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Kyra's POV
9:24 p.m.
"Bae I was jok-" he pushes past me, and enters the room.
I think he's upset.
But I was just joking...
Him cya tek a joke?
I follow him inside, closing the door behind us.
"Baeeee" I call out to him.
His back was turned to me, and I watch from a distance as he takes his watch off and places it on the nightstand.
I quietly walk up to him from behind.
"Jay"
What have I done?
"Kajay" when I was at arms length, I rub his back soothingly.
But instead of standing in place, he walks off and heads to the bathroom.
Oh?
I follow him with a frown.
If you're upset with me, then why are you here?
He can go home....
I'm not stopping him.
Well I would, but still.
"Kajay, I'm sorry" I grab his hand just before he walks into the bathroom.
Then I walk around so I could stand in front of him.
He avoids eye contact with me, looking everywhere else but in my eyes.
He's that upset?
I rub his chest with my free hand.
"I'm sorrrrrryyyyy baeeeeee" I say with a pout.
Why can't he forgive me already?
He hisses. "Tek yuh hand offa mi Kyra"
Huh?
"Tek yu-" I move my hand from his chest, not waiting on him to finish his sentence.
He wastes no time entering the bathroom, and slamming the door shut.
I roll my eyes.
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It's Complicated
Romance"Kyra look pon mi" he lifts my chin up so my eyes could meet his. "Just say the word and we leff right now, yav dah power deh ma" he says, eyes never leaving mine. "The word?" I ask and he immediately opens his phone, dialing her number. "Ah, watch...
