Dangerous Curves (UNDER RECONSTRUCTION)

Chapter 17

Jolié POV

"Daddy?"

"Yes baby, it's daddy"

"Why are you here?"

"I'm here to save you from all the hurt and pain, I want to be in your life babygirl" ...

Ahhh!

The steaming sweat expeditiously cascade throughout my now soak body. If I would visualize this feeling, I would say I was a leaking sink. That was the most shaken yet blissful dream I've ever experience in my 17 years of living. It resemble to be extremely authentic, to the point I genuinely believe it was sure-enough real. Just the thought of my father made me be certain it was him. Never in my life have I met him, but if I was that is how I would picture him; a hero.

I ensconced from the couch. Gasping for air, I searched for my phone, only to spot it across the room beside my shoes.

"Just great" I huffed. Absolutely no doubt I didn't feel like moving, but I did anyhow.

"10:15pm" I read.

Damn, How long was I asleep? Scratching my head, I realize my stomach wanted to be feed. Certain, I wasn't going back to bed, I decided to grab a bite to eat. Remembering Forever purchased me a burger, back at McDonalds I briefly made my way to the microwave.

By the lack of sound in the apartment, instantly I knew Forever was sleep. Otherwise, he would've been woke me up, with his playful ass.

I compressed the microwave on one minute. Grabbing Forever's earbuds, I searched through my playlist. I needed something to clam my nerves. I repeatedly rehearsed the words I was going to launch at my mother, and most likely it wasn't going to be the best of words.

"A tornado flew around my room before you came, excuse the mess it made..." Thinking about you by Frank Ocean rang in my ears. This song make me think a lot about Forever, I don't know why but it does.

The beeping tone let me knew my food was ready for me to feast upon. I jaunt to the direction where the couch was located. Carefully making sure not to make to much commotion. I plotted down on the futon while reaching the t.v , pressing the power button. I was so hungry I could eat a horse at this moment. I turned to Love And Hip Hop: New York and begin to destroy this burger.

"What's up sleeping beauty" Forever said shuffling to the kitchen, grappling a powerade.

"Oh boy, you scared the shit out of me" I said in terror holding my chest.

"Oh my bad honey boo boo child" he said in a gay voice.

"I could never be serious with you man" I said finishing my burger.

I felt eyes digging through me, I reposition my head from the television looking at Forever , what's up with him?

"What?" I said chuckling.

"Nothing" he said walking my direction.

"No, tell me" I whined.

"Nah you good" he said changing channels.

"Fine" folding my arms like a child would, I proceed to throw away my trash.

Forever stood up and began to move in the opposite direction.

"Where you going?

"A nigga can't take a piss in his own house" he yammered grabbing his private.

Only God knows what I'll do to him.

"Correction sir, apartment" I screeched from a distance.

No answer.

Right when I was approaching the trash can, I observed this bold piece of writing. Thinking it was some type of contest, it read.