Bandit Sequel: Ending the drama with Viola and her vicious team wasn't easy for Zee and Bricks. It took a lot to get them where they are now, happy in the city of Los Angeles, California. However, their kids seem to have their own drama now that the...
Art is a kind of confession, more or less oblique. All artists, if they are to survive, are forced, at last, to tell the whole story; to vomit the anguish up. – James Baldwin
4 am...
India...
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I enter the house, closing the door behind me quietly while putting my drenched umbrella in the holder. After classes yesterday, I went out to just clear my mind on the situation with Kane. It's starting to bother me the way we have to sneak around, and I hate lying to my parents.
Also, I'm jealous that Imer and Imani can parade around in public with their significant others, and I have to pretend to be single. Kane keeps begging me to not tell them, but I don't think I can do this any more. At least not after tonight.
I walk through the house to the elevator, boarding it pressing lower level. The doors open and the lightening brightens up the dark hall. I skim the rooms looking for Kane's, trying to make sure I go in the right room. The thunder roars causing me to jump from the shadow behind me.
"Fuck you doing down here?" Bully's deep voice startles. I hold my chest, and breathe heavily.
"Bully you scared me."
"And Ima ask again, fuck is your fast ass doing down here?" Bully raises his brows and I frown, fiddling with my fingers.
"I'm looking for Kane." I mumble. Bully looks at me suspiciously.
"For what?"
"I need to talk to him. I need a ride to my afternoon classes tomorrow, well today." I lie, I don't have classes tomorrow.
"Oh, well his room is the third door on the right. I don't think he's up though." Bully confirms, walking around me.
"Ok. I'll catch him in the morning then." I mumble, walking off toward the steps. I peek around the wall, seeing Bully walk to the door of the hall to his room closing the door. I tip toe over to Kane's room, twisting the door revealing it's locked.
I take a bobby pin out my ballerina bun, picking the lock. The door opens and I enter, closing the door quietly so I wouldn't wake him. I sit my bag on the dresser while stripping off my rain coat. I kick off my sneaks, taking off my shirt and jeans leaving on my bra and panties.
I pull the covers up from the foot of the bed, crawling to head of the bed with Kane. I lay on top of him, laying my head in the crook of his neck feeling him pull the covers up and wrap his arms around me.
"You not suppose to be down here India." I sit up, watching his eyes flutter open. He licks his lips, flexing his jaw as I lean in kissing him. I put my hand on his neck, sighing as we kissed deeply.
"I just want you body against mine Kane, please." I whisper pulling back. I know I'm not suppose to be down here, but I don't care anymore. It is what it is.
