Fire&Desire (Ubran)

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I was never really in love with Hakeem. Of course I've always told him I did; only to make him feel better. Hakeem was my first relationship after my parents death. I was in a dark state. I wore mostly black, barely ate and never really talked to anyone; not even my family. It wasn't until Hakeem moved to Ridgemoore from Houston. His first day at Ridgemoore, my principal assigned me to him; for what reason I didn't know. Obviously, I was the sad depressed teen, not willing to talk to anyone. So I had an attuide all through out the day showing him to his classes. At the end of the day he called me out on it saying and I quote "girl lose that attuide, you to beautiful to be acting like that". At that moment I rolled my eyes but when I went home that night I thought about it. I promise to myself that night that no one would EVER see my pain again. I painted a smile on my face, laughed and always seemed cheerful but inside I was hurting; I still am. When Hakeem mom passed from cancer he turned cold hearted. But I understood, so I stuck around. When he called me out my name, left bruise all over my body I easily let it go. But, enough is enough. I will not allow anyone to walk over me, that was another promise I made to myself.

My first love was Demcarco Almari Harris. I fell in love with him my freshman year , before my parents died. We met in the fifth grade when I started my period. There was blood all over the back of my pants dripping down my leg. When all the kids in my class pointed and laughed; he let me put his jacket around my waist while i waited for my mom to come. He even wiped my tears from my eyes as they continuously poured down my face. Ever since that day Demarco became my best friend. Freshman year we tried a relationship, but we decided being friends was best. We even took each others virginity.

Anyways, It was sunday morning. The birds were chipping and the cold wind blew inside my open window. I sighed getting up from my bed, stretching my back out. It was only 9 o clock and I had no idea what so ever why i was awake. My mind always seemed to wonder when It was early. Walking to my bathroom I turned on the water grabbing my toothbrush I ran it under the water before putting my minty toothpaste on it. i rotated my hand in a circle motion brushing my teeth for about a minute. When I was down I put my toothbrush down and grabbed my face towel. I ran the towel under the water then ran it over my face. I had previously applied my face wash and was now drying it. Stepping outside the bathroom I ran down the stairs when I bumped into a hard chest making me fall over.

'Damn King, watch where you going my nigga" I straightened out my shirt standing up facing a stranger, who might I add was fine.

"who are you?" I asked scrunching my face up.

"Im damion., Khalil homeboy." He had a little accent making me wonder where he could be from. He licked his pink lusciously lips scanning my body.

'Ay, how old are you ma?' his forehead quivered up making it noticeable that he was curious.

"I don't know you, I don't give my buniness out to strangers. My name Is Kalani that's all you need to know." I spoke harshly only because I've heard about Damion and i don't need him getting my brother caught up in his lifestyle.

"Damn rudeness. You don't know me, but I wanna get to know you Kalani." He licked over his lips again. Fucking Thrist trap.

Luckily, Khalil came out his room looking very curious.

"what y'all talking about?" His eyebrow rose up like it always did when he looking for something.