Inalight

Chapter 17- Caleb

Please enjoy this chapter

poor Caleb.

Ps if this is not chapter 17 I will change it later, right now I'm being lazy and cant be bothered to find out what chapter number this is.

TWO WEEKS LATER...

I shook my head and drove to Chris'. I cannot believe this happened to me, I just took a first head dive on how to make your girl seriously mad at you. Melanie Phillips was just stepping out of his house and Chris had a ciggy hanging from his mouth.

"Hey Caleb." She flirted she's a slut but Chris was an even bigger slut to say the least.

"Yeah. OK. Bye." She frowned. "Chris I need to talk to you."

"Cool Bro. Take a seat on the love couch."

"I'll prefer not to." I replied in disgust knowing what has transpired on that couch mere seconds ago. Chris was weird, he had this love couch in his den that he has sex with girls on, he NEVER had sex with them in his bed ever. He said he was saving that moment for a special girl.

"Fine suit yourself. Beer?" He asked holding it up, I shook my head.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Ina...It started like this..."

Ina was sat on the comfy chairs as I got us drinks, I had just paid for our food and we were just having herbal tea to wash it down. She was looking around, her face not hiding the amusement and excitement of being here.

"Look at that girl." Two black guys were stood next to me chatting. "The one with white top, I looked in their direction as they looked in Ina's direction. she had on a #SandraBland top on.

"She is fit." One of them said and I smiled.

"She's alright." The other replied whilst his friend hiss.

"You have no taste in girls."

"You know I don't discriminate, I have seen better, I mean she is pretty though. I'm not going to lie."

"Exactly she is a standard African beauty, man. She has wifey written all over her."

"Why don't you go and talk to her?"

"Maybe but I have a feeling she's taken. I'm going to give it a couple of minutes." That was my que to go back. There is nobody going to snag up my girl. I took Ina to some nice Indian restaurant on the other side of town, as it was filled with all these cultural restaurants that she loved.

"Hey... thanks Caleb for doing this for me. I appreciate it, I know I can be difficult." I kissed the top of her head. Ina loved poetry and food, I found her book in her bag. She wrote anything from pure vulgar truth to random things about flower pots and places she wanted to try out including this place, I happen to have got discount too, my manager at work his wife's brother owned this place.

"I like putting a smile on your date and I was sort of slacking not taking you on a proper date."

"Well next one is on me." I was about to protest. "There is no such thing in my book, that whole one sided thing, if we are together and I can't treat you then I don't see the point of it you basically don't see me as equal in this relationship and you think I need saving and taking care of all the time, you can't take me on a date and expect me not to treat you too."

"Aren't you cute? But no."

"Aren't you stubborn? But yes." Everything was going so well until she looked at my neck. "What's that on your neck?"