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I climbed into her bed & thought about million. I was still dwelling on the fact that he kissed my neck & told me to accept my beauty how did his ass know i didnt he was very oblique i doubt he was aware of it. I knew i was beautiful because my mom told me so but i didnt think much of it. "Boy what did i tell you about letting your sister run this house". A low slithering like voice spoke low "yo pop i swear i didnt she just didnt listen" million grunted. "I have a guest adara!?" million called my eyes widened because i didnt know if i was supposed to be here. "Whats her name ?" he asked again this time more curiously like he knew me i eased down the steps instantly my stomach grew congested with butterflies and anxiety tampered with my facial features i extended my hand out to his father. He grabbed my hand and repeated my name with a smile just a little more slowly and longated "adaraaa.." " shes beautiful right"million smiled at me "im kovu"he shook firmly kovu,kovu,kovu his name ventured through my mind i knew this name he knew my parents i questiond my mind because its never been this shot so this was ironic i snatched my hand away "sorry" i spat out because i didnt know how to react. "You ok?" million asked " nufn imma just go home"i said with a fake smile wich was easy to determine. "Ill call you" million hugged me. I jumped into my pjs wich consists of a bra and shorts i grabbed a bowl of cookie dough ice cream relaxed on the leather sofa and watched being mary jane. I always admired how devious but yet optimistic jane could be and i decided to devote my time to figure out how i would put all this shit together "kovu?" i repeated fuck kovu this our daughter " kovu  she isnt here "lets go vince said. Oh my goodness he was involved he had to be because the way he said my name the way i said his the feeling of awwe was mutual my heart hurts and its never anybody here to console never nobody will ever understand the vengeance that lurks in the shadows of my heart but they will roar and when they do hes going to need back up. I dozed off and heard my phone go off i saw million he asked for my address so he could send me flowers i gave it to him because i could use some i wanted his company but i wasnt going to beg for it. I went to the bathroom to get into the shower and put on some sweats and a tank top i figured i should clean myself up. As i plugged in the blow dryer i heard my door bell i was scared because nobody ever came to my house ive never had visitors i grabbed my dads gun and walked to the door slowly i didnt even know how to shoot a gun."who is it?" i demanded to know "open the damn door and find out mean ass !" million snapped back. " oh im sorry "i smiled and moved my wet long curly hair the side while getting water on him. " a shower? Without me ?" he joked "well you shouldve came earlier" i bit my lip in response he had this affect on me like he pulled the sex drive out of me and ive never had sexual interactions besides vince and i wanted to i didnt know why. " well what you doing here all alone ?" he asked "where ya parents?" "they dead was murdered i got emancipated at 16 so i live alone and i got bread for the house why?"i grew hostile and i knew everytime i did that his tolerance for my mouth would decrease more and more. " listen im sorry come here adara"he grabbed my waist and embraced me i sunk into his carress because it was the only genuine vibe i felt in a while "you my girl?" he asked " umm and what exactly is that you asking me to be your girlfriend why? What do you really want ?" i asked him " answer the question " he gripped my jaw and eyed my lips " isnt this to fast?" i managed to let that escape through my smushed lips. "Yes" i stammered "why you have a gun?" he grilled me and looked back at the pistol "dont worry about what i get into" i laughed " well whatever it is its dangerous. " you dont know me !" i yelled "and you do?"he looked in my eyes and then reached for the door and left. I cried not because he left but because he was right i didnt know myself i lost myself when i lost my mom i became a loner a person full of hatred but hope also but was that me ? That question will always remain.

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