The Sequel to Burns&Bruises
Embark on a poignant journey with Maleek Montique, once a baby now a man shaped by a traumatic past. Thirteen book years post the Burns & Bruises saga, witness the evolution of the once tiny baby into a formidable figure...
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Friday, September 15th 1:18 pm 📍Wolmer's High School For Girls
𝚉𝚘𝚕𝚊𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐'𝚜𝙿𝙾𝚅
Twisting my fingers, my stomach makes knots as I await Mrs. Chambers's reaction.
Exhaling a sigh, she rests the paper stack on the lab table before standing from the stool and walking over to the door.
Pulling it close, her eyes find mine the second she turns around.
I am still unable to gauge her thoughts, usually, she wears her thoughts on her face but today her face is bare, worrying me a bit.
"I want to talk to Mommy about it but I am scared, I want to be safe at all times" At my words she presses her lips together and her eyes stare lazily into mine.
Just by her look, I am sure she's more than disappointed in me.
We had talked about this weeks ago when I started to feel the urges and she was such a help talking me through them and explaining how normal it was to feel this way.
I had stood in front of her and proudly promised that I wouldn't give it away so easily, I remembered how much her face beamed with joy when the words of only giving away my perfect gift to my husband, rolled off my tongue.
Now I am standing infront her, ashamed on one hand but excited and glowy on the other.
"We talked about this Zoe" Her voice comes out soft and strained as she takes my hands into hers.
Her fingers smooth over my flesh, causing tears to line my eye sockets.
"I know, I still can't explain what came over me. I don't regret it, I really don't" I rush out, shuffling my feet closer to her.
A small giggle comes from her and she lets go of my hands, shaking her head.
"I am not laughing because this serious" Wiping the tears that slip, I smile pushing my head close to her turned-away face.
"Miss"
"You used protection?" She asks in a whisper and I nod my head, my eyes shifting over to the clock above her head.
I need to be outside the gate by 1:30, and as much as I always loved talking to Miss, I love being in Maleek's presence more.
"I don't see eye to eye with how your mother dealt with the situation, it could have and should have been dealt with better. On the other hand, I understand where's she coming from and I know you do too. You're a very smart and pretty girl Zola. Don't throw away your life" She encourages and I move closer to her hugging her.
