Run...

Chapter 3

I woke up the next morning in my bed.. not remembering coming in my room last night.. I got up and walked over to my dresser and opened it.. All of my clothes were still there.. I picked out my outfit then examined my room.. Everything exactly how I left it.. its like they knew I'd come home..

I walked out of the room with my clothes and into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I sat my clothes on the counter and started the shower... As the steam filled the bathroom, I stripped down and hopped inside..

After 15 minutes I got out, dried off and put on deodorant and lotion, and got dressed in a black tank, black sweatpants with white stars on them and my red socks and Chres's Black  Nike Slide-In's.. I grabbed my toothbrush and paste and turned the water on, then combined the three and brushed my teeth.. After that I put them away while grabbing my clothes, setting them in the hamper on my way out..

I walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge. Just as I started looking inside, the doorbell rang.. I jogged over and answered the door.

"Hey, boy!", I said to him..

It was Chresanto..

He took a step inside, sliding the door closed behind him.

"Wassup girl.", he said.

I got on the tip of my toes and kissed him... He deepened it and led us into the kitchen. I pushed him against the counter, breaking the kiss. I walked over to the fridge again and opened it...

"Want anything?", I asked as I bent over looking in the fridge.

"Uh.. Naw I'm good..", he said..

I grabbed a Gatorade and stood up straight, closing the fridge. I turned around, noticing his eyes on my butt.. He averted his eyes when he realized I noticed.

"Were you looking at my butt?", I asked while laughing.

"Dat ass tho..", was all he said.

I laughed as I took his hand, leading him to my room.. I had the impression that my mom was gone since there was no car outside.. We entered my room and sat on my bed....

I turned my TV on and we cuddled up and watched TV...

2 hours later my mom pulled up so me and Chres got up to meet her outside.. She had gone grocery shopping with my brother.. we helped her and as soon as she got settled she attacked me with questions..

"Are you ok? Do you need anything? Are feeling better? Do you need to put your ankle brace on? Want me to make you soup?", she asked.

"No! Mom I'm fine.. isn't this when everything goes back to normal?", I asked.

"Yes.. I'm sorry sweety... please understand this is hard for me..", she said.

I hugged her, showing I understand, then we all started helping put away the grocery......

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