Zoee
I walked further into the house and found that my mom was no where to be found. Where could she be at this time of night. My next two questions were for Jermaine and the reasons on why he was sleeping on my couch when I or my mom wasn't home. To get my questions I just had to wake this nigga up and find out. I tried tapping him because I didn't want to scare him but he was in to deep of a sleep.
"Jermaine wake up..Jermaine" I shook his body a little causing him to wake right up.
He looked up at me and smiled "Your alright huh"
"Yeah I'm good wassup with you sleeping on my couch tho"
Jermaine sat up and rubbed his eyes "I came looking for you cause some dudes had said that some shit went down so I came here to see what was up but you weren't here and your mom was on her way downstairs to play cards so she told me that I could sit and wait so I did and I ended up falling asleep"
"Wait does my mama know that I was selling"
"No but since you have so many damn questions let me ask some so what happened to you"
I sighed "I got arrested but it's good I ain't got no charges and I'm home"
"Who bailed you out and brought you home" He was being to nosey acting like he was my daddy or something
I looked at him crazy "No one you need to worry about"
"Oh that's how it is now" He smiled
I nodded "Yeah you can go home now not trying to rude or anything"
He stood up "So what happened between us we used to be so close and now we act like we don't even know each other anymore"
"People change" I just stood there not wanting to have this conversation with him tonight. I was just not in the mood.
He nodded "Zoee I always smoked weed I mean-"
"Jermaine you just don't get it. That's not why I stopped fucking with you the reason I stopped fucking with you is because you started to act like every other nigga out here selling dope and smoking weed. Instead of you being my go to the person that I know would push me and help me stay on my shit you became a whole different person"
I stood there and looked at him for a moment. Watching him not get what I just said was pissing me off and it made me want to punch the shit out of him. His silence him not saying anything told me that he didn't care or that he wasn't getting it.
"See what I mean like your not you. I miss that old Jermaine that would sit on the roof and have a couple cans and start rapping about the shit we was going through" I wanted to say more but I decided not to say it "Never mind let yourself out" I turned to walk into my room but he grabbed my arm
He pulled me closer to him and wrapped me up in a hug "Im sorry you feel like that Zoee. I just got a lot of shit going through my mind right now that's all. I'm the same Jermaine the same dude talking about how we gone be getting out of here together I promise"
I looked up at him "Jermaine don't make a promise that you can't keep"
"Okay but I'll make this promise to you" He paused and looked at me "I promise that I will always love you no matter what goes on between us or around us"
I looked up at him and I could tell that he meant it and I don't know what came over me but I stood on my tip toes and kissed him. The sparks were there and the fireworks were shooting up into the air. His hands began to roam and the kiss got deeper. He led me to the couch and laid me down. I wanted go there but I just couldn't.
I pulled away and put my hands on his chest "I can't do this"
"What you mean you can't do it"
I pushed his off of me and stood up "I'm sorry but I can't"
"Zoee.."
"Can you please just go" I said on the verge of tears
He sighed "Yeah I guess" He kissed my cheek as he passed me "I love you"
I turned my head as he walked out the door and tried not to cry. I was so fucking confused about my feelings for him. I knew I loved him but I wasn't sure if I loved him in that way. Did the kiss really mean something.
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Born Sinner
FanfictionThe name Is Zoee and I'm an BORN SINNER. Being raised in Compton and seeing people get shot and killed or people selling drugs on the corner is nothing out if unusual. We have people having babies at fourteen and people dying at twelve. I mean its j...