Maybe I Like Her [Interracial(B.1/2)]

Ch.22

Filler/ Short Chapter (;
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"Hello?" Open your eyes, you've slept all day.

"Clark? Clark!" I heard her voice say as she shook me and hit my face lightly. My eyes felt so heavy but I managed to open them and look at Brenda looking back at me with confusion. 

Once I felt like I can move my entire body, I grabbed her face and pressed our lips together like it was the last kiss we'd share.

"Okay, okay, I get it babe." she laughed as I kissed all over her cheeks. I looked at her in the eyes and hugged her frame, pulling her down to my bed as I leaned back. She was straddled over me and looking down to me as my eyes watered. "What's wrong Clark? You can come back to school tomorrow, aren't you happy?"

"I had a dream; you were in it and our classmates," I started.

"Was it deja vú?" she said.

It couldn't have been because I would never do something like that to her or any other woman I come across to in life.

"No, it was just a frightening dream." I said shaking my head. Her hands went up my bare chest and went through my hair to tangle through it. I closed my eyes and opened them back to her focusing on my hair. I mentally smiled because she was caught up in my hair and not me at the time. Within a second, I sat up making her fall back, still over my lap. I watched as she came back up and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Do you want to do something this afternoon, it's only Monday?" she said. I must've slept long and hard to just be waking up. I thought of something to do and suggested us going for a late lunch. She reluctantly agreed and got up so I can get myself ready.

I took 15 minutes and I was downstairs. I grabbed my house-keys, since I don't have my own car anymore, and locked up before getting in the car with Bren. 

She drove us to Olive Garden. Once we arrived, I got out as did Brenda, and we got a booth as we waited for a waiter.

I looked over my menu and looked at the 'Lunch for 2' since myself and Brenda decided decided to share.

"Welcome, welcome you guys. Can I start you off with drinks?" the busty woman asked. I couldn't tell whether or not to talk to her breasts or her eyes. They were literally like 5D, not 3D, but 5 dimensional; I can't believe they let her show up to work like this but I'm not complaining, and neither are any of the other men here.

"I'd umm, like a umm sprite. Babe?" I said, keeping my head down and trying not to be blinded by this woman's ginormous boobs. Bren was looking between her breasts and face too, but with a disgusted face.

"Umm, I'd like a water." she said as the woman wrote our drinks down politely.

"And, we're doing the two person deal and want salad for the appetizer." I said.

"How do you know I want salad?"

"Because I love you and I want salad." I said as the woman nodded and walked away.

"Her boobs were like, giant sacks of flour attatched to her chest." Brenda laughed. I smiled at her joke and pulled my phone out my pocket to receive a text from an unfamiliar number. I sat my phone on the table as I opened the text with pictures. 

Holy fuck. Kylie sent me pictures of her naked. Photo after photo. "Clark, what's that?" Bren asked as she noticed my phone light up and ding. I turned it off and replied with a nothing.

I stayed quiet and got a glare from Brenda who was wondering what I was hiding. The woman came back and we ordered, then waited for our food.

"You're acting suspicious." she said eyeing me. I turned off my text message alarm and sat it in my back pocket.

"No, no, it's just my umm mom. Asking where I was." I said.

"So you're not gonna text her back telling her where you are?"

"Nah, I'll talk to her when I get home."

"You're a terrible liar Clark." she said smiling at me. "Prove that it was your mom." she said.

"Yeah, no-"

"Yes. Unless you want to admit you're lying to me." she said as I felt her kick me under the table. Thankfully the waitress came back, changing the current subject we were on.

"Here you are kids. Enjoy." she said setting our food down and leaving.

"This isn't over Clark Gonzales." Bren said moving her hand. We ate and left after paying an hour later. She drove back to my house and walked me to the door like a true gentlelady.

"Well, i guess this is my house." I said like in the movies.

"Really Clark? You're acting like we aren't seeing eachother again."

"I wanna make it feel like we're in a movie." I said as I looked up at the darkening sky. She grabbed my hands and I looked down at her, as if we swapped personalities. We both leaned in and gave eachother a slow kiss before pulling away.

"Goodnight Clark." she said walking away slowly.

"Call me." I said. I smiled at our swapped roles and went inside, waving goodbye at her. I closed the door and put my head against it. I love Brenda. 

I went upstairs to get ready to go to bed, and to get ready to go back to school to face my problems. I suddenly thought back to Jerry or whatever. I want to kill him.

Like put him in a grave.

He's not gonna live peacefully after what he did to Brenda. And if his ass goes to jail, I hope he dies in there as if he was on the streets. You don't get away with rape; it's not just something that happens.

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