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AppealFanFic: Chapter 14

• Sonya •

I couldn't distinguish the look that Cade had on his face. I wasn't sure if it was anger that was building up into rage, or whether he was just in deep thought at the moment. We were now back at his place, and sitting in the living room doing nothing nothing. It was obvious that he had something on his chest that he wanted to speak on... I wish he would stop being such a bitch and speak up. "Cade, what's wrong?"

"I'm gucci." Rolling my eyes, I folded my arms across my chest as I waited for him to tell me that truth. He doesn't like liars, yet he is one. Looking over at me after he didn't hear a response, he sighed once he saw the annoyed expression on my face. "Aight, I'm just a little fed up is all."

"Why? What's-"

"What Cole said is still fresh in my mind. Cole ain't even pull shit like that with me before. Why would he just randomly say that you sucked his dick?" My face began to heat up as I tried my best not to fidget in my seat. His hard eyes on me had me feeling like he knew that something was up. "He's obviously jealous of us. I didn't tell you this before, but C oletried pushing up on me once. The night-"

"What?! Why the fuck you ain't tell me, Sonya? That's why his hating ass was acting so fishy..." Nodding, I slid myself closer to him on the couch. I tuned out his babbling, and used my thumb to massaged his stiffened cheek. I didn't feel bad for lying to Cade, since I didn't really lie to him. Cole did indeed push up on me that night in the kitchen. He pressed his huge member up against me too, but I won't let Cade know all of that. "Yo, are you even listening to me?"

"Sorry.... What did you say?" He smacked his lips before swatting my hand away from his face. "I said did that nigga touch you in any way? I don't care if it was a simple ass handshake, did he touch you? And don't lie to me, Sonya." I pouted because he was really chastising me like he was my father or something. "I ain't falling for that pouting shit today." Damn, that was my only way out of this conversation.

"He didn't touch me. He just got in my face, a little too close for my liking, and told me that I was pretty."

"You sure that's all he did?" Nodding, I decided to change the serious mood that recently overtook the room. I quickly climbed on top of him, so that I could now be sitting on his lap. "Please fix your face, baby. I hate when you're upset." I connected my lips with his neck, and sucked softly as I waited for him to straighten out his face. "Why you always tryna start some shit? Knowing damn well that you ain't tryna fuck." He slowly removed my little body from his lap, and placed me back in my previous seat to the left of him.

I watched as he got up from his seat at the couch and started for the exit. "Cade!" Glancing over his shoulder, he only shook his head at me before continuing his walk out of the living room. Smacking my lips loudly, I quickly snatched my purse from the coffee table in front of me, and started for the exit as well. I wasn't about to stay here and deal with this nasty ass attitude of his.

"Where you going?" He called out once I made it to the front door. He actually watched me storm all the way to the front door before he decided to speak up. "I'm going home, since its obvious that you don't want me here. " I crossed my arms over my chest as I waited for him to apologize to me, and then maybe offer that I come into his room with him.

"So you bout to take the bus? Cause I don't really feel like driving you home right now." He awkwardly scratched the back of his head. When I tell you that my jaw dropped. "Fuck you, Cade."

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I slammed the front door to my house extremely hard before checking that the locks were all turned. "I am so fucking annoyed," I mumbled to myself as I started for the stairs. "Come here, Sonya." I rolled my eyes upon hearing my mother's voice. It's been exactly one week since we had that nasty argument upstairs in my bedroom. We weren't back on good terms yet, and that was only because she didn't apologize to me yet. She needed to apologize for snooping through my stuff, and then having the nerve to confront me about it like she had any business searching through my drawers in the first place.