Until I See You Again

Chapter Five.

When you leave I say, "Damn, I fucking miss him." -Nicki Minaj, Favorite ♣

-Genai's new hair color and her facial expression in the MM ♣

Cordyn,

"I don't wanna go home" She said "I don't wanna be alone"

"Don't you live with Keona?"

"No" She took off her shoes, picking them up "Can I stay over again? Or you stay at my place?"

"What's wrong, Genai?" I lifted her head up, she sighed

"I just wanna be with you" She mumbled

"Wait, what?"

"I just wanna have some juice" She coughed

"Babygirl-"

"Nevermind," She shook her head "You can take me home, it's fine"

I gazed at her, and she stared at me- I said nothing and just sighed in defeat. Shrugging, I left it alone. Going to the car, I opened the door for her and she got in, saying a little 'Thank you'. Once I got in the car, I put the key in the ignition, driving off.

Honestly, I had no clue about what she said. I wanted to know what was wrong and how she felt- especially around me. I want to know if she feels safe around me. I want to know if she's happy or not. I want know things instead of little tiny ass hints- something I can't comprehend with.

Looking over at her, she had the side of her head placed against the window, staring forward. Everything about this girl had me falling too hard, too quickly and it's only been 5 fucking days.

I didn't want to lose her just yet, I just met her and I already myself getting clingy. I hated being clingy and I didn't know what she thinks about it. I don't know if she likes me or not- she could, but it's beyond me.

Maybe this sexual relationship is all she wants to keep her satisfied and occupied. God, I feel awkward as hell.

She told me where her apartment complex was and it was 15 minutes away from where we were.

"Cordyn?" She shifted in her seat

"Yeah?"

"Can you please stay with me tonight?"

I bit my lip, focussing on the road.

"I just really don't want to be alone... Not anymore" She sniffed, wiping her face

I pulled over to the side of the road, killing the engine, "What's wrong?"

She glanced at me, darting her eyes to her lap- she shrugged, "It's just, I don't know" She nibbled on the inside of her cheek

"Tell me" I pursed my lips, waiting for her to explain anything and everything

"I mean, I guess when my parents died, I had no where to go- I was lost that day. I was only 5 and wandered the streets by myself and I hated it. Corners and trash cans became my home, stole food from corner stores, newspapers was the only thing I learned from. That was for 3 years I think. I was just so lonely, I had no one.

So I was like, okay, I'll just take a bus somewhere. Since I was short for my age, I could easily fit in between people and snuck onto one bus and hours and hours later, I figured out that I wasn't home. Some weird lady saw me and took me to a building where I saw all these kids running around and having fun.

Staying there was horrible- people hated me. Everybody did, even that woman. They always locked me in a room with just a lamp and a old mattress, some shoes and clothes- as well as a bar of soap and a bucket with water. Barely ate, barely slept- I just wanted my parents back.