Jaceon Malcom Hampton is a 18 year old and is starting his senior year of high he plans on becoming the caption of the football team and wants to go to the NFL he has a best friend named Rashad Nelson they been best friends since they were in diaper...
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It's been two weeks since I last spoke or seen Denim I tried texting em, I even tried to talk to em in person.
He either wasn't home or wouldn't answer his door
I understand what I said was wrong I was just upset and I decided to take my anger out on him.
Which isn't a good excuse, Today I finally decide Ima just make him talk to me no matter how mad he gets.
Rashad had went somewhere for a cool minute so it's give me time to talk to Denim I took a deep breath before I nocked on his room door
" Who's at my-" He stops and looks at me before trying to close his door I put my foot in the way stopping it
" Denim Ian come here to fight with you all I wanna do is talk." I said softly I hear him sigh
Next thing you know the door is open " What you want Ion wanna talk." He says to me I noticed he cut his hair
I walked inside his room making him back up from me I got all the way inside before closing and locking the door behind me.
Silence then hit the air " Look I was-"
" Look I don't care for an apology what we did was a mistake and I promise you it won't happen again." He says looking me dead in my eyes.
I frown my face feeling a little pain against my chest, He didn't mean that..
" Denim Ian mean what I said baby I swear." I say walking up to him grabbing his waist
Making him take my hands off him he was all nonchalant and cold to me " I'm not your baby, this"
He points between us " Is done whatever this was is over Ion wanna see or be around you."
He tries to leave the room " Denim just stop wait nigga fuck-"
" Nah remember you got yo nutt remember that's all it was you got what you wanted youn need to pretend you wanna be around me." He says to me making me feel even worse
" I didn't mean that shit I fuck with you, you more than just a nutt I was just mad-"
" You think that makes it any better? I didn't do shit to you i'm confused on whatever this is and you blow up and throw the shit in my face?" He says getting louder
I feel myself start to become more angry by the second and I was trying to relax
I didn't want to put my hands on him " I was wrong I admit that I shouldn't have did that I really mean it i'm sorry lul dad."
I say calmly grabbing at his face making him look at me he turns his face before I turn it back
" If you really want me to leave just tell me if you really want this to be done tell me to go, tell me you don't want me talking to you again and I will leave." I said softly
He sighs " I don't know what I want, I don't want you to go my nigga but you can't say shit like that to me and think we going get back cool."
He says leaning back from my touch going to sit down " I didn't mean to hurt your feelings I was hot in the moment i'm still working on my anger and how I go bout shit."
I have anger issues some people may say IED for short, I've been going to therapy and trying to get better at handing certain situations and having self control.
I don't want to scare away Denim like I do to everyone else I'm not a violent person, well I try not to be.
" What you got anger problems?." I softly shake my head.
" Yeah it's called an IED It's an impulse- control disorder." I said looking everywhere but him
I feel myself start to become anxious by the minute I feel him touch my hand and start to pull me
" Don't be anxious Ian going judge you I can't be the one to do that, you can't help it I get it well I don't get it because i'm not you but i'll be here for you." He says
Making my heart flatter it felt like he really meant it " Thank you i'm trying my best to keep it under control as best as I can I wanna do sports but i'm scared on what if i hurt someone again."
I say thinking back to my junior year how I beat this one dude so badly during a football game, He was on my team.
We had got into an argument and I couldn't control myself it was so bad he had to go the hospital and was in a 3 week coma.
That's the reason why I had to start over at a new school I sigh softly " I hurt someone badly which lead them to be in the hospital for 3 weeks because we got into a disagreement."
I feel my hands start to shake getting flash backs from that night seeing all his blood over my hands.
His body on the floor unconscious " Hey Jace listen listen calm down."
I feel my heart beat faster and faster and my lungs began to hurt my head starts to spin
I felt like I was under water and couldn't breathe it felt like I was drowning and can't get out
I feel Denim grab my face softly he was saying things but I couldn't focus on what he was saying
" Just breathe you hear me.. Just breathe im right here with you okay, 1.. 2... 3... breathe"
I follow him as he helped me calm down my heart starts to calm down
I feel my eyes start to get blurry Denim then hugs me I start to cry in his chest " Shh everything going be alright I got you."
Did he really? Or was he going to leave just like everybody else
I couldn't focus on that right now all I could think about was his touch and his scent it felt so right
" Whatever this is I'll be willing to figure it out with you i'm not going act like it'll be easy on my part cus Ian goin lie i'm stubborn." He says making me chuckle in his arms
I've been knew since day 1 he was stubborn " Ian going act like what we did ain't mean shit either because it reality it did for the past 2 weeks I couldn't stop thinking bout it or you."
" I couldn't stop thinking about you either I felt like shit, I want this and I want you i'll be patient with you." I say lifting from his touch looking him in his eyes
I immediately made eye contact with his lips then back at him basically signaling if I can kiss him.
He didn't move away so I took it as a yes I grabbed his face softly pulling him into me
The kiss was so passionate full of emotion it felt like fire words were exploding his lips were so soft I could never get tired of em.
We pull away catching our breath head's together smiling at one another, for once ian feel like I was being judged
