Mix and Match

Chapter 5: Did we just...

Devon's P.O.V

Was I a little jealous that someone was knocking on Nalie's door?

Yes, a little.

Was I jealous of this John guy?

Yea, very much so.

I mean, who wouldn't. Nalie is beyond beautiful. Not to mention she is THICK!

Do get me wrong I have nothing against the slimmer girls. I just like a little something to hold on to at night, if you know what I mean.

Anyway, their argument is getting pretty heated.

Although I can't hear a thing they are saying I can tell by the muffled yelling.

You know what, it's whatever.

"It's none of my business" I whisper to myself.

That's right! Whenever they are talking about it obviously wasn't ment for me to hear.

But maybe, I could just put my ear to the door just to get it off my mind.

Without even thinking about it, I slightly put my ear to the door.

Just as I get comfortable, I hear a loud smack followed by a thud.

"What the hell?!?" I yell as I walk into the kitchen to see Nalie laying on the floor with a red hand print on her face.

I quickly help her off the floor and slightly turn her head to get a good look at the mark.

I could feel my face getting red at my anger.

He dare put his hands on Nalie, my Nalie!!

I. Don't.Think.So.

I slowly caress her cheek with my thumb, being careful when I'm near or on the bruise.

"Nalie, are you okay?" I say cringing inwardly at how much I care for her and we aren't even dating.

"Yeah, I-I-l'm fine." She says, but I can see the tears she has yet to shed.

Out of no where I hear a hearty laugh.

I look around the room confused just for my eyes to land on him.

Excuse my language, but why in the HELL is this FUCKER laughing!

"Look Nalie, Harambe's cousin has come to save you!" He says between his laughter.

Did, Did this buffoon, just call me a monkey?!?

I could feel Nalie shaking from her anger.

Before I could stop her she turns away from me grabs one of the biggest knives from her cutting block and points it to his neck.

He stops laughing immediately and I'm looking at her in shock.

"All I have to do is show the mark on my face, and I get away with six months of community service."

That's all she says as she launches for him.
I quickly grab her by her waist and pull her back, while I whisper sweet nothings in her ear to calm her down while I take the knife out of her hand.

She gives in to me, while  he starts to laugh as he leaves out the kitchen.

"The only thing we'll ever have in common is our hair color! You have never cared about me! You never cared!!" Is what she yells as she breaks down in tears.

I pick her up bridal style as I continue to whisper in her ear.

As I go to lay her in the couch I see this fucker standing around looking at pictures on the wall as if this is some kind of art show!!

"I believe you should leave." I say with the voice I use with my employees.

Cold and stern.

"Is that the voice you use to sound smart?" He snorts.

I ball my first as I gain control of my anger.

"I knew I shouldn't have let Annabelle marry that illegal immigrant, but the bich wouldn't listen. Now look what's happened Nale's dating a Nigger." He says out loud.

"I believe it's Nalie's choice in who she dates, isn't it?" I ask through gritted teeth.

He looks at me with nothing but pure anger.

"I want you to know one thing, you will never be a person to me. To me you are worth less that the dirt on the bottom of my shoe." He says and walks out the door slamming it behind him.

You have no idea how bad I wanted to go after him and beat him till he had no more blood left in his body, but I didn't instead I made sure the door was locked before checking on Nalie.

Going back to the couch to see that she was fast asleep made my heart swell up.

I pick her up and carry her to what I hope is her room and laid her under the covers. I put a light kiss on her forehead before turning to go home.

As I'm about to leave the room I feel a light tug on my wrist.

I turn back to see Nalie partially awake.

"Stay." She mumbles .

"Are you sure?" I ask.

"I'm sure." She says nodding her head.

"Okay" I reply.

As I go around to the other side of to bed I see Nalie get out of bed and strip down to her underwear. I averted my eyes to any other direction of the room, because I don't need a happy little friend right now.

She gets under the covers in which I already am, and snuggles up close to me. I rap one are around her and drift off to a deep sleep.

Nalie P.O.V

I woke up to the sounds heavy snores. I try to move to see who it is but there is an arm holding me down.

I lift the covers to see who's arm it is only to realize that I'm basically naked.

In panic I turn my head as far as I could to see the person behind me, only to see Devon's face.

OH. MY. GOD!

Did we just sleep together!?!

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A/N: Hello lovelies! Did you enjoy last chapter?

Yes, no, maybe so?

Anyway, lets get down to business.

1. I am black, so I can use the word Nigger.

2. Nalie's dad is racist, what about her mom??

3. Who is this 'illegal immigrant' that her dad keeps talking about??

4. Question: what's your favorite music/song?

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