Meet Desire Amara Rose and Zyarie Geovanni Lopez,two teens who couldn't even stand to be around each other,unexpectedly fall in love with each other.
They are in a toxic relationship but both personas can't seem to let go of eachother no matter the...
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✩D E S I R E✩ 🗓️October 18,2024 ⏰: 5:25pm ☆
I sat beside Zyla as she kept sobbing, her faced buried in my neck. Ally's hand rubbed her back, trying to ease some of the pain.
"Him hate mi now"Zyla choked out, her voice shaky and breaking as she cried. Ally and I held her, trying to reassure her through her sobs.
"Zy,him nuh hate yuh,he's just upset." Ally said, softly.
Cj had left a while ago, without saying a word, but I wasn't focusing on that. I used my thumb to wipe the last of Zyla's tears, feeling my heart twist.
I hate seeing my friend like this.
"Mi ago try and talk to him" I said determined to make things right, she looked up, eyes swollen, and gave me a small nod.
I headed towards Zyaire's room. I could feel Azaire's eyes on me , but I ignored him, continuing to walk.
I went straight to Zyaire's room door, knocked hard and waited. "Zyarie" I called out. Not getting a response, I knocked again, frustration building.
"Zyaire, Open the door" I said, hissing before leaning on the wall.
After a few minutes, the door cracked opened, and smoke hit instantly, causing me to cough.
I narrowed my eyes, stepping back and crossing my arms" Me neva memba boh yuh asthma , my bad" he muttered, patting my back.
"Don't touch mi, Zyaire" I snapped, waving him off.
"Why yah behave like a fi har fault? Right now, Yuh supposed to a comfort har, why ya mek har feel like shit, Geovanni?"I said, looking up at him.
He exhaled, looking frustrated "Desire,me nuh wah hear it, gwan back down stairs." he said, turning back towards the room door.
I followed behind him, "Wah yah guh do?cause dat nuh matter right now. Yuh sista deh downstairs a cry and ,yuh nah mek it no better for her." I said louder, getting pissed off.
"Bredda" he hissed,rubbing his hand over his face" Guh back dung stairs" he said lower this time.
No.
"Mi nah go' nowhere"I fired back, rolling my eyes.
With swift movements , his hand shot out, gripping my neck, backing me up into his dresser. I gasped, my hand instinctively going to his wrist, clawing.
I struggled,my eyes narrowing as I reached behind me for the nearest item, which was a lotion bottle and I swung it at his face, hitting him in his mouth.
Blood instantly trickled down from his lip, his eyes widening in shock.
"Bomba!" he hissed, letting go of my neck as he wiped the blood from his lip.
