Reign

7.2

"So how old are you?" She said interrogating me with a question. We found ourselves sitting in a lounging area not too far from the movie theaters. I don't even know how I got myself into this in the first place. Fortunately, I can say that this is a unique experience. The whole time we were in the movies we held hands, exchange glares, but never kissed. We never spoke, but through our eyes we expressed a different type of language that I've never seen before."I'm 27, how about you?" I questioned. "You know it's risky for a man to ask a woman their age. But looking at you I think you're an exception, right? I'm 24" she said with a smile. "But I want to know why I feel like you're playing hard to get. As far as I'm concerned it seems like I'm the only one that wants you. Not unless you have absolutely no interest in me" she said giving me a seductive glare. How can a woman turn me on all the right ways. I sat there staring at her lips as her fingers glided across them carefully. "Well you're the one that came on to me" I said straightening my clothes. "Touché" she said folding her arms. "Besides it's not like you're an angel either" I said adding onto my argument. She smirked laughing to herself. "You still decided to go on a date with me" she said raising her eyebrow. She has a point.

I stopped, and kept my mouth shut. It was just me and her. We stood in silence, my eyes devoured hers. What's her game? I wanted to figure her out. Never in my experience of living have I encountered a girl like her. Nobody has ever saved me, killed my sidepiece, help me recover and still have interest in me. Most girls would be scared of me, or what I do. I'm just confused on how I should feel. I'm interested, yet worried she knows too much.What does she have to lose? "Are you done?" she said bringing my attention. "You've been staring at me for a while" she said with concerned eyes. "Why are you doing this? Why me?" I asked getting serious. "Why not. You're special and I see something in you that I see in no one else" she said leaning over the coffee table between us. I couldn't believe her even if I wanted to. "I-" "You know what I'm sorry. I'm rushing this and you clearly don't want me" she said getting up from her seat. I caught her fragmented words in my throat. I don't know what to do. "Wait" I said getting up. I walked around towards her, stopping in her tracks. I noticed her eyes were more interested in the floor. I hate when people do that. "Look at me when I talk to you" I insisted, lifting her head. She immediately looked up with tears forming. What a softy. "What are you crying for?" I asked. "You" She said with light tears rolling down her face. My heart pained seeing her cry. I felt responsible for her feelings. How can I do this to a girl I barely know. "Come here" I said bringing her into a warm hug. I held her tight, hoping she never leaves my arms sad again. I feel connected to her on a different level but I just can't make sense of anything. My heart lust for her but my mind can't wrap around reality. Her arms slid off my back, as she finally parted from me. "I'm sorry" she said wiping her tears away. "You good?" I said backing up. She nodded calming down. I looked at her itching to ask a question. "How is it that you like me and I just met you?" I questioned. "How is it that you can't make sense of your feelings?" my eyes widened by her commentary. "I can't restrain myself when I'm around you" she said folding up her arms. Her words struck deja vu within me, what is this feeling? I could hear my own voice repeat those same words in my head. "Kai" she spoke. I answered with my eyes instead. I stepped closer hovering over her. My heart raced, afraid of what I might do. Then she took the initiative and leaned close enough planting a delicate kiss on my cheek. "Wait for me" she whispered in my ear. Her touch agitated me because I wanted more. "Imma go" she said gathering her things. "Okay" I said frozen. I want you too.

I laid frustrated in my bed. "Why?" I groaned. I can't restrain myself? Her voice sounded familiar, along with what she said. I stared at my ceiling hoping something will come out at me. I searched through my memories remembering the date. I recall Karhé's expressions and unforgettable smile. Suddenly another image of her and I appeared in a classroom like setting. "I can't restrain myself when I'm around you" i said. "Then don't". My mind reloaded with more memories and better moments with her.

Karhé, Karhé, Karhé

Everything started to fill in, yet I needed more. Why do I remember her. Who is she? I rushed out my bed and out the door. I need to find her. I thought hard trying to remember where she lived. I drove, circling neighborhoods. I can't keep my mind off of her ever since we met, in my dreams. Finally, I landed on a house. Then it all came to me like a bag of bricks. She's here, alive. My babygirl. I rushed to the front door, knocking impatiently. She came to the door with a confused expression. "What are you-" I cut her off with my lips. I longed the touch of her lips. I passionately massaged them with my hands on her neck. Our lips sung in unison, creeping short tugs and tongues. Tears escaped my eyes as i unhinged my lips from hers. "I missed you" I said hugging her tight. "You bum" she said holding onto me.

I ran out of love but she brought it back