Levels

Chapter Three

Shamoya's Point Of View

School was so ugh I couldn't wait to get off so I could go chill with Khalil. I knew I wasn't supposed to, but he was one of my best friends. He was more than that honestly and I wish we weren't so hard headed and stubborn. But honestly how could I stay away from him?

I promised myself that I wouldn't fall into the same cycle again and become victim of another love triangle. It was last block and it was almost over. I just wanted to go home and sleep. When the bell rung I shot up and walked out of class.

I was waiting for Kilani and Letoya at our usual spot when I saw Lamar.

He was walking up to Emily. She reached for him and they kissed. My heart instantly shattered into a million pieces.

I mean aside from me wanting to break up with him I did have feelings for him. I mean we were together for a while.

He looked at me and walked right by me. Emily walked by me and laughed in my face. I hated looking like a fool. It was a feeling that I hated the most.

"I hope you didn't think he was really yours." She said walking away.

I didn't honestly, I didn't want him, but I didn't want to sit around waiting for Khalil either.

I wanted to kill her I wanted to kill him too. How could he?! Then my phone vibrated as I turned to walk to my car.

"I'm sorry Yaya." The message read, it was Lamar I just threw my phone in my bag and got in my car. Was he really apologizing? He's the one who broke up with me yesterday and has a new bitch on his arm in a matter of 11 hours or so.

How the fuck could he do this to me?

I didn't know where to go I didn't want to go home so I drove to Khalil's house. As I walked up the step he swung the door open. He looked like he was going somewhere, he smelt so good in his Armani Exchange Code cologne.

"Sorry, I'll come back later." I said drenched in rain. It always seemed to rain at the weirdest moments, them moments being when my days would be shitty.

"Naw, I ain't going nowhere no more what happened? Why are you crying Moya?"

I was hoping he couldn't tell that I'd been crying. He let me in and helped me out of my wet clothes. He gave me one of his T-shirts and some one of his Polo Pjs. He sat me on the couch and sat next to me, wiping my tears from my eyes.

"I'm a terrible person." I said between sobs.

"No, you're not." He replied. "You know that! Moya you're the most loving person I know."

"I'm not. I killed Lamar's baby. I told him I wasn't ready for a baby, but he wanted one anyway. I didn't know he nut in me Khalil, I swear but he did, I couldn't do it. I don't even know if it was hi... And when he asked me I lied and you know I'm not a good liar... Then there was the constant questions about you, I'm happy it's done but it hurts. I wish I didn't like him at all. I wish I didn't have to pretend to not have feelings for my best friend. I wish I was good enough for you to give me the time of day as I deserve." I sighed. "Unless I really don't deserve it."

Little did I know that, that statement alone would throw my entire universe out of balance. that statement alone opened the door the events soon to come in my suttle life. 

"Moya, come on now don't be like that." Khalil pleaded. 

"But that's not even the worse part, today he kissed Emily and left with her he replaced me for a fast ass hoe that wants to have a baby Khalil. And he let her check me, I didn't even have the strength to say anything back. But it's all your fault, but I don't want to blame you for my life choices but if you didn't have the link to the triangle..." I cried on his shoulders. He didn't say a word he just held me tight.

"It's going to be okay" he said.

"Stop crying Moya. I promise things about to get real easy for us."

Just hearing him say that only made me cry more. Because once I unleash the truth that I've been holding on too not even he will stick around to be my knight in shinning armor. 

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Khalil's Point Of View

I was on my way out to go chill at the trap with the boys.

When I swung the door open I saw Moya on my door step. She was soaked I didn't even know it was raining. She came in the house and I helped her out of her wet clothes. I gave her one of my shirts and one of my Polo Pjs. I sat her down on the couch and sat next to her. She started pouring her heart out.

I clenched my jaw. I didn't want to hear what Shamoya was telling me. I hated when she talked about her and Lamar. Truth of the matter is I don't want her with anyone but me. But the way she's set up I can't play the kiddy games with her and string her along as I do all the other females. 'If you can do it I can do it too.' Is how she thinks. She was pregnant... My heart instantly sank then skipped a beat. I wanted to punch something. I held her tight I didn't want to let her go.

Then Chyna walked in. I looked from her to Shamoya she looked like she was going to cry. I could see the hurt and anger in her eyes.

"I'll leave" Shamoya said.
"Naw, I'll leave." Chyna Said.

Shamoya got up and walked out the house, "I'm sorry Khalil" she said. I couldn't reply I was too hurt.

Chyna went off as soon as Moya closed the door... I couldn't say anything. I just walked out the house and went to Shamoya's.

When I got in the parking lot she was already gone, letting me know she ran to her car and had to get away as fast as she could. It didn't take me that long to get to her place, she live only a couple of blocks away.

I walked into the house and went straight to her room. She was crying again. She just sat up and looked at me.

"I'm sorry if Chyn-"

''Listen Moya I love you're my best friend, the love of my life, your my everything. I don't want you crying anymore. Fuck Chyna right now you need to get it together. You fucked up he left you okay. Maybe He's not the one. But don't Kill yourself over what has been. You have a future, you have a life, live it." I interrupted.

I wanted to tell her so much more, but I couldn't it wasn't the right time.

"Just promise me you'll make wiser choices when it comes to men." I looked at her, she had stopped crying. She just looked at me crazy. I was so angry that I had a hard time finding the right words and not hurt her any more than she was hurt.

I pulled her into my lap facing me. "Moya look at me." I said lifting her chin so she was looking at me. "Promise me you will stop looking for something you already have. Stop looking for love from these niggas that will only hurt you. Stop looking for a nigga when you have me."

She looked at me and cried more. "You're so good to me, despite the situation. But I don't have you the way I want to which kills me."I wiped her eyes. 

"You have more of me than you know." I replied truthfully. 

I looked her in her eyes as she placed her lips on mines and kissed me, I kissed her back then we laid in the bed her in my arms like the old days until she fell asleep.

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