deja vu | -SLOBONMYKNOB

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KAELAS POV
"Hey, Tyler." I smiled greatly, opening my front door wider, letting him come in.
"Hey baby." He replied, kissing my check.
"I missed you.." I whispered in his ear.
"I missed you ma." He said, placing his lips on mine.
I feel him suddenly wrap his hands around my neck, choking me slowly.
I gasped for air, unfortunately unsuccessful to inhale any oxygen. "T-Ty-" I tried to speak.
I suddenly see my dad.
He chucks a pistol in my face.
"You deserve to die. No one loves you, slut." He laughed.
"No.. Tyler loves me.." I tried to whisper.
"You wish I did, whore. Youre just another toy. Close your legs, bitch." Tyler laughed.
My dads finger went on the trigger...
BOOM!
I shot up, sweating, and breathing heavily. I grabbed my inhaler, and pumped it twice.
Light was nowhere to be found through the windows.
I checked the time on my iphone.
6:05 AM
I sighed. I know Im not going to be able to go to sleep. I got off the comfy ass white bed, slipped on my adidas slip ons, and turned the light switch on. I admired their crib, it made me feel rich. I looked at the two nightstands that were on each side of the queen bed. One lamp sat on each of the glass nightstands. I walked into the bathroom. I turned the light on, and stared at myself in the giant mirror that sat in front of the sink. I stared at my eye. The red dot wasn't that big, but it was noticable if I move my eye in a certain direction. I lowkey looked dope as fuck honestly.
I didnt like the fact of how it came there though. As much as I dont want to leave, I need to go as soon as possible. Maybe tomorrow, shit maybe tonight. I don't wanna be near Tyler. He doesn't know half of what he did to me.
I washed my face, and put makeup on. I only filled my eyebrows in a bit. I changed and quietly went downstairs and tried to find their kitchen. Yo, they got so much rooms. When I found their kitchen, I opened their fridge to see actual heaven.
In fact, their whole kitchen was. All the good cereal, icecream, koolaid, and other snacks. I ended up finding pancake mix, eggs, milk, syrup, whipped cream, and sprinkles.
I took out their only single pan and turned on the stove.
I made breakfast, and by the time I finished it was 10 AM. I took long most of the time because I drifted off into space. I need to stop doing that shit though. I made a huge stack, with bacon, and made koolaid.
I hear someone coming down the stairs.
"Yo what the fuck is that bomb ass smell?"
Earl comes down and looks at whats on the table. His eyes widen.
"Well good morning to you too, Ky!" He smiled lazily.
"Sorry I invaded your kitchen." I laughed as he took a few pancakes and bacon. I grabbed the syrup and poured it on. I then sprinkled some sprinkles and whipped cream on top. I handed him a fork when he told me where they were.
Everyone started coming downstairs.
"Yo, Ky cooks the bombest food!" Earl exclaims.
I know his name is Thebe, but I feel I aint known him much to call him that. Im disrespecting his ways and shit.
I gave everyone some pancakes and designed it, put smiley faces and shit.
I poured koolaid in their cups and bacon on their plate. I waited in the living room. My eyes began to close. I was tired, and I could already feel the dark eyebags form under my eyes.
"MORNING BABYTYLER!" I hear Jasper yell.
I shut my eyes. I dont want to give any pancakes to him or anything.
"Nigga get the fuck off me!" Tyler groaned.
"Eat this shit yo, Ky cooked it." Earl cheered.
"Uh, where is she?" I heard Tyler whisper.
"She's in the living room." Taco answered. I squinted my eyes, trying to open them as little as possible, and I see Tyler peek his head out to stare at me.
"This bitch knocked out." Tyler stated.
I shut my eyes.
"She must not like you. I could tell since last night, and the shit you did to her in middle school." Jasper chimed in.
"You guys only met her one day and you're acting like yall know her for years and shit." Tyler commented.
"Shes cool, Ty. You should make shit up with her."
"Hell no, she's trippin over the dumbest shit. Cause I caused a little teasing? Butthurt ass whore." Tyler snorted.
I opened my eyes.
"Who you calling a whore, nigga?" I yelled all of a sudden, stomping in the kitchen.
The boys looked at Tyler in a 'ooo you in trouble now' way.
"You, whore." He repeated.
"Fuck you Tyler, You got a big ass head but you never use it." I defended.
"Shut up Kaela, you trippin over a little thing I did in middle school."
"Little? Nigga you funny. This is exactly what Im talking about. You. Aint. Shit." I raised my voice.
"You say Im spreading rumors, but Ill im spreading is the truth, bitch. You were a little thot! You always hung out with those little douchebags!" He yelled back.
"Nigga, those were my homies! And Dont call me a fucking thot." I yelled, balling my fists once again.
"THOT!" He screamed in my face.
It became silent. My fists whitened by how tight I held them together.
I suddenly swing to his stomach, and he grabs his stomach, groaning.
I knee his crotch as hard as I could. No one disrespects me like that, defenitely not Tyler.
The boys groaned, grabbing their balls as if they felt the pain.
"Dont have intentions of fucking with me? Then don't, bitch." I said sternly. I leave, and before I go , I look at him as he stared at me.
"Burnt the fuck out." I shook my head. I went up the stairs, and found my way back in the guest room. I stayed in there the whole day.

burnt the fuck out.