High Hopes.

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'Cymia'

|Last Day Of School Due To Winter Break.|

The school day has come to an end and I was ready to go down to Grand Rapids to see the family.

Being around Ciara and Chris is go be so wonderful. I really miss my siblings,Ima be on my best behavior to.

"Aye, where ya off to?" Lucas fumbled behind me as I made my way to my car. After his little poem thing. He never really talked about it. He would always change the subject even if I say the word Poem or liking me. Its kinda cute how I have him kinda obsessed with me.

But then There is this rumor in the streets that Tamia been planning revenge for me and shit but im not scared of her, Not one bitch put fear in my heart.

"Im going home to pack." I smiled.

"Pack for? You leaving me?" He panicked.

"No Im Not leaving you, im going to visit my siblings down where my mom lives." I smirked as he unteansed his body language.

"And Why can't I go with you?" He looked off.

"Cause this is some what personal." I shrugged.

He got a little annoyed.

"Hm, I see. You going to see yo Out of town nigga." He was standing, dead serious.

I was took back from his tone. He sounded so cold hearted and hurt.

"What? No. I dont have one of those, But If I did....why would it matter to you!?" I screamed.

"It would matter because I care for you! I Like you , cant you see that. You walk around here with your head up your ass and you act like you dont see me. I havent tried this hard for a girl in my life , I just want you to notice me and give me a chance-." Lucas ranted but I just jumped to my tippy toes and cut him off with a kiss.

I was looking forward to a basic peak on the lips but Lucas was thinking of something else. He deepened the kiss by using his tounge, ass gripping and emotion. I was lost in lust.

"Damn Lucas." I gasped for air and he smiled.

"Took bout 3 weeks to kiss you, but man it was worth the wait." He smiled as he still had his hands wrapped around my hips.

"So whats next?" I asked as I looked him in his eyes.

"Your mine." He nodded and I smiled.

"I gotta get going." I wandered my eyes.

"Okay." He said in some disappointment. I didn't mean it like that but what was I supposed to say? I leaned in for round 2 of our kiss session and then hopped in my car and sped off with a fat ass smile on my face. Nothing could ruin my mood.

Pulling up to my house that was covered with a blanket with snow, Qui stood shivering with a piece of paper.

I got out the car, grabbed my bags and preared myself for whatever the bitch gotta say.

I walked up to the door, not looking her way. I opened the door and invited her in. I mean she kinda is my bestfriend and I owe her the chance to explain herself.

"Speak." I slurred.

"Look, Im sorry Cymia but you need to know what exactly what happened that night...It was when you left with Lucas, I was gone off the drugs and liquor. I was literally gone. My thoughts was everywhere and I was horny. I remember that I was chilling with Kobe but then next thing you know we was bout to get our freak on as we made our way upstairs in the bedroom. The room was dark and nothing could be seen. We was interrupted cause he was sick, he then left somewhere throwing up. Then the door opened in closed and I was having sex, thinking it was Kobe but I woke up the next day and it was Myles laying beside me." She let tears fall from her eyes.

"What the fuck kinda shit?" I scrunched up my face.

"Look, Its been a while and Im sorry. Look...I talked to Myles about it and he said he aint have a condom but he pulled out so I honestly don't know , all I know is that I cant loose you alright. Im sorry." She pleaded.

"Hmm, Fine. I forgive you but you need to punish Myles. Thats kind of a case for rape." I spoke honestly , what he did was fucked up and my bestfriend ? really...

"Good, I miss you Mia. And I know." She embraced me with a hug and smiled.

"I missed you too. But Ima have to talk to you later I gotta get packed so I can get on the high way." I said honestly, with all thats going on I just wanna be with my siblings.

"Going to see Ciara and Chris? Facetime me when you there." She smiled and exited my house only for my dad's wife and my dad to come downstairs.

"So, ya off to ya Mom's for christmas?"My dad smiled.

"Yeah, I miss my brother and sis." I smiled back and his Harambe looking ass wife rolled her eyes. I don't know why she don't like me but I don't like her cause I feel like she up to some bullshit or using my dad.

"Drive safe and if that nigga do anything to you,CIara, or chris. Let me know." He hugged me, I nodded and went off to pack my things and hit this highway.

Shit seemed to get better. I forgave Qui, Lucas confessed his feelings, and Im going to see my siblings.

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'Lucas'


So , yeah I let out my sensitive side with Cymia with the poetry, wine and dine, and acting like a complete bitch but I mean thats life.

Right now I was riding around bout to head to my Aunt house.

She has forgiven me and invited me to live with her again but Im soon to be 18 so im good on that, But i am still trying to put money down on her a big ass house and car.

Nino also still been tryna pull me in for the drug lord position. Its still been on my mind but what I need all that money for?

And what if the money and power change me? I don't wanna fuck up nothing.

I pulled up to my Aunts house and went inside, "Ma!" I screeched.

"Yes." She smiled as she walked down the stairs.

"Oh, I just came to say wassup." I smiled and she hugged me.

"Thats my boy, I be lonely here." She sighed, she is right I mean Im all she got and in vice versa.

"I feel you." I shrugged.

"But I have something to tell you." She motioned for me to follow her into the kitchen.

"What is it?"

"Its about your parents." She looked at me in the eyes.

"What about them?" I said , I mean they are strangers so I dont see where this is going.

"They want you back, they returned." The fuck?

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A/N: Remember , Lucas parents gave him up to his aunt.... So yeah, they back.

Cliff Hanger...

Thoughts?...

-RASHYAH

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