Messiah GXG : BOOK ONE (Completed) The Other Side Of The Game Series

FIFTY

G R A C E

A surge of air pressed at my lips and I parted them to release a sigh as I exited the bathroom to step into my bedroom with the weight of my long day resting on my shoulders. Keylen was officially out of the house, and was now living with Joel. I still saw him at school and did check-ins and he was good, he looked lighter and that killed the majority of the anxiety and worry I had regarding the move.

He had every intention to still visit, and he and Messiah had still been texting, which I enjoyed greatly. I believed his presence spoke to her inner child and that was beauty within itself. She had a genuine relationship with him, it wasn't created for the purpose of getting closer to me.

Another Reason

I climbed onto the bed, and the newly given comfort had me relaxing as I shifted onto my side while more thoughts arrived in my mind.

The fundraiser was still a few weeks out, but I had now been assigned the task of getting people signed up for the basketball tournament that will be kept on the school grounds. I had my friends sign their significant other up, and with their contribution I was up six hundred since Damien gave an extra hundred on the entry fee.

I was going to spend the entirety of next week gathering more people for the tournament, which will hopefully generate a great turn-out. Messiah had been sleeping over here a lot more, and I had grown used to the feeling of her being wrapped around me while I slept. So nights like this felt almost foreign, then again it had been a few days since she had slept over being that she had been busy, more than I was.

She still called and sent me lunch, flowers, and whatever else she deemed was for me, but I missed her physical presence around me. This length of not seeing her also meant I was on a sex drought which wasn't much of an issue before, but now that we had sex, it was different. I can't remember ever being fuc—made love to like that way prior to her, and I missed it. I desired it.

Honestly, I would settle for just being held if I had to, that would be enough for me. I enjoyed how open she was with affection, especially in a generation where people stepped into relationships with the intention of being perceived as cold.

She was different, and the deeper I fell, the more afraid I was of being hurt because if I was being completely real with myself this would be my worst heartbreak if it took a turn, and I wasn't even all the way in love with her yet.

RING!

RING!

A heavy breath fell from my nostrils as I shifted on the bed to sit up, allowing my gaze to meet the illuminated screen of my phone on the nightstand.

Messiah

I lifted the phone into my hand and with an answer of the call, I pressed it to my ear awaiting her voice.

"Baby," She greeted, and the sleepy tone of her voice mixed with the way the nickname melted on her tongue had me smiling a bit.

"Hey," I replied as I laid on my back, looking up at the ceiling.

I was just thinking about you.

"Whatchu doing?"

"Nothing,"

"I wanna see you," She announced and that had my lingering smile stretching into a grin.

"You coming over?" I asked not hiding my eagerness that was created by me missing her.

"No, I want you here with me," She answered without a fall of her voice or a drop of hesitancy. "Can you pack a bag so I can send somebody to come and get you?"