angle of death

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i completely forgot to tell million that I have a long lost sister not that he would even care. I stretched my legs out in my bed and turned over to million I ran my hand across his waves and whispered in his ear "I appreciate you". He smiled so softly in his sleep. I mean in what world did such a man exist he was perfect which only left so many questions for me to ask. Why did he choose me , why does he want to fight a battle with his father for me ?. "Babe I just don't.." before I could finish he nipped my sentence in the bud "don't start" he rubbed his peach fuzz and got up out of bed. "Do not cut me off million listen to what I have to say" I snapped. He grabbed his tooth brush and went into the bathroom he seemed immune to my complaints because he didn't even budge. I wasn't trying to complain nor annoy him I just consider every outcome, something he never does. "I have a sister who lives next door" I changed the subject "wait what" he stopped brushing his teeth and looked at me in confusion. "What's her name and did she provide proof ?" He raised one of his furrowed thick eyebrows "Amina and no" I said "but I don't think she's lying I'll invite her over for dinner ?" I asked while wrapping my arms around his neck and leaning my head on his back his skin was so smooth. "Do you want to ? Right now I mean we do have a lot going on" he grabbed my hands "yes I do" I quickly responded before he reconsidered his offer. " I'm about to go home and grab a few more things to bring over here since I basically live here now" he kissed me and exited the room. I dialed up my sisters number and invited her over 5 minutes later the bell rang "here I come" I yelled . I slid on some black workout tights with a matching shirt and some black nike slides "hey" I greeted as I opened the door she smiled and responded with a overly exciting "heyyy". She walked in and observed my entire foyer she trailed her fingers across my tv and looked through my movies. "How was your childhood?" I asked a straight forward question so she could leave my shit alone. "Umm I - I guess it was cool" she said like she wasn't sure of herself "you don't have to hide shit from me we in the same boat" I handed her a cup of tea and I sat directly Across from her. " it's not that I just really haven't been through anything besides addiction" she shrugged "oh your mom?" I asked "no me I was addicted to coke" she said confidently the room grew silent curiousity to know more filled my head but common sense faught it off. " I mean I don't wanna ask you to much about your addiction I know that's personal" I flagged and sipped my tea. " no it's ok I've been clean going on 1 year, my addiction started when I was 16 I found a few keys my dad well, our dad stored at my moms house and I decided to try it" she confessed I admired her confidence to tell her story although i would never. "What made you stop?" I questioned " my mom I got sick of seeing her stressed out" she spoke. Well this explains her fragile figure and thin hair I thought to myself she was still pretty though. "How about you adara what's your story?" She asked leaning forward as if she was savoring this moment "I lived with my aunt I saw my mom and dad from time to time when it was good it was great but when it was bad ...it was hell" I spoke without eye contact I stood up and grabbed her cup and dragged my feet to the sink. "Well fuck our past I'm just happy I'm not alone anymore ! Let's make memories now then" she stood up and headed towards the door "your leaving ?" I asked in a concern tone "yeah I have tons of cleaning to do and my boyfriend might be coming over later" she spoke in a sly tone " but I live next door so act like it" she widened her eyes emphasizing how serious she was then proceeded out. Million should be back any minute now so I decided to make something to eat and put something more presentable on. After I finished I called millions phone because he was taking way to long to be at his damn parents house something told me he must've been fighting with his dad. (Zzzzz) his phone buzzed on the kitchen counter adara flashed on the screen and I grew aggravated. Who in their right mind would leave their phone home around this time. I slid the lock screen up and roamed through his messages I didn't know why I was doing this, maybe it had something to do with my insecurities I blocked out of my mind I didn't wanna believe that he was doing anything but how was I supposed to know he's still a nigga despite the butterflies he send swarming in my stomach. I sat the phone down and gave myself a reality check I told myself just let this man be good to me. I began to walk away when the phone rang again (Emily😘) with a kissing face emoji next to her name. Heat began to rise from my feet I was livid "hello?" I asked aggressively with neck motions as if she could see me. "Umm yes can I speak to million ?" She snapped "who are you ?" I asked more sternly than last time "bitch I'm Emily I'm pretty sure that's my contact name tell him to call me back" she spat and hung up. He had me all the way fucked up I amped myself up pacing back and forth and knocking shit over I couldn't calm down my heart was pounding and my eyes watered but wouldn't let them fall I was more angry then sad. I grabbed the phone damn near breaking it I through against the wall and it shattered to the floor, my temper wasn't anything to play with Bc I couldn't help but erupt. Keys jiggled he walked in with Dunkin' Donuts and a smile he handed it to me but I left it at arms reach I refused to pretend I was ok. "Wassup with you?" He sat the food down on the counter and walked towards me "you playing in my face ?" I questioned without looking at him I felt the tension becoming another person in the room. " what the fuck you talking about, matter fact I'm not doing this with you" he reached for the door I picked up a cup and threw it towards the door and it shattered. " what the fuck is up yo" he yelled. " who the FUCK is Emily!" I screamed in his face he didn't budge "where's my phone?" He said calmly looking around the room " that's all you have to say I fucking hate you leave, I don't want anything to do with you..you bi" before I could let the rest of my words escape he grabbed my neck and clenched hard. I felt powerless my throat tried to hang on to the left over said I could grasp.  "Adara I'm not one of those niggas you gone walk over Emily is my fucking cousin but you right I'll leave" he said angrily in my face while watching me panic. He loosened his grip and then released me I fell to the floor with tears streaming down my face I almost let out a sound of sadness in that moment.

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