Changing Alex (URBAN)

Chapter 3

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I opened my eyes. the sun was trying its hardest to beam through the dark thick curtains he had put up. i rose up, sliding the covers off me softly trying not to wake him & walked to the bathroom. i peered in the mirror. since i had no type wash rag... water was my only option, i cuffed my hands under the faucet & splashed & scrubbed my face with my hand. my teeth gone have to wait. i walked back into the room to an awake antwan.

"hey" i said faking a smile.

he didnt speak back. he just picked up his phone from the table & walked out. it didnt take long for me to hear the shower. i snatched my phone off the charger & called neasha... the phone rung, once... twice... three times... & a fourth before she answered.

"hello?... bitch where you at?" she said, sounding like she was trying to be mad.

" antwans house, where the fuck you at ?"

"oh... i just got home."

"where was you?"

"drew's... you stayed over there?"

"ut. yea.."

"aw, shitttttt..." she exclaimed.

i shouldnt have told her that cause i swear shes about to be on my neck about it.

"iron my work clothes for me please?"

" igotchu, i gotchu"

i hung up without saying bye. i know shes over there thinking super hard about me & him... i know she'll ask when i get home, but i cant even give her an answer ; i dont know my damn self. the shower ceased & antwan walked in with a towel wrapped around his waist. his body is nice, he wasnt one of those skinny ass niggas that looked as if you might break em or hurt him if you sat on they lap, he was thick... not fat but thick. he had a six pack, & big triceps, he could pass for a football player. his whole appearance turned me on. he slipped his feet in a pair of house shoes that sat at the door of the room, then walked out... shortly after, returning fully dressed.

"you ready?" he asked, picking up the remote & flipping off the tv.

i nodded. then followed him outside to his car. it didnt take long for us to get to neshas, but the whole way there was silent. he seemed so different from lastnight. i got out of the car & he immediatley pulled off. i walked in the house.

"lanesha?" i yelled.

"in my room"

i followed the trail of her voice back to her room, she was sitting on her bed her face glued on the screen of her phone.

"you look... comfortable" she blurted out, looking me up & down.

"their antwans clothes, shutup" i said, walking over to my duffle bag. i pulled out a pair of underwear & panties.

"my work clothes?" i asked.

she pointed to the ironing board that held my clothes.

"so what happened?" she asked still intune with her phone.

"whatchu mean?" i walked into the restroom & started the shower then got in. i left open the door so our conversation continued.

"i mean, wassup? yall fuck or what?"