Kaila.
The next morning I woke up to the smell of food coming from downstairs, today was Monday and I had class in a few hours, I got out the bed to wash my face and brush my teeth before heading downstairs, I seen that my favorite breakfast was in the table which was French Toast , Bacon,Eggs , grits, and orange juice.
I sat down at the table and seen that kentrell was looking down at his phone and had his back towards me. I looked down and seen he was shirtless and had on just boxers.
I rolled my eyes and looked away as I seen him turn around and look at me.
"You not go speak". He asked wrapping his arms around my waist.
"You not go tell me how many people you killed". I said with a attitude.
"why you won't to know how many people I killed yesterday, it doesn't matter".
"Yes the fuck it does that could be somebody mama, daddy, sister, brother, son, daughter and you just killed them with no remorse".
"Life goes on kaila, it's either me or them, stop trying to be a peace maker all the damn time".
"You so damn-".
"Im so damn what". He asked stepping closer to me.
"Nothing". I mumbled looking away but he moved my face and peck me on the lips.
"Move kentrell". I tried to move him away from me but he wouldn't budge.
He grabbed me by my ass and started rubbing it I couldn't help the smile that came from my mouth, he wanted to play and I was still mad at him.
"Bae move in hungry". I whined.
"Nah you still mad at me". He told me.
I rolled my eyes and laughed while looking at the food, it looked so fucking good.
"Im not mad". I lied.
"So we lying to each other now". He smacked my ass.
"Kentrell I have school this morning, stop fucking around".
"So what, you not leaving the house with that attitude".
"I don't have-".
Before I could finish his phone started ringing and he looked at the caller I'd before picking it up and sitting for at the table. I followed him and begin eating on my food like it was the last meal I was go eat.
"She did what". I looked up and seen kentrell with his jaws clench.
"Nah you sure cause she know fucking better".
I looked at him and seen he had his jaws clench while looking at me, if looks could kill I would be 6 feet under.
"Aight thanks man". He hung up the phone.
"What's wrong".
"Why the fuck did I just get a call from somebody saying that they seen you being friendly with some damn nigga at the damn store". He yelled.
"Why the fuck is them mother fuckers worried about me". I snapped.
"Answer my damn question". He barked. I hate when he yells at me cause his whole demeanor changes and it scares me.
"I wasn't being friendly with no nigga, he was just helping me put the groceries up cause I had a lot of groceries".
"That better be the reason cause if I found out you fucking around on me, ima kill you and that nigga, do I make myself clear".
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DREAMALITY 1 || The First Generation
RomanceStory of Kaila Alain Westbrook and Kentrell Desean Gaulden.