Kyrie
I'm going crazy.
I... I can't think of a way to explain this... Feeling. She's going to ruin my life. Make me lose my sanity. I can't even do anything about it. I have no control.
I'm trapped inside my own mind.
Aiyanna has been wild. Almost out of control wild. It's only been about a month and already she's done things I didn't even think I would ever do.
She used my body. Let other people use it. In the past month she's taken my body count from zero to six. Fucking SIX! In a month! That's including the nigga she sucked in the bathroom in Wendy's.
But the fucked up thing that's threatening to tear me apart is that I liked it. I liked the way the the men would treat her like a bitch and fuck her like one, too. I could feel every nigga she fucked like it was me fucking them.
'Maybe because it is me.'
It is technically my body that Aiyanna is using. It makes sense that I would feel it. I just wish it didn't feel so good. Even if I do somehow get control over my body again, I doubt it would do any good.
Sex is... Addicting. Especially if you get some really good sex for your first time.
Anyway. The only good thing that bitch has done is finding a job. It's at some mall store I don't even shop at, but it pays well. It pays every month and it's the first of September now. That's a good thing because we need more food. Maybe we should apply for some food stamps...
I'm shaken out of my thoughts by Aiyanna calling my name.
"Kyrie! Damn, you need to get out of your head and pay attention," she says sarcastically. Hearing her say that with my voice makes me want to slice my wrist just to shut her up.
'What you want, Aiyanna?' I say tiredly. I am not here for her bullshit right now.
"Just letting you know that we're going to a party tonight. One of the football players invited me. I heard he was, well, you know." She's smirking and laughing as if her slowly ruining my reputation is a joke. I can feel my left eye twitching listening to her laugh.
"We're also going shopping. I need to find an outfit." I finally notice that we're in the backseat of a car driving to what I can assume is the mall.
'Aiyanna,' my voice is tired as it bounces off the walls of my head, 'we need to be buying food before anything else. We barely get paid that much anyway!'
"We can always eat in the cafeteria, Kyrie, damn! You need to loosen up. Don't worry, the dick we're taking tonight should make you feel totally relaxed." We pull up to the mall just as she says this. She pays the driver and gets out of the car before walking towards the mall entrance.
'When did you cash the check?'
"While you were in lala land not paying attention the the world outside of your skull." I felt her roll her eyes.
I sigh and don't say anything after that. Aiyanna is really going to fuck up my life. I get lost in my thoughts again as she goes into a store. There has to be a way to stop her before she does.
'How am I going to do that, though?'
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After an hour in the mall, Aiyanna had finally found the "perfect" outfit and we headed home. When we got there, she invited De'Nari to the party, but he declined because he had homework.
Him saying that reminded me that this bitch barely goes to class! Even though it's only three days a week. She is fucking me over!
She spent almost three hours in the bathroom getting ready. Showering, fleeting, oral hygeine. I got to give her one thing, she is thorough. She put lotion everywhere and put on deodorant before getting dressed.

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AcakKyrie Carter is a 18 year old college freshman with a problem. He likes men. This may not seem like such a big deal this day and age, but Kyrie is battling a crippling mental illness he knows nothing about that makes him feel as if he is wrong for f...