Karla's POV
I woke up the next to an empty cold bed. I heard some Jamaican music coming from the kitchen.
I brushed my teeth and put my hair up in a messy bun and wiped off my extra makeup before going to the kitchen.
The scene before me was hilarious. Stephen was getting his dance on to the Jamaican song.
I couldn't help before laughing and I scared him a little bit.
"Good morning butterfly." he kissed my forehead before giving me a plate with pancakes and eggs.
"Good morning Daddy." I smiled while grabbing the syrup.
I sat up on the counter and poured syrup all over my eggs and pancakes.
"What are you doing?" He looked at me with a gross look.
"Pouring syrup on my food, what else?"
"That looks so disgusting on eggs, butterfly." he stood between my legs.
"Here, try it." I scooped up some eggs and shoved them in his mouth.
He chewed awhile and swallowed and looked at me.
"Its a little different but I wouldn't eat it all the time." he looked at me before finishing up his food.
"What's the look for today?" I asked while washing the dishes.
"Maybe..call out of work and have some fun today before summer is over." he looked at me with a huge grin.
Its the end of July and beginning of August now and summer is close to being over.
"How does the beach sound?" I looked at him.
"It sounds perfect." he picked me up and spun me around before throwing me over his shoulder and smacking my butt.
I laughed before he carried me to the room to get changed to head back to my apartment.
He dropped me off and told me I had me twenty minutes to get ready.
I rushed to take a shower and not wet my hair. I put on my bathing suit and jean shorts. I packed a little overnight bag and some beach things before Stephen came.
He honked the horn and I rushed to his car and put my stuff in the back seat.
"You ready?" he looked at me.
"I got everything I need I'm so excited." I said while turning the radio up as we drove to Coney Island.
As we were on the Brooklyn Bridge my favorite song came on the radio.
I belted my heart out in the car until we pulled into a parking lot a little bit down from the beach.
"Lets go!" I yelled as I grabbed my beach bag and Stephen grabbed the cooler and towels and we made our way to the sand.
Today was the perfect day. Literally, the Sun was shining it was super hot and a perfect day for the beach.
After we set up our little spot I took off my shorts and sandals. I noticed Stephen taking in my body in front of him.
"Stop staring!" I laughed while throwing my shorts at him.
"I can't stare at what's mine." he pulled his sunglasses down.
"If you can catch me!" I screamed before running towards the water.
I turn and looked back to see him chasing me.
As I hit the water, I relaxed as the cool water took over my body.
For a second I felt the world stop it was just me and my thoughts. It felt nice but then was brought back to reality when Stephen picked me up and spun me around for putting me back down in the water."I caught you." he whispered in my ear before kissing my lips.
I pulled away and smiled at him taking in his facial features.
His beautiful gray green eyes and his full eyelashes.
The way his lips curve when he smiled but also how full they are.
And how since his hair was wet it drooped into his face.
"You okay?" he lifted my chin and brought me back to reality.
"Yeah...I'm fine just looking at your face." I looked into his eyes.
"I know I'm good-looking but it's not nice to stare at someone's face." he laughed.
"Whatever." I smiled at him.
For a moment I felt complete when he laughed, as if nothing else mattered.
The day ended with some Chinese takeout at his and another sleepover.
I woke up the next day to an empty bed. There wasn't a note, any music or food cooking.
I got up and did my bathroom business and went to the kitchen. Nothing at all still.
I called his phone, but it was going to voicemail and he wasn't answering my texts.
Weird.
I got dressed and got my stuff and took a taxi home.
It was Saturday and I have weekend's off so I stayed in the WHOLE day, I mean literally the whole day.
It was midnight I had already eaten some pizza rolls and was watching 'Are you the one' on MTV.
But still no texts from Stephen and when I still called him It went to voice mail. I felt like he was ignoring me.
I went to bed with thought,of Stephen dumping me like nothing and I had the worst time falling asleep.
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Vogue's Butterfly (under construction)
Teen FictionStephen James is a model, but he has a deeper past that he has been running away from. Karla Rezy is a beautiful innocent girl that has never been in dangers way. When the two clash.. they destroy everything in their path @therealKarlaJ @whoiselijah