One In A Million

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Talia POV

After I yelled at Jason I just went up to my room and locked myself in there. He came up and tried to get me out but I just didn't. It has been probably two hours by now and he should have been gone. I stretched and got out my bed. I walked out my room and went downstairs. Right when I got downstairs, Marisa came home from work. Jason could have at least told me he left so that I could watch Loriana. He lucky she was sleeping.

"Hey Marisa." I said reaching the bottom of the steps and giving her a quick hug. I followed her in to the kitchen and took a piece of banana bread from the fridge.

"How was work?' I asked taking a seat. She shrugged and started taking out some pots and pans.

"It was same old same old. My boss is on my ass for no reason." She said rolling her eyes. I started to chuckle but played it off as a cough.

"Or maybe he wants that ass." I said under my breath. She turned around with her mouth open.

"Oh my gosh Talia. Trust me, he don't want all this. He is married." She said. I nodded and cleaned up my crumbs.

"Have you and Jason slept together yet?" She asked not looking at me. She started to take out some pasta, Alfredo sauce, and chicken.

"Omg. No, no ,no, no. Not all all Marisa. We are not there yet." I said holding my chest. That question diffidently caught me by surprise.

"Alright. I am just wondering because you guys are pretty deep in to your relationship." She said. I shook my head and got out my seat.

"Nah, we are but I am focused on school and graduating this year with everyone else. I don't have time to fuck with him and have the possibility of becoming pregnant. I actually want to go to college too." I said. She nodded and started to boil some pasta.

"That's nice. What do you want to go to college for?" She asked. I have been thinking about this ALOT.

"Well, I am thinking about becoming a pediatric nurse or a surgical doctor or pharmacist." I said. I just really want to do something that has to do with medicine and stuff like that. I gave Marisa another hug and went upstairs. I got some errands to run kind of. No I am not going to Dylans house. I don't got time for people to be on my ass today.

I changed in to a pair of hot pink Hollister sweatpants with a matching sweater, all black Nike Free runs, and put my hair up in a messy bun. I feel so comfortable. I grabbed my keys and phone and head out the house. I got in to my truck and drove Burger King. I ordered food for the guys at the trap house because I am guessing they may be hungry. Niggas lucky I am paying for this shit. I carried the food back to my car and bumped in to someone while walking. I almost dropped my stuff. I looked up and started laughing.

"Nigga, you did that on purpose. I hate you." I said walking past Dylan. I heard him laugh and his footsteps come towards me.

"No, I am sorry. You are just so short that I couldn't see you. All the way down there." He said over exaggerating,

"Shut up. I am not that short that you can miss me." I said putting the food in my back seat.

"You never came to my house for dinner, ma." He said leaning on my car. I leaned across from him and smirked.

"Sorry but you know whats up."I said looking at my nails that need to be refilled.

"Oh I see. Boy got you on lock down." He said. I laughed and playfully slapped his chest.

"No, I am my own woman. I just was to tired to argue with him." I said. He nodded his head then looked at me, licking his lips.

"Alright...well...I guess I will be on my way." I said. I turned around but was turned back around by Dylan and he quickly placed his soft lips on mine. It took me a couple seconds before I forced him off of me. I stood there with my mouth parted slightly surprised as hell.