Chapter 33

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A month. An entire fucking month. I haven't heard anything from Andre and I was still kneeling by my bedside and praying to God that he'd call me and tell me he was done thinking about us. But on the outside I acted like I fucking hated Andre James. Mariah and I were sitting down to watch a movie. There were only two weeks left of the semester and I was loving the snowy weather. Finals we're crushing us both so Riah and I made it a point to take a break at least one a week. We watched movies, got our nails done, went to parties, and we even played in the snow like five year olds.

"Did you grab the popcorn?" I asked her as she climbed into my bed. We had a really nice TV in the living room but we both preferred to watch Netflix on my laptop in bed.

"No, I left it in the microwave." She groaned.

"Don't worry. I'll get it I need some Gatorade anyway." I got up and went to the fridge. "Um we are all out of Gatorade!"

"Do you have to have it?" She yelled from my room.

"Yeah but I'll just run to the Rite-Aid real quick and get it."

"You're gonna go in your pajamas?"

"Hell yeah. I ain't got nobody to look good for at fucking Rite-Aid." I laughed. "I'll be right back."

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I was picking my Gatorade out of the store fridge when Riah texted me.

M: Don't hate me.

T: Why would I hate you? OMG Mariah what did you do?

M: I did it for your own good Tati.

T: Mariah! What did you do?

T: Mariah! Answer me!

T: Mariah!!!!! What the fuck happened?

I didn't get a reply so I payed for my drinks real quick and I raced home. I was lucky not to get a ticket for speeding or some shit. I unlocked the door and ran up to my room fast as hell.

"Mariah, I swear-" I stopped dead in my tracks. I think I stopped breathing for a couple seconds. This is why she thought I'd be mad. There he was sitting on my bed with his head in his hands. He looked up at me and I almost fell to the floor and cried.

"W-what-what are you doing here?" I stuttered confused. Andre stood up and looked at me with those deep brown eyes that made me fall for him. Before I could even register what was happening, he had both hand on my face and his lips against mine. It was the most needy kiss I've ever felt from him. There was still so much love in his kisses. I gave me some weird sense of hope, but I pushed him away.

"Stop. Stop. I don't understand." I said breathlessly.

"And I will explain every last thing Tatianna but right now I just need you. I need to feel every last inch of you. I need to make up for lost time."

"Ok." Was all I could say back. Andre laid me gently on the bed and began kissing my neck and I moaned, but for some stupid reason Chase popped into my head and I felt guilty. Some how guys can always read my mind when I'm having sex with them, so Andre stopped.

"Tati, what's the matter?"

"Nothing. Nothing, baby keep going." I rushed.

"It's been a few months, but I still know when you're lying to me."

"He-...I mean it doesn't matter anymore." I hadn't meant to say he but it slipped out.

"He? Tatianna, did you fuck other people?"

"No."

"Tatianna?" He asked impatiently.

"It was just one guy." I mumbled. Andre got off of me lightening quick.

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