-LOVE SPELL-
By: Brytiana Bennett
Swoosh! The sound of the waves made It all feel like A dream at first, that morning I woke up thinking about the choices I had made
and why I had made them. Not that the night I had was bad,but the person I was lying next to was. He was the guy I claim i'd never fall
in love with, let alone talk to. A dreadful sin I claimed i'd never stumble upon,let alone cross but I did. It was to late to turn back
and try to fix anything that had happened, although I didn't mind the half of it. After I eased my way to the edge of the soft bed
that had the best sheets,which smelled as if it had came straight from the cleaners,I reminisced on the time I'd had with him.
Of course I didn't want to wake him, so I decided to go ahead and leave,maybe i'll call him later. Making my way to the stairs
I couldn't fight the urge to stop looking behind me as I reached the last step. As soon as I opened my door a sweet
hallow voice came up behind me with one arm around my waist. I honestly didn't feel like talking to him,although it wasn't his
fault that I had crossed that line, I closed the door and turned around to see his beautiful face that favored an angel,
and eyes that would melt you if you were chocolate.He looked straight into my eyes and said " I had a great time with you"
he paused for a brief minute and said "your different" by the look on his face I knew that he was serious, but my face was more
like a "don't say im different" kind of look. I immediately got over it when his perfect round shaped lips crashed into mine.
He wasn't a bad kisser at all, and his breath tasted like the orange juice he had stored in his refrigerator.The wind from the
waves blew my silky black hair back, and at that moment I knew it was time to stop. After we loosened our lips he smiled,
and chuckled lightly.It was the cutest thing in the world.I smiled back and gave him a one-arm hug and kissed his cheek goodbye.
Its not like I wanted to leave him,he had a house that was almost as big as the white house,and a heart bigger than any guy
i've met.Even my boyfriend's heart had nothing on his.That's right I said boyfriend.I didn't mean to cross the line with Jay,but he
had a way of making me feel like I meant something to him that means more than life itself,and to me that was pretty special.
Whenever I got into my car I grabbed my phone and saw that I had five missed calls and about seven text messages.It was
pretty clear to me who they were all from,however when I opened them neither the missed calls or texts were from the one and
only person I've been with my whole life.My boyfriend.Sometimes I guess I knew where my boyfriends head was at, he was
always focused on his work and school.This was our last year of high school but we both were already ahead of our class.
I was a straight A student with a solid 4.0 GPA, and he was also a straight A student with a 4.3 GPA. there was absolutely
no stopping us at our game. Anyway I arrived at my place where he was lying on the couch watching the game between the
Spurs and Miami Heat.I glanced at him once and he asked me to come here.Maybe he knew what I had did, maybe he
didn't but I was prepared to tell him.After a hard 4 minute stair he finally opened his mouth to say "I'm sorry".If you were
here you probably would have laughed at the face I had made because I was more confused than anything.
I asked him why, and he gave me a reasonable explanation that I couldn't argue with.That wasn't half as bad as what
I was going to have to say sorry for.I inhaled a large amount of air and told him everything.He was furious at first,but me and
him both knew that he was better than getting mad.He glared at me eccentrically and gave me a big hug.Puzzled didn't
describe how I felt about what he just did,but he kissed my cheek and said that he forgives me and later ill regret it.Funny
thing is he was right,because I regretted everything that night.Then again,I didn't.A few days passed and all I could think
about was Jay.We were already best friends and he always protected me. His protection was a way of showing that
he loved me I guess because if anything would happen to me he would yell until he got his point across.You can say he was
your typical bad boy, but he wasn't any kind of a killer.I loved that about him.What I didn't like about him was the fact that
he had More potential than any kind of a so called "Thug" that I know. Jay was smart and could build anything he set his
beautiful mind to.My dad loved him a little more than me because of it,It didn't bother me though.The only thing is, Jay
doesn't do so well with male authorities since his father died and left him that big beautiful house about a year ago.
We never talk about it,but he shouldn't keep it bottled up.So because I just couldn't get him off of my mind I decided to
go see him.He came outside the house as soon as I called.He welcomed me in and offered me the french chicken and rice
he had cooked.It was amazing.After we finished we just went into his extraordinary unique room and lied down , it was romantic
kind of because his lights were dimmed , the tv was on , but on low and we just watched the waves in each-others arms.
He had me under his Love spell,I didn't mind though.Maybe I'm crazy or something but I must have been dreaming again because
when I woke up I was Lying where he had been buried.
To be continued...
