His Obsession

Chapter 1

(A week later ..)

As my alarm went off, all I did was look ober at it and pushed it off of my nightstand aggressivly. I've been off all day.. that flashback from three years ago kept running through my head. No time soon did I want to see Jacob. Hell, in fact I couldn't even remember what he looked like. Everytime I'd have that flashback his face would be blurred.. And whatever he had said at the end of my flashback would be blurred as well .

Remembering "You'll regret everything that happened between us, and not the good shit either." Was the only sentence I could remember. But that sentenced confused the hell out of me. What did he mean by that? I mean all the arguements that we had were supposedly "my fault".. But its not li--

"Cause' the only thing ya' takin.. Is your clothes off,.. go head' girl, strip it down, close ya' mouth, I just wanna hear your body talk .." Started to ring through my phone. it was Kiss Land by The Weeknd set as my alarm. my second alarm at that.. I groaned in frustration and turned it off.

I sat up in bed, stretching and let out all of my frustrating groans before getting out of bed and making it up.

Once I was done with that, I went to my bathroom and did my daily routine. I turned the shower off and got out, wrapping a towel over my body in the process and walked out of the bathroom, letting my hair air dry. I grabbed my outfit for today and set it out on my bed. After I dried up and lathered lotion all over my body, I put on my outfit.

I walked back into my bathroom and plugged up my blowdryer. I checked my phone to see how much time I had before I had to leave out for school. my phone said 7:35, I leave the house around 8:20.. I should have enough time to do my hair real quick and eat something.

I sat there and looked at myself in the mirror.

"Fuck it." I said to myself and sighed as my breath blew the bangs out of my face.

I unplugged the blowdryer and grabbed my comb so that I could part it and braid it. Since my hair grew ALOT over the years, this process could've tooken a while..

After I was done putting my hair into too long braids, I went downstairs. I was contemplating on whether or not if I should make some cereal or just get me a bagel.. e.e

Making cereal was too much for me so I went along with making me a bagel. As I did that I poured me a cup of OJ and sat at the table.

~ 5 minutes later..~

I scooted my chair back, got up from the table, and made my way to the sink and put my cup in it.

I checked my phone once again and it said 7:55 . I jogged up to my room and rushed on taking my braids down. my hair was now wavy and fluffed out.

THUMP !

I turned my head over and looked towards my door.

"Dad.?" I yelled from my room. Itwas silent. I walked out of my bathroom, grabbedy bag and my jacket and walked out of my room, closing it behind me.

"Dad." I said walking to his room. His door was closed so I grabbed the door knob and turned it, pushing it open.

When I opened the doorI saw him on the floor stretching and groaning as he managed to get the covers off of him.

I chuckled lowly and closed the door back.

~

As the halls started to become vacant, I grabbed the rest of the books that I needed and closed my locker door.

"BOO!" Chresanto yelled in my face as I turned around.

"Holy shit!" I jumped and dropped my books.