Protector.

08.

The next day A'melia wasn't going to be released because she had a small cold and they didn't think her immune system would fight off an infection, so they decided to keep her and moniter her overall progress. Although its just a graze it really could effect her small body.

I was on my way home to take a shower before spending the rest of the day with her. I knew she'd be safe since one of our cousin's was here nurse for the next few hours.

I entered my home to see it was in the same state which I left it. My phone rung loudly in my purse which startled me a little bit. I fished it from my bag to see it was Kentrell. "Hello?" I answered sighing, I wasn't sure what more did he want from me.

"Everythang okay?" He questioned.

I nodded, "yes everything is fine I'm just washing up and I'm heading back to the hospital in an hour or so," I informed while rubbing my aching neck.

"Let me kno' so I can come up thea."

Kentrell had every right to be in A'melia's life but as of right now I didn't need him around and didn't want her around him. These were the exact same reasons I removed myself from the situation I had with her father. He was a target and me being with him made me one also. Just as me and her being around Kentrell. I can honestly still smell all the gun powder throughout the air, hearing the loud bullets shoot from the gun at a rapid speed. Its as if history was repeating itself.

"No she's fine," I entered my room and removed my gucci tennis shoes, "I'll call you later."

"Let me kno'."

I ended the call and tossed my phone onto the bed. Soon as I did that it rung once again. I huffed out in annoyance and answered it in a harsh tone, "Kentrell what do you want?"

"Since when was my name Kentrell?" Marlo questioned causing my mouth to drop in a mix of shock and embarrassment. "I'm sorry its just that he's been blowing me up," I lied a bit. Just for the fact of the matter I didn't need him knowing I was still in contact with him and vice versa.

He chuckled, "you good.. Open the door."

I became screw faced. "How did you know I was home?" I asked while exiting my room and reaching the door. I ended the call and opened the door, seeing him standing there with a slight smirk on his face. He had on simple black joggers with a dark grey t-shirt with a rock band on it, along with small pendant gold chains. "I jus' guessed," he shrugged while stepping in and closing the door behind him.

"Or did you follow me?" I wondered with a smile.

He nodded, "that too, I was in the parkin' lot about to bring y'all somethin' to eat but I seen you walkin' to ya car." He shrugged once more, "so I followed ya to see whea' you was sneakin' off to.."

"You get the creep award of the week," I teased. He pulled me towards him having my eyes grow wide. "I don't mind winnin' it every week," he chuckled slightly then kissed my forehead.

I blushed at his actions.

"So you're gonna stalk me?" I spoke sarcastically and turned away from him about to walk away until he wrapped his arms around me. "Whea' you goin' I'm tryin' to talk to you?" He questioned while pushing my hair aside. He placed his lips onto my shoulder then went higher onto my neck. "You smell so good," he whispered softly into my ear.

I bit my bottom lip allowing my eyes to gently close. He flicked his tongue on my earlobe which contained a diamons stud. Shivers began to come about and goosebumps danced across my skin. I reached back pulling his face, I turned to the side allowing our lips to share a kiss.

I wanted this man more than anything but something in me didn't wanna let that happen, I believe it was Kentrell. He held me back from true love.

Marlo reached down and gently rubbed his large hands over my small ass. He was so delicate with me as if I were a rose that would wilt if not handled correctly. But in reality that's how all women should be treated, like flowers. He squeezed at it a bit. My blood was coursing through my veina, rushing like a rapid river. I needed this man inside of me. All of those transpired because of his lips. "Can we go to your room?" He asked in a husky voice which seemed to be more masculine than ever.

"Can we do it here?" I pondered. I didn't wanna have to walk to my room. I wanted him here and now.

I reached my hand out and gripped at his hard dick through his joggers. "Mmm," I hummed beginning to kiss his lips roughly. Something in me was a burning fire and it needed to released, as soon as possible. I yanked at the strings, quickly untying them.

"Chill Wynter," he chuckled.

I stepped back from him and I removed every single piece of clothing which covered my body. He stared at me as if this was his first time seeing me naked. His eyes were low and it was visible he was hungry for me. "What you waiting for?" I asked.

He kissed his lips and picked me up by gripping onto my neck. An automatic reaction for me to wrap my legs aroune him for support. He slammed my back into the couch. He pulled down his joggers and his boxers.

He entered me slowly, I gasped on command. The feeling of him pushing through my walls was enticing.

"Ohhhh fuck," I moaned softly into his ear.

He sped up once he believed I was comfortable. He applied so much force with the movement of his hips, having me make a noise each thrust. He didn't bother moving very much because he knew how much I enjoyed the feeling of him inside me. I wasn't sure if this was making love but it was like this each and every time. He placed small kisses onto my neck here and there.

I lifted his shirt my my fingers, I began to dig my nails into his back. Possibly tearing open nearly healed scratches.

"Ohhh goddd," I shuttered letting go a small wince. He bit my bottom lip and tugged at it. Our lips became inseparable just like our bodies.

"WYNNIE WHAT THA FUCK?!" A voice yelled causing us both to look up at the door. There stood Kentrell looking mad as ever. Marlo hopped off me and stuffed himself back inside of his clothes. "Wassup boss?" Marlo greeted with a smirk on his face.

I grabbed the couch pillow and covered my bare body. "Hey Kentrell.. Wh-what are you doing here?" I questioned.

Kentrell didn't bother to say another word, in the blink of an eye he was ontop of Marlo pounding his face in. "KENTRELL NO!" I screamed trying to pull him off but all of a sudden I felt the back of his hand glide across the right side of my face. I fell back onto the floor with tears rushing from my eyes, I was in disbelief. I hadn't even realized I curled up.

All I heard was heavy breathing and low grunts.

"Stay that fuck away from Wynter you bitch ass nigga, I'm tired of tellin' you!" He hollered and I heard spit being released from his mouth. I slowly sat up and saw Marlo exiting from the door. Kentrell picked me up and I silently cried. I wasn't sure why he felt like needed to interrupt my life and my own doings.

"Stop cryin' I'm tryin' to protect you Wynnie.. He ain't no good and he don't deserve you," he informed while laying me onto my bed, "I'm gon' kill that bitch too.."

I turned my back towards him and those words played over in my head. "I'm gon' kill that bitch too.."