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Kiarah
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Everyone, my mom, everyone close to you, that's what makes you a person, not your independence- even though that's a big part too.
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You know when you just sit there and think of everything that has happened in your life? And then you wonder about things you could have done differently.....even though there's no way to change them? Yeah, this sort of Thinking happens when you're just laying on your bed with nothing to do. When you've went through all the things I have ans somehow you're still living.
"Kiarah, come downstairs sweety!" My mom yells waking me up from that sappy shit. Dang, I seriously need help.
"Hmmmm?" I ask standing at the end of the stairs. She motions me to come sit down with her and dad sitting at the table. I do as asked but I really do not want to. This ish look serious.
"Well honey, my job is moving again...." He stops, and honestly he needs to say no more. I know exactly where this is going and I don't want to go there. Shit this is it, I'm done moving
"No. No, no, no, no, no, dad! I am so sick of moving you just don't know! I'm staying here." I say.
"You have a choice Kiarah. You can come with us or we can buy you an apartment and you live there but we're moving to Hawaii sweety so I don't know how long it'll be before you see us again." Damn. That honestly just put a wave in my mind because I love my parents. Not being able to see them would make me sad. I mean there's face time and all but can that really give you the warmth of them actually being there?
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Nooooooo I'm not ready..... noooooo I don't want you to leave!" Mykal whines like a kid and pulls me into his lap. We start cracking up and I just lay there enjoying the feeling us just us. He leans down and kisses my neck.
"I don't want to leave ethier." I moan as he puts more pressure on my neck.
"Then don't." He whispers his breath tickling my ear. "I'll pay for you to go visit them whenever you want just don't leave me." He laughs, picking me up and throwing me on his bed. Damn, this dude is gorgeous, seriously.
"Seriously? Damn! I got you hooked hunh?" I say cracking up. "Who would have thought a thug falls in love?"
"Shut up before I change my mind. You right I don't know how I fell in love with a smart ass like you." He grins leaning down to his me but I turn my head at the last moment causing him to kiss my check instead of my mouth. "Oh so you want to play that way, hunh?" He laughs getting off of me and walking to the bathroom. His phone starts going crazy with vibrations and I see the call is from Sasha. I click ignore but 20 seconds later she calls again so I just answer.
"Haven't you learned your lesson by now hoe? Why are you still calling? " I answer.
"Han? Oh, Kiarah, Helllloooooo! Obviously he didn't tell you.....we had sex over this weekend. And if you don't believe me ask him. Ta ta now!" She says ending the call. Yeah right, stupid hoe.
"Why do you have my phone Kiarah?" Mykal asks coming into his room with his shirt off and lord have mercy.
"Sasha was blowing up your phone claiming you too had sex." I say staring at him for his reaction. And let me tell you, Its not the reaction I want...at all. I expected his ass to laugh it off and call the hoe crazy but instead he's looking at me with sheer guilt. What the hell?
"Look Kiarah, don't go jumping to conclusions but for once, she's not lying. " He says slowly as if he's testing me.
"Tell me you were drugged or something Mykal!" I attempt to yell but my voice doesn't agree because it starts cracking.
"She has something on me Kiarah.........she told me that If I didn't have sex with her she'd tell....I had to." See I always thought that even though we had our problems me and Mykal could always talk and be open about him. But I was wrong. Saying nothing I grab my purse and my keys and I just walk out. He doesn't even attempt to fallow me and I know exactly why.
Mykal
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You know that feeling you get when you've fucked up and you know there's nothing you can do to change the outcome? That's how I felt when I watched Kiarah walk right out on me. I wish I had something to say that would make this sound better but there's nothing. I can't walk around the truth, not this time, I fucked up.
I don't know why I slept with Sasha. It all seems so stupid now because it was something I should have just told Kiarah and it would be different, but I didn't. I let my need to be secretive ruin my relationship with the only girl I've come to really love. And when that settles in, it makes even a thug like me want to cry.
"Damn niggah you really fucked up!" My mom says popping me on my head. This is why I love my mom, she gives it to you like only a real female can.
"You don't think I already know this mom? What do I do? I mean she's probably going to leave with her pops now....man mom I really like that girl." Man, I feel like a female dog right now.
"First of all you need to say the whole truth. You don't like that girl you love that girl. Second of all you need to go haunt her down and tell her that before she leaves you and never comes back. I didn't teach my son to be no bitch." She says and then goes back to cleaning. Damn, she's right.
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Walking up to Kiarahs house I notice the worst. The house is empty, and there's a for sell sign in the grass. Damn her family moves fast....and reality kicks in..
She's gone, she's really gone and this time I don't know where to find her.

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