Niecey. . .
Our two weeks are almost over of him staying with me. My Mom and Derrick will be back soon then he has to leave. I really don't want him to go. I fall deeper in love with him each and everyday. I wake up to see his face every morning. He spends every second with me and I love it. I love making breakfast for him. I love when he watches me moisturize my skin after I get out of the shower. I just love everything about our situation. "I'm leaving in the morning DJ." Can you make sure all my things are together please?"
"Why? Don't leave me Hakeem." I was pouting like a child. He came out of the bathroom and looked at me.
"You know your parents come back the day after tomorrow right?"
"I don't care. Are you going to start school? College I mean."
"Nope, going to design school."
"Oh. I like." I walked over to him and got on my tippy toes to kiss him long and hard. "Don't leave me Keem." He picked me up and but me on my dresser.
"I will only be at my apartment. You can stay with me whenever you need to orjust want to." I kissed him again but this time his tounge parted my lips and played with mines. I moaned softly and he stopped. I felt so cheated.
"Don't stop."
"I have to."
"Why? Isn't it a little too late for that?"
"No. Let's go pack my stuff." I sighed then hopped down from my dresser. I helped him pack his things then put them in his car. He barely looked at me. I felt so alone. When we went to sleep that night he kissed me like he would never kiss me again.
I woke up and reached for Hakeem and he wasn't there. He left me. I sat up and felt a wave of sadness. Then out of nowhere Keem walked into the room with a plate of breakfast , orange juice, and a rose on a a tray for me. He set the tray next to me and kissed me. "Goodmorning Beautiful."
"Goodmorning." I looked at the plate and it looked like a gourmet meal. A vegetable and cheese omelet, turky sausages, and 2 pieces of french toast dusted with powdered sugar. I looked up at him a felt tears spill from my eyes. "Why you crying?"
"I thought you left me." I sobbed.
"Never." He kissed the tears off of my cheeks and then hugged me. "Stop crying punk."
I began to eat then stopped. "I've never known how to love."
"I can teach you." I finished eating then got up to start my day. I was brushing my teeth while Hakeem was in the shower. "DJ! DJ!"
"What?"
"Come get in with me please." At first I was going to decline but decided against it. I took off my clothes off and stepped in the shower. He washed every inch off me then rinsed me off. when we stepped out we were sueaky clean. He wrapped me in a towel and kissed my shoulders. He picked me up and layed me down on the bed on the towel before taking th lotion and giving me a massage over my whole body. We started to kiss and one thing lead to another. He had to go so I let him leave after kissing me one last time. Long and slow. I fell asleep after letting him out.
My mother and Derrick came home that night. They were early but I didn't mind. My mother came into my room with Derrick and sat in my bed. They told me about their trip then before they left Derrick saw a cup on my dresser. "I'll take this in the kitchen." He walked over but before he walked out he looked down into the trash and stopped dead in his track. "Come here." I walked over to him comfortable since my mother was in the room.
"Yes?"
"What the fuck is this?"
"Derrick, what has gotten into you?" My mother looked at him with concern in her eyes.
"What's what?" He pointed into the trash can. When I looked down into the trash my whole world stopped. There was the condom we had used earlier. My mother walked over and looked into the trash. Her eyes filled with tears. Derrick flew off into a rage and punched me dead in my mouth. I fel backward onto floor and he kicked me in myside. All I could do was ball up and cry as my mother tried to stop him. As soon as she got him out of the room I locked my room. I packed a few clothes and grabbed my keys. I ran to my car and sped off. My ribs were all bruised and my lips were swollen and bruised. The tears stung my lips.
I pulled off on the side of the street after a few blocks to breath. I called Shawny and it instantly went to voicemail. Then I tried Frankie. Her line rang nonstop. Hakeem. I hadn't talked to him all day but I knew I could go to him.
I drove like a bat out of hell until I got there. My eye was also swollen now. I grabbed my bag and rushed to his door. When I knocked it took him a while but he answered the door finally.
"What the fuck?" He grabbed me because I was now in tears.
"He beat me Keem."
"Come here Baby." I walked into his arms and cried a river. " Come inside DJ." Before I could walk in a female came up to the door.
"Hakeem. This you? This the bitch who got you ignoring calls?"
"Man, Chenelle go 'head with that."
"Bitch this my man," her ghetto accent was thick, "so you want me to leave Hakeem?"
This was all the pain I could take in my world. "No you stay. I'll leave." I ran to my car blinded with tears. As pull off all I hear was her caling meall kinds of names and I saw her trying to force herself on him. He came running towards the car. I locked my doors and sped off, leaving him in my rearview mirror. I will never know how to love.
