Neighbor (ON HOLD)

Six

Semi-edited

After Kia and I helped with the kitchen, we went upstairs while everyone else went back to gaming.

I laid on the bed on my stomach while I held my phone in hand. Kia was near the egde on hers, facing me. I was stalking my dad's Twitter. He posted one picture of him getting out his car and it looked like someone took It for him. I smiled at him. My Dad was a true model. I'm assuming Kia was stalking people's Instagram. Having nothing else to do, I turned off my phone and laid the side of my head in my arms.

"Gurl, look what Justin posted." she said and turned her phone toward me so I can see it. I looked up at it, narrowing my eyes to the light, got use it to and saw the post. It was a picture of him with I'm guessing his squad, two were African American, one was Mexican and three others were mixed but more on the black side. Justin was in the middle, kneeling down, looking in another direction. I traced my eyes to his caption: live how u want to live. when u don't, u become depressed. I shot up my eyebrows.

"So, he's saying he's living like J Bieb because if he doesn't, he'll become depressed and he's trying to tell the world that?"

Kia shrugged. "I 'unno. I guess he tryna tell people live how you wanna live so you can be happy as fuck."

"Hm." I moaned and laid my head back onto my arms. My eyes automatically closed, starting to doze off.

What seems like hours of sleep, was seconds.

"Son of a bitch!" Kia exclaimed. I jerked up my head and looked at her.

"What?" I asked, sounding sleepy.

"Justin just tagged me. And look what the post is." She showed me her phone screen. I looked at it, scrunching my eyes to the bright light. It was a Made with Viva video that showed a woman riding a man, naked. It then skipped to a man giving a girl anal. love who u wanna love fuck who u wana fuck @moodtia

"Ewww." I said, grossed out. Kia laughed with excitement.

"Gurl, do you know what this mean?!"

I narrowed my eyes in question. "Hm?"

"Gurl, he like me!" she squealed, got up to her feet, bounced on her bed and begin dancing. "Whoo!" I watched her as I laughed. I was proud of her. She finally found who she was going to date...that's when my laughing went to a smile and my smile went out the door. And I still haven't found mine...Maybe it wasn't meant to be for me. Hell, I was still young...Waiiiiit a minute, Kia is the same age as me! Wait, this shit isn't fair!

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I woke up in darkness and felt some pressure on my head. A headache? I don't know. I moved my arm around and realized it was laying ontop of pillow that was on my head. I threw it off and sat up. No Kia. But the light that filled the room hurted my eyes. I winced and got out of bed. I went to the door and opened it up. The upstairs corridor was clear. I looked around and all the doors were closed.

"Hello...?" I called out. No answer. I walked out and went downstairs. The livingroom was empty and so was the diningroom. Was I alone in my friend's house? This was some Home Alone shit right here. I went into the kicthen, and that's when I heard chatter. I looked at there was a open space with a patio door. I blinked in confusion and went to it. I looked out the window, sighing in relief when I saw the family outside. And...for a big backyard, Kia was nowhere to be spotted.

I gasped, jumping back when Shannon spotted me and waved me outside. I swallowed, slid open the door and walked to her.
Shannon embraced me, tightly. "Goodmorning, baby!"

"Man, is it really that early?"

She laughed. "No, baby. It's actually lunch time."

"I slept that late?"

Shannon laughed. "Yeah, I guess."

"Oh. Where's Kia?"

"She...Devontè! Get down from that tree! You can see the neighbor's backyard. Excuse me, baby." Shannon said and left me to go to him. I sighed and went back inside to not invade in the family reunion. I went back to the room, grabbed my phone and called Kia. She answered after several rings.

She giggled. "Stoooooop."

"Kia?"

She giggled more and put her attention to the phone. "Hel'lah?"

"Where are you?" I flushed, a little worried.

"Out with some friends."

"You didn't ask me to go?"

"You was asleep and I didn't want to wake you. Besides, the friends I'm hanging out with ain't your type."

"Cause that bitch a virgin!" I heard someone say in the background and my heart went into pieces. Did Kia tell whoever she was with I was one? Because...no one ever knew.

"Gurl, I godda go. Baii." She hung up immediately. Whimpering, I pulled the phone away from my ear and looked at my screen. She...she hung up on me...without...me knowing she would. Why was she acting like this? I never knew she had friends that were not my type and then she left without telling me. I mean, I give her that because it's her business, but...I whimpered again and folded my arms around my chest. I jumped and looked toward the door, hearing a double knock at it.

It was Roger. "You okay?" he asked, walking in.

"Yeah...I'm okay." I said, sounding brittle. Damn it.

"No, you not." he said and pulled me in for a hug. I snuggled his waist and let him hug me. I was even shocked when I felt his lips kiss my forehead. I looked up at him, seeing his eyes already looking in mine. I closed my eyes and whimpered.

"Shh, shh." he whispered in comfort. He placed one hand on the back of my neck and his other one caressed my cheek. I felt his nose nuzzle against my lips which made my cheeks burn up. Why? I don't know. I didn't even like Roger...well as a friend of course, but not like I did Andy-- *gasp* --Andy...or was I just falling for Roger because of my depression?

A creak at the door made my head look toward the door.

"Oh..." Daveon cooed when he saw us "'Scuse me." he quickly added, reaching in to close the door on us. How embarrassing. I looked over at Roger. He was staring at the door darkly. Looking down, I bit down on my lip and placed my hands on his arms. He obeyed, removing his hands from me.

"Well..." I said. "I have to go. I have to see if my dad's home."

"Can't he just call you?" he asked, looking at me going for my cheeks again. I slipped away, blushing terribly.

"I...I...well, you know..." I said, having no excuse. I just wanted to leave now. Roger nodded, but I could tell he was holding back his anger. I pressed my lips together, feeling all embarrassed. I didn't know what to do or tell him.

"By...bye, Roger." I said and walked around him.

"Jennipher..." Rog called out as I was walking out the door. I looked back at him. "Do you know what you want?" he asked, softly. I opened up my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He nodded and went back upstairs. I slammed my palm against my head, grunting at myself.

"You shouldn't let him get that close to you, Jennipher." I said to myself after closing the door behind me.