The Help (MB)

Chapter 17

*Kenya*

When everyone got full,we left. We made sure to put a tip in with our pay. We all walked outside and got in the limo,making small talk on our short ride home. When we arrived,everyone got out and went inside. We all went into our rooms to change into our pajamas.

I changed into my polka dot pajama shorts with my big turquoise old Band shirt. I left my hair down,its curly form back. I put on some socks and went downstairs. I saw everyone in the living room,laid out on the couch and about to watch a movie. I told them I was going to clean the kitchen,and with little protest they let me go.

I walked into the kitchen and saw Chresanto sitting down playing on his ipod and drinking a coke. I washed the few dishes that were in the sink,and swept the floor after I wiped the counter and table.

"Why are you always cleaning?" Asked Chresanto.

"I want to." I answered.

"But you don't have to."

"It helps clear my mind."

"Oh..." He got silent,and I sat beside him at the counter. "What are you playing?" I asked.

"Funrun." He said,pressing the buttons with his hands. I watched him a while,and he looked up at me. "You want to play?" He asked,and I smiled,nodding. He handed it over,and I saw it countdown.

I pressed the powerup on the side,making myself run fast. I got struck by lightening and frowned as everyone else passed me. I played on and came in in 4th place. "This game sucks." I said.

He laughed. "It sucks because you don't know how to play. Try again." I looked at him then picked up the ipod,playing another game. I cheered as I got 2nd place. I played about three more games until I finally got in 1st place. I cheered,playfully punching Chres in the shoulder. He chuckled. "I won!" I smiled big.

The phone rang,catching us both off guard. I looked at him,and he looked at me. We dared each other to answer it. He laughed as I rolled my eyes,picking up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Well,I thought you was dead. Imean damn,you shol' ain't been contacting me!"

"Tamera!" I smiled widely,causing Chres to giggle.

"Hey! What you been up to?"

"Girl,nothing. How's it going down there?"

"It's good. Same old same old. How that new rich school you going to up there?"

"It's pretty fun. I like it." I shrugged,even though she couldn't see me.

"Dang,okay!," she was talking to someone that I couldn't hear, "girl,let me get off this phone before this nigga kill me. Somebody wanna talk to you."

I looked at Chres,scrunching my eyebrows.

"H-hey Kenya." I rolled my eyes,sighing.

"Hello Marquan." I said,my tone dead.

"How are you? I haven't heard from you in a while."

"I'm fine. Why are you talking to me?"

He sighed. "Look,I came over here and begged Tamera to call you,because I knew if I called,you would know my number and you wouldn't answer."

"Wrong. I would've answered,we don't have caller id." I said,my tone dead still. "But that was smart what you did,because now that I talked to Tamera i'm in a good mood. Now,what do you want?"

"I miss you." Just hearing those words made my heart crack a bit,and i could feel my eyes stinging with upcoming tears.

"I.....I miss you too." I looked down,my voice silent. He paused a bit on the phone.

"Can we please meet up sometime? Just to discuss what happened to us? Please?"

I hesitated a moment,thinking about it.

"I'll see,Marquan. Look,it's getting late. I'll talk to you later."

"Alright. I love you."

"Alright. Goodnight."

I put the phone down slowly,sitting there a bit.

"You still have feelings for him,don't you?" Chresanto asked.

I wiped the tears from my eyes. "I...I don't know."

"Well,do you want to be left alone?" He asked,and I looked at him,smiling sheepishly.

"Nah...you're good." He looked at me.

"You're a very strong girl,Kenya. There's no way I could've faced my ex again." He said,and I smiled,nodding.

"Thank you so much,Chres. You're a very nice person,you know." I smiled,and he blushed.

"Thanks.." He looked down,and I swung my legs.

"You know,you're alright yourself. When you aren't being mean,of course."

I chuckled. "I am not mean."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"I'm not about to argue with you."

"You already did."

I laughed. "Why are you so worrisome?"

"It's my job."

"It's a stupid job."

"You're a stupid job."

I looked at him raising my eyebrows. "Now explain to me how that sentence made sense in any way."

He paused. I laughed, "Exactly."

"Don't get smart with me."

"What are you going to do about it?"

"This." He pressed his lips onto mine,and I widened my eyes,shocked.

He pulled away. "Gotcha. I enjoyed that,by the way."

I giggled. "That was unexpected."

"Yet,you aren't protesting. Now,are you?" He smirked.

I thought a second. Maybe it wasn't so bad after all.

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