* Brandon's POV *
The next day.
I kept thinking about yesterday as I laid in bed. Those kisses we shared, had me feeling a feeling that I have never felt before. I haven't even known shawty for that long.
When I looked at my clock it was 4:43am.
"Damn." I mumbled. It's too early for this shit.
I tried going back to sleep, but I couldn't get lil' mama off my mind.
I decided to call her to see if she was up, to my suprise she was.
"Wassup Mille baby?" I asked her.
"Hello Brandon." I could hear the smile in her voice, I smirked at the thought of that.
"Why you up so early?" I asked.
"I could ask you the same thing." I chuckled, then bit my lip.
"To keep it hot, I was thinking about you alot. So I decided to call you. Now.. Why are you up?" I asked.
"I had a bad dream earlier, I couldn't really fall back asleep after that. So I stayed up for awhile."
"Aww, you need me to come over there?" I asked, just to see what she would say.
"No!" She said, kind of fast.
"Why not?"
"Because Brielle's mom would kill me, plus I have school in a few."
I laughed at the last part.
"Oh yeah, you do youngin." I said, still chucking.
"Shut up Brandon." She said, in a whiny voice. That had my dick hard.
"I wanna take you out today, I wanna get to know you better."
"Hmm, sounds good. What are we gonna do?" She said, I could hear her getting sleepy.
"Don't worry about that, I got it. Now go back to sleep, I can tell you sleepy." I said, closing my eyes. Shit, I was getting sleepy again.
"Mm, stay on the phone with me." She said, in a soft voice.
"Anything for you Mille baby. Wake me up, when you get up."
That was the last thing I said, before I drifted off to sleep.
* Camille's POV *
What if heaven was hell,
& vice versa?
If I told you to go to hell,
would you say I cursed ya?
I woke up to sound of Pastor Troy's Vice Versa song playing loudly downstairs. It must be Brielle, since I didn't see her anywhere.
I glanced at my phone & noticed I was still on with Brandon. I smiled, thinking about yesterday & last night.
Of course Brielle questioned me, about where I was but I didn't want to tell her just yet. I wanted to see where it would go.
I heard Brandon snoring, so I just hung up the phone. I didn't wanna bother him.
I got up, went into the bathroom & did my hygiene things. My shower was at least 30 minutes & I knew I would have to hurry. It was already 6:45.
I dried off, mosturized my skin & put on deodorant. Then I sprayed my body with a vanilla scented perfume.
I brushed my teeth, then I quickly blow dried my hair. I didn't feel like messing with it, so I pulled it into a neat bun.
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Abusive Affair (URBAN)
Teen FictionMeet Camille Davis. 16, 5'2, with a body like whoa. Camille doesn't have your average teenage life. Behind her pretty smile, is a lot of pain & suffering. With her horrible mother beating her, stepfather raping her & constantly having to manage ma...