*two years later*
"hey babe" she smiled at the sound of her boyfriend walking into their apartment.
he was 6'4, mixed, and had the eyes that any girl would fall in love with instantly. it literally lures you in. he has this gorgeous smile that would automatically make you melt. it was almost magical.
no one would ever think she'd be with him. shes different from most. shes just another church girl... well sort of. people think she's too uptight but thats who she is.
"hey baby" she turned around and faced him and smiled.
he walked closer to her and gave her a dozen roses. she smiled at her boyfriend and wrapped her arms around his neck easily. considering the fact she was also tall, it was easier than most. she kissed him. he wasn't expecting it and his face said it all. she giggled and went to her room to put the roses away. she put them next to a picture of her dad and sighed.
*Tiffany's POV*
i got to my room and just stood there. a lot has changed since he's been gone. after my dad died i moved in with my boyfriend. mom has been trying to find closure in all this but has been taking all her anger out on Me. thats why i moved out and that is the reason for all the bruises that are still healing till this day. never would i have thought mom would do such a thing. she used to be so caring and vigilant. she has always had my back. but now... its all different. never in a million years would i have expected that. but it happened.
it's all so overwhelming. all i could do was cry and cry i did. i sighed cause i didn't have tears to cry anymore.
i put my head down on the counter and let it lie there. i felt a presence come into the room. i couldn't hear anything but i knew tate was behind me. he picked me up in bridal style and i put my head down on his chest to hear his heart beat. he walked us into his bedroom and laid me down.
when i first moved in with him i thought he was gonna force me to have sex with him. probably because that was my dad's worst fear that I'd have sex and end up pregnant. but he didn't and that is the main reason i love him so much.
my thoughts cleared as my beautiful Moroccan Italian boyfriend looked in my eyes . he is so scrumptious.
I didn't notice he came with hot coco in hand. He was smiling at me with his perfectly white teeth that never failed to make the heart melt. he had hot chocolate in his....
"babe you made me hot chocolate??"
i jumped on the bed like a four year old that just found they're going to Disney world. he, being himself, just chuckled At my excitement and put the cups down. he knows me so well loll
#flashback
"hot chocolate!!!!!!!!!" i screeched
without warning i flew in his direction and he didn't know what to do. he was in so much shock that he dropped them on himself. i stopped in my tracks and fell on the floor laughing while he turned a little red of embarrassment i took a picture. when i tried to take a couple more he took my phone and ran away Smh. i was chasing him around the house for almost thirty minutes until he slipped on the coffee that fell from his pants.
#flashback ends
i jumped from the bed to where he was. which is actually quite a distance. he caught me and spun me around. i laughed and laughed and laughed till I couldn't breathe anymore. he dropped me on the bed and as soon as i was about to make a run for it he jumped on top of me and started tickling me.
odd right??
lol that's just who we are.
