Damaged

21

Let's go.

Jordan up there.

David POV

  I woke up later that night asking myself did earlier just happen. I got my answer when I felt my arms wrapped around my baby. He really is here, a nigga mad hype at the moment. He slightly stirred around but that just made me pull him closer to me. I really missed him. It's like when a part of you goes away and you never know when it may come back. You could basically say its like a boomerang that's thrown mad far that may take forever to actually return (I know I basically repeated myself but I wanted to clarify what I'm trying to say). I laid there with him in my arms as I basically played in his hair and just thought about what he had to endure from his parents in the last I don't know, three months or so?

  I have to do something about them soon or else he may not come back at all and I don't know what I would do if that happens. I know he heard me say that I love him earlier and I meant every word  that I said. I really do love this boy so fucking much that it scares me. When he was gone, I basically fell into a depression spell. I couldn't bear going to school because there was too many memories there. I still made sure I turned in my homework and allat because I knew he would've killed me if I fell off that hard. My mom tried to make me go but it was no use if he wasn't there. He was the light at the end of the tunnel. The one thing that could make everything better. If you weren't telling me that you found him or knew where he was at, then you shouldn't bother even talking to me. It's like I couldn't even recognize myself.

  It's funny because we weren't even together when he went missing. At least that's what I thought. We barely spoke and I tried my damnest to avoid him after that whole Dominic thing went down. I failed because later at the party, I was drawn to him like a magnet. I know y'all probably saying "well why did you leave when the lights came on?" I can explain that part, my mom had called me and told me that she had to work late so she wouldn't see me until tomorrow afternoon. I was planning on bringing him back to my crib just to talk and smooth things over. No I wasn't worried about sex, it was too soon for that, plus we still had to figure out if we were together or not. I started to draw smiles circles in his hair as he slept. I guess he started to notice as he woke up and those beautiful hazel eyes fluttered at me. It's like everything stops when he looks at me, damn.

  "I hope I didn't disturb your sleep handsome. How'd did you sleep?" I said smiling at him. "It was great. Your pillows are so soft." he said laying his head on my chest. "What times is it?" he asked. "It's 6:45." I answered him (A/N: They had sex earlier that day, but y'all knew that. Right?). "Jordan is so gonna kill me." he mumbled. "Why wassup?" I asked wondering why he said. "Knowing him, I know he texted me multiple times throughout the day, especially when we got  out of school, and I have yet to respond nor call him. I was a little preoccupied." he said smiling at me. "Just call him and let him know that you with me. He should be cool once he hears that." I suggested. "It's no point, especially since Sage and them dropped food off at my house, yup I'm in for the yell/lecture of a lifetime." he said sighing.

  "Do you have any spare toothbrushes? I high key wanna brush my teeth as well as go to the bathroom right now." he said. "Yea they in the bathroom. Look to the left of the mirror." I said as he got up and went to the bathroom. I took a peek at that ass as he walked, what it's mine right?

Alexander POV

  I walked into the bathroom and flicked on the light. I first went to relieve myself. After I finished, I washed my hands and took a quick look at myself in the mirror. "You are a survivor. Is it gonna be them or you?" I said to myself as I took a deep sigh. I remembered that he said the toothbrushes are to the left of the mirror, so I looked to my left. There was a little sign that read: "In case bae (Alex) stays over". "That's so sweet. Creepy but sweet." I said aloud. He didn't just have a toothbrush, he had a rag, towel and allat other stuff. It was kinda like I was staying at a hotel, but I'm not complaining. After brushing my teeth and rinsing my mouth out with mouthwash, I returned back to his room to find him now sitting up in the bed.