Just trying to do the right thing, damn." I'm sure I had the meanest of mugs on my face at this point, but he was right. "My bad, um....thank you." I don't know if it was the street lights but he seemed to be staring into my damn soul. I shook my head and started backing away. "Its cool lil moma, I probably caught you off guard." "You have no idea.." I mumbled. "What was that?" his voice was so stern my eyes widened at the hiss in his voice. Why do I feel so compelled to apologize? Whatever. "Um ,nothing . Have a good night and thanks again. I owe you hahaha" "We'll see about that, goodnight!" And just like that he walked away into the night. What the hell is that supposed to mean!? I shake it off and proceed to my apartment building.
As I'm laying in bed I can't help but think about that guy. I rack my brain thinking about him, replaying every detail I can remember. His dark eyes are the first thing I remember and not much else. I know he's black and tall but that's really it. I'm starting to get a headache. I hate when this happens and thanks to my overprotective best friend I don't have any aspirin so I guess I'm counting sheep tonight.
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