Rapid Reactions (A Mindless Behavior Story)

Little did we know (part two)

Previously: Tyra is sitting in her dorm recalling the events of the week, she is feeling weak and unstable as the guilt starts to make her life unliveable.

*Tyra's POV*

I was literally spinning, I couldn't keep still, and was overwhelmed with all that had happened within the week... All that I had done. I got up to get myself a glass of water, I couldn't even recall drinking it, everything was blurred. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and for a split second everything was almost alright. I took myself back to being with Khalil after drugging Diggy, how he calmed my nerves so easily and made me feel like everything was alright no matter what. What a destructive, and pathetic, relationship I had developed with him... With a guy who had means of murder, and with me... a jealous "Indian girl" who was being sour because for the first time she wasn't being spoiled.

I was thinking about how he picked me up when my bottom lip was trembling and my make up was spoilt, and about how me hugged me in and told me that he would love me forever for what I had done. What an idiot I must been to believe him when he said "now that you've helped me, it's my turn to help you." What he actually meant was "the stupid bitch was dumb enough to stall the innocent guy long enough for me to capture my ex girlfriend, now I can manipulate her into tricking her best friends so I can kill them" how foolish of me, I believed him when he said he was doing it for me.

Was it such a crime for me to seek love, for me too fall easily and do things for a person you believed you could be falling in love with? Of course not, it's actually a common and selfless thing to do, but in the case of my own it was a crime - because little did I know, I was falling for a person who already had a soul mate. My stomach turned, I stood up to go fetch myself another glass of water but as I stood I felt as light as a feather, I no longer had strength - it was like I was flying - it was a beautiful feeling. Until I lacked balanced and crashed my head against my bedside... And after that nothing was remembered, just blackness and a significant cold breeze that slowly caressed my skin.

***FLASHBACK***

I kept running, it must have been after about twenty minutes did I stop to catch my breath, I couldn't handle anything... No one had ever warned me of the torturous pain guilt could curse you with. I felt sick; in seconds my insides rushed up, and I bend over so quick I heard my back click, and I was hurling in the alley way. I called Khalil, I didn't know what else to do, he said he would pick me up, and so I was waiting there in the alley with a striking headache and the significantly disgusting taste of my insides lingering on my tongue.

It was about ten minutes after the call that I saw the car, he called his own, park up the car and strolled towards me with a cheeky grin. His expression only changed when he was close enough to see my make up, when he realised I was crying he did nothing but hold me against his chest and kiss my forehead. He promised all would be alright, he took me to the same hotel that we stayed in the night we met. I had nothing to change into after the shower so he let me wear his basketball jersey and I wore my denim shorts underneath. He pampered me that night: ordering chocolate covered strawberries from room service, massaging my stressed body, being my personal councillor, "giving me the best sex I've had to this date"... And of course, brainwashing me into thinking that all I was doing was means of justice.

About an hour and a half after the sex, I got up put my clothes back on, I didn't even worry about disturbing him because I knew he was in the balcony discussing his ex girlfriends whereabouts. I tied my curly hair into to slick bun and put some lipgloss on, as I had very little make up.

Khalil: going somewhere?

Me: back to the bus, I can't let them get suspicious of what we're doing, plus you're busy honey.

Khalil: hm, you're right baby, but remember by dawn she'll be dead and I can help you deal with that wench (yn) or whoever

"Little did I know"

He planted a soft kiss on my lips before I could respond, he caught me by surprise, I closed my eyes shut as his lips touched mine. As I opened my eyes, his were back to his cell phone, I let my eyebrows meet for a split second then I picked up my bag and went for the door. He quickly caught my arm and gently pulled me closer to him, then touched my hair slightly and kissed me again, this time I didn't close my eyes I simply watched him as he watched me

Khalil: my Indian princess

Me: I'm not even Indian

Khalil: oh, for sure?

Me: I'm mixed, my mom is English and Irish and my dad is West Indian

Khalil: they conceived a beautiful princess

I smiled slightly, then whispered goodbye, before picking up my bag and going for he door again, I got a call from Roger. I didn't want to answer, I didn't want to remind myself of what had happened earlier, but being with Khalil made me fearless, so I answered the call.

Me: hey Roger

Roger: Diggy's at home, let Khalil know

Me: alright

I quickly told Khalil and he grinned, I put my face down and continued walking out the door... Without even a goodbye. Minutes later I received another text from Roger

R: meet me in McDonalds, don't tell him.

I was curious to why he wouldn't want Khalil, despite him planning a murder, so I called a cab. My phone rang yet again in the cab, but this time it was from Ray. I was so angry with him, he had taken my innocence, used me and made me feel like I was something special to him. Despite my common naive attitude, I honestly thought something would become of us two, I didn't know what was worse - the meaningless sex or the fact that everyone of them knew.

Me: yes?

Ray: hi, can we talk

Me: no, I'm in a cab I don't to discuss this

Ray: please, you need to hear me out

Me: it's too late for your bullshit.

Ray: at least let me pick you up, you guys go back tomorrow so Keisha will probably wonder where you are... Please Tyra

Me: fine, meet in McDonald's in a hour.