"Do you think we're soul mates?" She asked, lifting her head in order to lock eyes with him.
It took him a moment, mustering up his answer. Thinking about how they were so alike, but so different. How they had been through similar things and had th...
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KATALEYA SIMONI BROOKS TUESDAY AFTERNOON MARCH 20th, 2023
TWO DAYS HAD passed since the incident with legacy, and he was just ready to go back to school. He didn't want to be there anymore.
He had been in his head. Feeling as if maybe he was the problem.
Maybe he was the reason that people decided to throw themselves at him the way they did. He tried his best to stay out the way, and keep to himself, and still nothing ever worked in his favor.
"I'm so hungry. But I want fast food. But I feel like that's so fat because I could make food...but no I want fast food." Kataleya rambled to herself. Feeling as if she needed to fill the silence in order to keep herself sane.
The silence between her and legacy was driving her crazy. He was really sitting there debating on whether he just wanted to go back into his room, but he felt better with leya.
His decision was making leya have to endure in the atmosphere he seemed to be creating. He was obviously shutting down on her, and she was smart enough to notice that.
The only issue was she felt like it was her fault.
Legacy couldn't see coming clean and telling the truth about how shanice had been making him uncomfortable for the past two days, he kept quiet like he always did. The last real conversation they had, Kataleya had brought up boxing, so she felt as if that was what caused him to shut down on her.
She felt really bad, and kept trying to do and say small stuff to get him to have a long conversation with her again like they did every night, but it was a dead end each time.
"Well what do you want?" Legacy responding, fondling with pink fringe on the small square throw pillow on his lap. He was sitting on the edge of her bed, while she sat up by the headboard.
"I want chicken." She sighed, just thinking about the taste of chicken. "I think my period is coming on soon." She added with a incoherent huff. It was so frustrating to think about. Especially because her cycle was five days long—and possibly longer if she spotted afterwards.
Legacy licked this lips, flipping his phone over. Once it lit up and he saw it was the twentieth, he nodded slightly. "Yeah, it is." He responded softly. He had grew accustomed to tracking the entire week where they couldn't do anything sexual besides her giving him oral.
He felt his stomach churn, "I'm kinda hungry too. Where you want chicken from?" He finally looked up from the pillow. Turning his head to catch a glimpse of Kataleya, he waited patiently.
"I was gonna say KFC but I'm really not in the mood for they slow ass. Plus I only eat the tenders from there. I want some drumsticks. I also want church's honey biscuits—so yeah." Legacy held on to every word from her small rant.
"So...church's?" He clarified. She nodded eagerly at the boy.
"Don't tell nobody but I like it better than popeyes." She admitted. "I don't know man, the honey biscuits, the fried okra, mashed potatoes, the chicken. All of it. But popeyes got some good ass shit too." She continued to ramble.
