4 Your Eyez Only

9. Change

A week later
Keshion Campbell

"Bro. Kaelyn won't answer my calls at all. Whenever I go to her house she's has miraculously just left according to Miya." I vented.

Daniel looked at me like I was dumb.

"You called her a slutty ass hoe." He said.

"That's not what I meant!" I yelled.

"Don't get hype with me nigga. I'm just letting you know you're the one person she looks up to, and you just told her you're embarrassed by her." He said.

"That's not what I fucking meant." I mumbled.

"Well, that's what you fucking said." he shrugged."

I got up, storming out. I got into my car and sped away from his house.

I pulled up at her school, and I hoped out. The courtyard out front was full of students. I looked around for a while before I heard somebody yell my name. I looked around for a while before my eyes landed on Jordan's. I jogged over to him and Elijah.

"Have y'all seen my sister?" I asked. Jordan shook his head.

"Not in a couple days actually." He said.

"I saw her this morning. She refuses to leave her bed." Elijah told me. I sighed. So Miya has been lying to me.

"Can you get her to see me? Get her to understand I didn't mean it. Tell her it's not that deep." I asked.

"It is that deep." Elijah told me. He mugged hard ass fuck. This nigga don't know who the fuck I am?

"What's going on with her Elijah?" Jordan asked.

"The last person to call her a slutty ass hoe was the Fishers' son right before he tried to rape her." Elijah told me. My heart broke right in my chest, and I felt that shit. My breathing got heavy, and I fought to control my thoughts.

"Thank you." I nodded. I got back in my car and rode right to her house. I knocked, and Miya opened the door.

"Aww! She just left." Miya lied again.

"I'm done believing that." I told her, pushing my way into their apartment. I walked into Kae's room, and she laid on her bed on top of her covered with a full sweatsuit on.

She starred up at me.

"I needed the money. That's it. I didn't enjoy it. I didn't want half of the state to see what I have under my clothes. Before I started dancing, I hoped my husband would be the only one." She said to me.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know what happened to you. Why didn't you tell me?" He asked.

"I just laid there, hoping you'd come, I needed you to stop him. I couldn't move. My mind couldn't control my body." She starred at the ceiling.

"I'm here now. I'm here." I said to her. She sat up.

"And you're embarrassed of me." She said.

"No I'm not. I only said that stuff because I was pissed off. You know how I get when I get pissed off." I said.

"I just forgot. A lot has changed since then. I'm sorry." She sighed.

"Don't apologize. I'm the one who's sorry. I'm sorry for calling you out of your name. I'm sorry for not being there when you needed me the most. I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry. I love you." I pulled her into a hug. She squeezed me tight, and I felt like everything was finally right.