Chyna Doll 2 - Cant Escape The Past

C H A P T E R - 4

"Never let the pain from your past punish your present and paralyze your future."- Ritu Ghatourey

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Part 1

1 week later . . .

"Where you at, I don't see you?" Tahj questioned over the phone. I had just arrived in New York and I honestly was excited. Getting to see Tahj after not seeing him in a few days added on to that excitement and plus spending time with his family was also fun.

"I see you though," I smiled walking up behind him. Even though the airport was crowded I could spot my boyfriend anywhere. I kept the phone to my ear and giggled at him as he looked around him trying to spot me.

"Yo stop playin' and come on Chy." He sighed obviously getting irritated with my games. I removed the phone from my ear and hung up on him. I walked up behind him and grabbed his butt. He turned around with the most hateful look on his face before realizing it was just me. "What I tell you 'bout that gay shit." He tried to play mad but pulled me into a tight hug.

"You lowkey like it, don't front." I laughed dropping my luggage and wrapping my arms around his torso.

"Don't get fucked up in front of all these people," He replied then bent his head down to peck my lips repeatedly. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." He let me go and picked up my bags from the floor then grabbed my hand so we could leave.

We made small talk all the way outside to what I guess was his rentel since the car we approached wasn't his.

"Rentel?" I asked watching him put my things in the trunk of the all black challenger.

"Nah my brothers."

"Which one?" I wondered as he held the passenger door open for me to climb in. He shut the door once I was in the seat then walked around to the drivers side; then started up the car.

"Blake." He responded to my question once he started driving.

I furrowed my eyebrows and wondered how was he able to just get out of jail and purchase this kind of car. "The one from jail, how is that even possible?"

"Yeah, and stop being nosey, nosey ass."

"I'm not being nosey just not tryna get pulled over from being in a stolen car."

He looked over at me before focusing back on the road. "Ain't nobody steal shit. He had this joint before he got locked up."

"Oh, well where is this mystery brother at that you adore so much?"

"He's at my moms, you'll meet him soon." I nodded my head in response deciding to keep quiet the rest of the way. Tahj reached over and turned up the volume of the music then grabbed my hand into his.

We were driving for a good while before he pulled into the garage of the Hyatt and parked. I figured we would stay at his parents house but I see he had other plans. I removed my seatbelt and exited the car after him. He grabbed my bags then locked the doors to the car and told me to come on.

Once we got to the room, I didn't notice how tired I was until I laid across the bed.

"Ain't no sleepin' we just came to drop this off." Tahj spoke up standing over me.

"Can I just take a quick nap, like that's all I need and then we can leave. Or you can just go and I'll take a Uber to your moms," I mumbled tiredly.

"We not gone be there long Chy I swea' now come on." He said then slapped my butt.

I groaned and finally pulled myself up from the bed and followed him back out the hotel room and to the car. I didn't know how far we were from his moms house so I just decided to catch a quick lil cat nap.

"Ay come on, we here," Tahj shook me getting me to wake up. I rubbed my eyes and combed through my hair with my hand before getting out of the car. To say I was tired was an understatement, I was exhausted. I just haven't been able to sleep like I wanted to because my nightmares about what happened three years ago have returned.

It took me a year just to mentally get over what had happened and for the dreams to stop now all of a sudden they were starting back up again. Usually when I have nightmares there's always something bad about to happen. I wish I knew what it was so I could prevent what was going to happen but lets face it, we all know bad things stay happening to me.

I had been away from drama and everybody who I was associated with three years ago and I wanted it to stay like that. I just really hope these nightmares are just that-- nightmares, and nothing else.

Tahj and I walked up to walkway to his moms house. He opened the screen door then walked into the house since the door was already open. As soon as I stepped in my stomach automatically made noises indicating I was hungry just by the smell of food.

"Hungry ass." Tahj laughed.

"You heard that?" I asked wide eyed.

"Me and everybody else in New York."

"Don't be dramatic, it wasn't that loud." I pushed him then walked futher into the house towards the kitchen where I knew the food was. When I got into the kitchen I spotted Tahj's mom Mrs. Bennett, and his younger sister Ryelle.

Ryelle was the first to spot me as she jumped up from her chair and ran into me bringing me into a tight hug. Over the years of being with Tahj, Ryelle and I had grown close. She was like the little sister I always wanted, we would talk almost everyday and when we didn't talk we would text. Even though she was only seventeen you wouldn't know just because she was so mature.

"Ry I can't breathe," I laughed.

"Ryelle let the girl go." Mama Bennett called over to her. Ryelle dropped her hands and then walked back to the chair she was just sitting in while I walked over to acknowledge Mama Bennett.

"Hey mama," I hugged her and kissed her cheek, as she gave me a side hug not wanting to get the flour she had on her hands from frying chicken on my clothes.

"Hey baby." She responded. "How was ya flight."

"It was okay, I'm glad to finally be here though." I replied eyeing some of the already done chicken. Making my mouth water.

"The food is almost done Chyna," She laughed.

"Good because I'm starving, your son didn't even ask if I was hungry or anything when he picked me up from the airport." I pouted. She turned towards him and glared after dropping a few more pieces of wings into the greasem.

"I knew you was cookin' ma that's why I didn't." He defended himself.

I laughed at him and once she turned her back to check on the chicken he flicked me off.

Mad ass.

I walked over to the table and was about to sit on his lap but he blocked me. "Stop being petty."

"You always tryna get me in trouble." He fake pouted. I rolled my eyes and leaned down to kiss his poked out lips. He smiled then pulled me onto his lap.

"Not in my damn kitchen y'all won't." Mama Bennett yelled.

"Yeah stop being nasty." I heard a voice yell out behind me. That voice, I know it. If I ever forgot anything, the voice that belonged to the person standing behind me I would never forget.

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Once this person is revealed the drama will start & y'all know how I love drama so get ready lol * evil laugh *