Interrupted Heart

1 | UNINTENTIONAL ACTIONS

I came home to an empty house once again. Tyson was most probably at some whore's house doing what he does best but I didn't mind. I just told him that I expected him to not make myself an Aunty anytime soon. Being in the house alone was calming and I didn't have to worry about anyone or anything else but myself. I still found myself looking at my phone just in case Shae decided he wanted to speak to me. It never happened and I always wondered why I cared so much.

You still love him.

Do I?

Well, you think you do.

Would he be thinking of me right now?

Probably not. Keep dreaming, love.

Whilst I was battling with own thoughts there was a knock at the front door. Thinking it was Tyson and he had forgotten to pick up his form of sexual protection, I opened the door absentmindedly and was about to output a sarcastic remark when I noticed a dimpled cheek facing me. Ace.

"Hey." He turned to face me and smirked nodding his head.

"You good?" I nodded and stepped to the side letting him in.

He engulfed me in a close hug with his sweet cologne sweeping into my nostrils making me close my eyes and inhale it in deeper. When I opened them again he was just staring at me with his eyes glazed over obviously daydreaming. Ace stepped back crossing his arms accentuating his muscular form under his fitted sweat shirt. I noticed that he had already taken off his black Timberland boots and I saw his odd socks. I smirked at that because it seemed like we were the only two who did that.

"I hope you're not thinking about stealing these too?" I looked up at him and caught his cheesy grin directed at me.

"Of course not. I've seen your bunions." With Ace following behind me and his sarcastic laugh echoing throughout the hallway, I walked into the kitchen; our newly refurbished kitchen.

It didn't take long for Tyson and I to agree that our 90's built house needed some serious modernising so we decided to start on the kitchen. Which was a great choice since his greedy ass spend a lot of his time in there, when he decided to actually give his genitals a break, of course. Being the creative sibling I knew exactly what I wanted and what would work and my thoughts became a reality. From the black on white design to the large marble centre island. I even went all out with an American-style fridge which my brother definitely loved and was being explored by Ace at this moment in time.

He began to search through the cupboards obviously looking for something to devour. I rolled my eyes as this was his normal routine every time he came over.

Rude much?

"You hungry Ace?" I folded my arms across my chest and raised my eyebrows staring at him. He closed the last cupboard that he had opened and started laughing.

"Sorry Ny. I'm hungry." He turned around and gave me his puppy dog eyes.

I rolled my eyes at him and went into the refrigerator and got out my plate of fruits. His eyes lit up at the sight of the strawberries, cherries and melon. I rested my derriere up on the counter with the plate of fruit next to me. Ace came over to me and separated my legs and stood in between them. It was a normal thing he did but every time the hair on the back of my neck would stand up. We were like that eating fruit and talking normally for about five minutes then as I reached for the last piece of watermelon I spotted that he was going for the same one. I quickly grabbed it before he could even blink and placed it in between my lips. He frowned at me.

"Well that was a rude." I shrugged at him and childishly taunted him.

I was about to put it fully into my mouth when he leaned forward and placed his hand behind my neck guiding me to his mouth.