Blindsided

~7~

(A/N)IIGHT SO, LITTLE MODIFICATIONS TO ALL STORIES. I KNOW I PUT PROD IN SOME AND EJ IN SOME, BUT FUCK IT. I GET CONFUSED ON WHO IS IN WHICH STORY AND I CAN'T GO BACK TO SEE BECAUSE THE NIGGAS BARELY GOT LINES EITHER WAY. SO, FROM NOW ON, PROD, EJ, AND MIKE ARE IN THE STORY. JUST TO MAKE THINGS EASIER.

PRINCES POV

I went over to house and noticed her car was the only one parked outside. I looked at all of the windows in the front. Nothing that symbolizes her. I walked around to the back and saw her blinds open. I saw a purple "K" mounted on the wall.

I picked up a couple of pebbles and tossed them at the window repeatedly. Eventually she came to the window and opened it.

"What the fuck do you want?!"

"I just want-"

"Because what I want is for you to leave me alone! I don't know who sent you to pick up dirt on me, but you better cut the fucking ties with them real quick. And don't think I didn't know. One day hating me, next day can't stay away from me. I want you to stay away. Forever." She spat, cutting me off, as she began to reach up to her window.

"Wait!" I stopped her. She rolled her eyes.

"I just wanna talk. Please. Just a quick talk, and then you can kick me out however you please." I begged.

"You have five minutes. After five minutes is up, don't come back." She closed her window. I walked around to the front of the house. She opened the door.

"5 minutes." She reminded me, stepping out of the way to let me in. I walked in and sat on the couch. She closed the door, locked it, then came and sat down also.

She set a timer for 5 minutes. "Go."

"I was just coming to check up on you. I just wanted to see if you're okay. I know you're not. Physically, mentally, or maybe even emotionally, but...I just wanted to check in." I said all in one breath.

"I'm fine." She scoffed.

"No, you're not. Look at you." I reached over to wipe the makeup off of her face. She flinched and closed her eyes. When she opened them, I held my hands up in surrender position before proceeding to wipe off the makeup. A tiny spot, but all purple.

"Kyra."

"Leave me alone! If this is all you came to do, then leave! Fuck your five minutes!" She started to stand up, pointing to the door.

"Kyra. Please let me doctor on this. That's all I ask." I tried to settle her down. "Please."

"Don't you think I've already tried that?" She walked towards the door. Her phone rang and she looked at it.

She hesitated before answering.

"Hello?.....nowhere. Why.....stop.....I'm not in the mood right now....yes, I'm fine....positive....I'm not lying....I was just sleeping.... What, so I can't sleep?..... Bye." She hung up and opened the door. "You have to go." She sighed in an exhausted tone.

"Just let me help-"

"Out!"

"My five minutes aren't up."

"Fuck your five minutes. Go. I have somewhere to be." She spat back. I got up and walked out of the house. I had another idea in motion.

I got in my car, and as far as she knows, I went back home.