Beloved: Lovable, yet in a non sexual way. Able to love one without purpose of intercourse. Means special in a way that is beyond that of lust, but means the purest of love.
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"Rayne you better stay away from that boy." my best friend looks at me oddly.
"But-"
"But nothing. How can you seriously say you wanna be around somebody like that, he wouldn't have to tell me twice to stay away from him...he sounds crazy" she shakes her head wiping down an empty booth. We both work at a small pizza parlor in what some people may call the "hood" so when I saw she was on the schedule I couldn't wait to tell her about the Sunday I had. "He's not as bad as he tries to act though. I wanna be his friend so bad Nova" I laugh making a whining noise.
"Girl...are you attracted to him?" she whispers.
"Oh No, God no" I frown. I won't and I'll never look at him or any guy in that light. I have a fiancé that I'm madly in love with so there's no need to even look at other guys, it's like I see them but I don't really see them. Jacob is the only boy I'm attracted to and that's how it'll forever be. "Dang he must be really ugly" she laughs. "Oh no, God no" she mocks laughing harder than before.
"Nova shutup" I elbow her seeing our last two customers looking at us from the front of the store. Once the customers leave I flip the sign to closed and I lock the door.
We clean up each workspace including the bathrooms which I hate. We usually rotate when we're working together and it just so happens to be my night. "Rayne my babysitter has an emergency and needs to go home. Will you be okay by yourself?" Nova asks still on the phone. I nod shooing her away, I know being a single mom is tough from her experience. If her babysitter can't stay then she needs to go, I'm sure I'll be fine by myself. It'll only take me a few minutes to finish up.
"Thank you" she mouths walking away. I hear her leave so I continue to clean. After cleaning each stall I wash my hands then I grab my purse heading for the door. Right as I open it my phone rings only for me to see it's my old friend Alyssa calling me for the fourth time this week. Alyssa is somebody I hung out with after my mother passed away, when we hung out nothing good came out of it. I don't blame her for my actions back then whatsoever because we were both going through things at the time but I had to cut that part of my life off. I'm not sure why she's suddenly calling me out the blue but I figured it can't be for anything good and to be quite honest I don't want to find out.
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"Strumming my pain with his fingers...Singing my life with his words" I sing softly driving through all the backroads to get home. The main roads has way too much traffic for me on the weekends so this is the only way I'lI get home in a timely manner.
"Killing me softly with his song" I sing loudly tapping my finger on the steering wheel. As I approach a stop sign I see somebody sitting on their back porch smoking with a half empty alcohol bottle sitting next to them. As a car turns on the street the headlights exposes the person's face.
Lexus.
I make a U turn without second guessing then I park my car by the curb. Once I unbuckle my seatbelt reality starts to set in. Lexus told me himself to stay away from him but here I am about to walk up to his porch. I've never been so curious about somebody in my entire life and it's killing me. I just wanna ask him if he's okay at least since he kinda looks distressed.
The moment I take steps to walk up the porch the sound of dogs starts to bark from the neighboring yard causing him to look up with red puffy eyes.
"Rayne?" his voice comes out much raspier than usual as his face contorts from sad to angry then to confused. "Fuck is you doin' hea? You stalking me?"
"N-No" I look down at the chipped white paint on the stairs as he approaches me angrily.
"What? Speak up"
"I said no. I'm sorry" I turn around immediately regretting the decision to get out my car. I probably seem like some crazed preacher's kid off a Lifetime movie when that's not the case at all. "Wait" he grabs my wrist causing me to stop mid step. My mouth gets dry looking between his hand on my wrist and his face.
"My bad" he let's my wrist go once he notices my discomfort. "You wanna come in?" he asks softly.
