He'll Thug For Me

Revelation

Kira goes over the rest of the project. I honestly wasn't listening. Because somewhere in this house, her dad was lurking around. He was the one following me around. That's weird as hell. To say I felt uncomfortable was an understatement. What if his ass chops me up into pieces in my sleep?

I just got Jace. He's not ruining shit for me. But how could I bring this to Kira, without her getting pissed off at me or calling me crazy? What the hell am I going to do? And I can't avoid her ass because for one I'm at her house and secondly we need to do this damn project.

Maybe if I play it cool, he won't realize.

But an eerie feeling rose up in me. What in the hell does that man want with me?

"And like our conclusion can be how Princess Diana's death affected everyone, worldwide, you know." Kira grinned.

I nodded, "Yeah perfect."

We chose Princess Diana and her unconditional love as our project. We put her radiating warmth on the spotlight and what brought it on. Honestly I didn't know. I wish I was a princess or even close to what she was. She was a beautiful woman that died a tragic ass death.

"So Trey said he saw you with your boyfriend, which I'm assuming was Jace. How'd that go?" Kira asked curiously.

I shrug, "He apologized for everything-sort of. But we're good. He wants to chill tonight?"

"Netflix and chill. Or chill, chill?" She smirks.

The hell? "What does that mean?" I was high key lost as hell as to what she was getting at. I didn't know what she was blabbering about.

She nodded, "You're so behind. OMG. Netflix and chill is nice words for having sex. Chill is just you know relaxing and getting to know one another better, with the slight possibility of sex. So which is it?"

I was still clueless. Why not just say hey let's have some sex? Or hangout? I don't get it. "I don't know...we said we were going to take everything slow."

"Wow...you're a better person than me. So like are you a, you know, virgin?"

I looked away from her and at the carpeted floor. That hurt. Dranko took that away from me. The possibility of having a passionate first. Shit even an awkward one would have been great. But it was stolen from me. I know how girls cherish that. I wanted to.

But what was I going to tell Kira? Oh nah, I was raped by my aunt's husband, that I don't respect at all. Oh and by the way the nigga still tries it from time to time. I can't.

"It's complicated," I mumble.

"Oh it was horrible? Mine was too. I let Austin Adams take mine...worst mistake ever." She admitted.

I squinted my eyes and stared at her. Austin Adams as in the fat kid that eats more than he talks? No damn way. Kira got standards. Look at her bae, and you wouldn't even believe what she just said.

"Quit lyin'."

"Nope, on my life. I felt bad for him so we like dated for a few weeks. The last week I decided to let him take my virginity. To say this asshole knew what he was doing is an understatement. He poked the wrong hole. Like how in the actual hell do you poke the wrong damn hole?" Kira fussed.

I burst out laughing. I mean I know I shouldn't have, but damn Austin wasn't playing no games. He wanted the booty and he got it. I gotta give him cred. That's a pig in the streets and a fr-pig still in the sheets. Congrats Austin.

"I may seem like the goody two shoes, but I'm so not. I've done so much shit that my parents wouldn't be proud of," she admitted.

I looked at her confused. What she do, cheat on a test? Make kool-aid with three packets? Forget her lunch money? Kira don't have a bad bone in her body.