"Ailani you let me out of here right now!" I yelled.
Ailani had locked both me and Spencer in the small closet in my room. I had no idea that he was even in here. The closet is like the inside of a port-o-potty, so how in the world did I not see him!
" Mellow your not leaving until you talk to Spencer. There is no running from this," Ailani snapped.
She was right. There was no getting out of this. I couldn't pick the lock because it was one sided. I couldn't break the door down, well I could, but only if I was ready for an early grave. I turned to see Spencer smiling at me. Such a creep.
" Why are you smiling at me?"
" No reason it's just good to see your face, and not your back."
" I was showing you my back for a reason dip wad," I rolled my eyes.
" Well now that we're together I'd like to know the reason."
" Not gone to happen."
" What why?"
I chose to ignore him. If I was going to be stuck with him on a beautiful Saturday afternoon, then I was going to ignore him. I sat down and crossed my arms. He sat down across from me, his legs almost touching mine.
" Well if your not going to talk, that makes a perfect opportunity for me to speak." He cleared his throat.
" I remember last year in the summer you ask me, why I wasn't open about my relationship with you. The reason for that is because I'm not gay. I have a girlfriend. You knew that. And yet you still pursued me. Then I began to love the both of you."
" Even though I was a secret!" I finally spoke.
" Even then. I never meant to keep leading you on like that Mellow.... I really didn't."
I didn't say anything once again. Talking to him did nothing but fuel my anger back up. He made no sense. I was so not going to entertain him anymore. He was there, and that was fine, but not. I wanted him to burn in the deepest depths of despair.
" I understand that your angry, but you can't keep ignoring me."
He switched sides and we ended up shoulder to shoulder. I looked down at my fingers. He grabbed my hand. I snatched it away, but he grabbed it back. He interlocked our fingers. I shook my head in frustration.
" Alright if your not going to talk, I'm going to tell a story,"he smiled. " Remember when we first met? You were so mean. I had to get a complete understanding of how to talk to you so I wouldn't set off a nerve or something. We actually got along pretty well after that."
He was right. I was a pretty mean freshman. It wasn't just to him. I was like that to everybody. More or less after I met Ailani though. He could bring all the memories he wanted to. I still wasn't going to talk to him.
" Remember when we first ran away together. You were shaking. That's the day I had won the sectional game. We were playing in the mud that day. It stopped raining toward the end. I slid in the end zone. Out the corner of my eye I seen you jumping for joy. It made me happy to see you happy. That's when it began to rain again. In all the confusion I grabbed your hand and...... and.....just ran."
He looked me in my eye. Hearing him explain it from his point of view was different. It was the first time we ever really talked about a moment we shared. We rarely talked about anything like it. He wanted to keep his mind off of the idea that it would ever be an official "us", when the fact was that, we both knew the end result.
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Художественная прозаJamie, Mellow, Myah, Ailani and Chill.. all dealing with the statistics given to the Black community. Their friendship thrown in all directions.. what happens when, pregnancy, death, drugs, and enemies get in the way. Will they stay together? Also a...