On the Plus side

Say it

You gon have to do more than just ,say it
You gon have to do less when you ,do it
Lil mama you know I ,show it
So you gon need to more than just ,prove it~ Say it, Tory Lanez

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I opened a bag of strawberry Twizzlers after plopping down on the couch. Javier barely spoke the whole day and it was weird. If he wanted to leave the door was right there.

He was very distant and I knew it was because of what I said earlier. I offered my snack to him and he took half the bag.

I giggled and sat back watching Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Javier's hand slid over mine and held it.

I looked at him and smiled then turned my attention back to the movie. This was nice, spending my Saturday like this.

I never had chill days like this and I usually do it by myself but the company made me feel wanted. I no longer felt alone.

My hands flew to my eyes as leatherface slammed the hammer on the mans head. That shit was nasty.

"Why are you covering your eyes?" He said looking at me curiously.

I cracked my fingers so I could see him. "It's what people do when they don't want to see something or when they're scared." I responded.

"Your going to have to get used to it." He said lowly. My attention was on him fully now.

"What?" I asked. Javier looked at me and took a deep breath. He signaled for me to turn off the tv.

I grabbed the remote from the coffee table turning off the television.

"As I told you before, my family is the Cartel. Things like that are normal. We do things you couldn't imagine let alone would imagine." His voice got deeper with every word and it scared me.

"You have no reason to be scared, I would never hurt you." Javier said looking in my eyes. I coughed and grabbed the remote.

His hand was gently placed upon mine stopping me from turning on the tv. I looked back at him wondering why he stopped me. I didn't want to talk about this anymore.

These talks scared me. Death scared me but it lingered over everyone on the earth because it was simply inevitable.

"Don't be scared of me." He said softly looking in my eyes.

I held on to his hand and stared back in to his brown ones.

"I'm not scared of you, I'm scared of who you can change into." I said honestly. I turned on the tv and we were at the part where trey songz was trying to drive out of the gate.

"Drive nigga!!!" I screamed. I was so into this movie now it made no sense like, this shit wouldn't have happened to know real black person because they wouldn't have been in that creepy ass house.

The rest of the night was chill and relaxed. I liked this.