𝑘𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝐷𝑎𝑤𝑛𝑠¹⁸
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I purposefully stretched out my damaged hand for her to see.
I wanted to see if she remembered me, and that did just the trick.
"It's you." She mumbled, looking up at me.
After that she deciding not to take my hand.
Feeling a little embarrassed that she did that, I brushed the awkward feeling to the side, as we said our goodbyes to her friend and went on our way.
"Yes, it's me. Glad yuh finally remember." I said in a serious tone, putting on my seatbelt as I prepared to drive off.
"Or did you already know that it was me from the beginning, which one?" I asked, looking over at her.
Staying mute, she stubbornly turned her body to the side, looking out the window trying to avoid my gaze.
We ago talk bout this. Whether she liked it or not.
As I drove, I continued taking glances at the side of her face,then at her exposed back.
"When did that get there?" I wondered, looking at the long stemmed rose tattoo that stretched across her spine.
While taking glances between her and the road, she finally turned around to face me.
"Why you staring?" She asked annoyed.
"Cause a my eye." I said, matching her energy.
Saying it a little too sassy in the process.
Rolling her eyes at my comment, she turned her head and her body back to its previous position.
Her back fully facing me once more.
"I'm happy that you finally stopped lying."
Wah dis she a come with now.
"What exactly did I lie about?" I questioned, looking ahead of me.
"Please drop the clueless act."
Mhmm.
"Ohh, so when you do it it's OK, but when I do it it's a problem. You knew who I was this whole time and you pretended not to." I hissed.
"I did that because you lied to me." She fired back.
"And I wasn't really sure back then. Needed proof that it was you."
"When did you figure it out?" I questioned.
I want to know how I fucked up.
"The same night you lied." She quarreled.
Weh she a talk bout?
"Cahdejah what exactly did I lie about, I'm genuinely confused." I asked, turning to look at her. Realizing that she changed her position.
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𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫
RomanceDejah has never been an outspoken person, some see her as an introvert and some see her as a nerd. Her timid nature makes her look weak and her viridity makes her soft. Or is this all a facade to hide who she truly is? As the quote says, "Looks can...
