I. Tamara

Chapter 16

I had just hung up the phone from talking to my dad. He demanded me to stay with my grandma for a while since Zoey ratted me out about having Quan over all the time. I don't understand why he's so pressed. He knows abous us, but whatever. I grabbed my duffle bag and began to vigorously throw clothes into it. Grandma Tiny likes Quan, so I'll be able to see him there. I went to my other closet and began to place my shoes into the other bag. I called my grandma to let her know that I was on my way then I made my way to my car without saying a word to Zoey.

I pulled into her driveway then climbed out of the car as I shut my car door. I walked toward the backseat and opened the door then grabbed my bags and began walking to her front door as it flew open.

"Teeeeeee," I heard my grandma exclaim as I pulled my shades off.

"Hey, Grandma Tiny," I said while she pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around her short body and hugged her tightly.

"Come on in, sweetie," She moved out of the way so I could enter with my bags.

"I'll go settle in then I'll be back,"

I began walking up the steps and before I knew it, I was in my mother's old room. I set my bags down then looked around at the decor. It hasn't changed a bit. I kicked off my shoes then sat onto the bed and fell back. Was this the bed I was made on? I've always wondered that. I laughed at the thought then climbed up and walked toward the staircase when the doorbell went off. Who could that be?

She hurried to open the door as I raced down the stairs to see who was there and Legacy stood in the doorway with a teddy bear and a bouquet of flowers. I rolled my eyes then gently slid Grandma Tiny out of the way.

"Grandma Tiny, can you give us a minute," I said while looking back at her.

She eyed him for a while then slowly walked away.

It was a awkward silence until I cleared my throat and looked at him.

"What did you come here for, Legacy? You know I can't be seeing you since I'm with Quan now and I've stopped doing all that stuff we used to do. I'm being a good girlfriend for him,"

He stuffed his hand into his pockets then put his head down then he lifted his head with a smirk forming onto his face. "Ok. And? Quan ain't half the man I am,"

I rolled my eyes then closed the door in his face. I'm sick of them always comparing themselves to Quan. He is my heart and my soul yet I'm letting these niggas get in my head and make me question him. I sighed then strolled up to my room. I need to take a hot shower to clear my head.

I removed all of my clothing then turned the shower on. As I let it get hot, I decided to check my phone and there wasn't nothing, but a text from my dad and a missed call from Quan. I sighed then placed my phone back onto the counter. I'll call him when I clear my head. I stepped into the shower and the warm water beads connected with my body. I moaned in satisfaction.

Okay. I know I love Quan with everything in me, but with Zoey living with us, it's hard. I get the urge to just want to want to have sex with him. Everything he does turns me on like just thinking about it makes me want him even more. Don't get me wrong, I have always had that craving for Quan like every since our hormones started kicking in. My first wet dream was about Quan, but I just don't understand why I love him yet I crave Zoey. I shook my head. Honestly, I can say I lust behind Zoey, but I truly love Quan. I have had a crush on Quan since I can remember and I will not mess that up for nothing. I finally got the love of my life and I would hate to lose him, so I pray everyday for the lord to give me strength and not screw around with Zoey.

"Tamara!" I heard my grandma call.

"Yeah!" I called back while turning off the shower and stepping out. I wrapped the towel around my body then ran down the stairs.

"Someone is here for you," She smiled then stepped into her bedroom.

I walked towrd the dining room then smiled as I saw Quan sitting on the couch. He walked toward me then hugged me and I stood on my tippy toes and kissed his lips.

"Hey baby. I was just thinking about you," I giggled while combing my fingers through his afro. I began walking toward the stairs as he followed behind me and lifted up towel. I gasped as I felt a breeze hit my area.

"Oh my god, Quan," I yelled in a sem-whisper while running into my room then grabbing my duffle bag and searching for a pair of undergarments. I found a pair of Quan's boxers and decided to put those on then I grabbed a laced bra and a sports bra. I wear both so my breast stay under control. I slid those on then I laid across the bed as Quan looked at me funny.

"Are those mine," He said referring to the boxers I had on.

I nodded with a smirk. "Hey, you never told me why you were crying the other day," I said.

"Oh. I just had some hurtful flashbacks. That's all," He said nonchalantly while playing with his keychain.

"Do you want to talk about it,"

"Not right now. Maybe later,"

"Okaay, but I have a question,"

"Which is,"

"Why don't you open up to me as much as you used to. I feel like you're trying to hide yourself from me,"

"I mean, you been with me since we was in elementary, but there was stuff that I knew, that you didn't know. And I feel like if you knew, you probably wouldn't have been my friend.,"

"No. You know I wouldn't stop being your friend. Yeah, I would've judged you, but not now and I'm your friend now and your lover," I kissed him on the lips then I buried my head into the crook of his neck. "Now, just tell me,"

He took a deep breathe then held onto me. "My family didn't like your family and I knew about it,"

".....Did your family kill my mother," I looked up at him.

"No. That was Zoey's family. I thought you knew that,"

I nodded. I'm still trying to wrap my head around it. Why did our families hate each other so?

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