Lonely

Chapter 2

Since You Think The First Chapter Was Good, Wait Til You Read This Chapter! Juicyness Is Finna. Go. DOWN! (Kevin Hart's Voice) Let's Get Right Into The Story 😘

Symir

I Woke Up This Morning Ready For My Second Day At Strawhill. Yesterday, When We Moved In, I Helped My Mama Finish Unpacking And Shit While She Was At Work. After What Happened To Ciara, I'm Tryna Be Protective Of Her But She Making That Real Hard With This Attitude Problem She Giving Me. I'll Have To Fix That Shit.

I Finished Getting Dressed And Went To Wake Ciara Up.

"Ciara? We Gotta Go. Out Of All People, I Thought You Would Know That. You Went Here Before Me. Wake Your Ass Up." I Yelled To Her.

"WATCH YOUR MOUTH IN MY DAMN HOUSE BOY!" I Heard My Mama Yell From Behind Her Closed Door. I Covered My Mouth And Knocked On Ciara's Door Again.

"Wake Up Girl Before The Bus Come!" I Banged On The Door. She Swung It Open Looking Good ASF. She Had On A Grey Dress With White Converse. She Had Some Big Hoop Earrings On And A Silver Necklace With A Ring Attached To It. I Wasn't Even Worried About Where She Got Her Clothes From She Just Looked Good.

"First Of All, I Been Up Before You. Second, Stop Staring At Me Like You've Never Seen A Girl Dressed Like This Before." She Said With Hella Attitude. I Looked At Her Like She Was Crazy.

"Where You Get Them Clothes? I Know You Ain't Go Back To That House After What That Nigga Did To You." My Mama Came Out Of Her Room To Go Downstairs. On Her Way Down She Slapped The Back Of My Head.

"What Did I Say About Your Mouth Syncere? And Leave That Girl Alone." She Said With Clenched Teeth. I Chuckled At Her Cause She Swear Think Her Hits Hurt.

"My Bad Ma. Come On CiCi. We Gotta Catch The Bus." I Said Jogging Down The Stairs. My Mama Stopped Before She Grabbed A Water Bottle. Ion Know Who She Getting In Shape For But That Nigga Better Not Get Fucked Up. We Just Moved Here And She Already Found A Nigga?

"Y'all Are Not Taking No Nasty Bus. Then Come Back In My House With All Them Germs. Take My Jeep And I'll Drive The BMW. Syncere I Swear To God, If You Scratch, Dent, Scrape, Or Bruise My Truck? It's Gonna Be Me And You Boy." Ma Said. Ciara Was Eating That Shit Up Like Shit Was Funny."And Where Your Seatbelts"

She Left Out Of The House And Ciara Left Out With Her. I Watched Her Ass As She Left The Front Door. It Was A Little Too Much For Her To Where That Dress.

"No, Go Change. You Look Good And Everything But Go Change." I Grabbed Her And Pulled Her Back To Where I Was Standing By The Stairs. She Looked At Me With Her Eyebrows Raised. She Rolled Her Eyes And Waved Me Off She Walked Back Towards The Door But I Stopped Her Ass Again. The Fuck She Think She Playing With?

"Boy You Are Not My Daddy..Let Me Go." She Was Laughing. I Swear This Girl Laugh Like Everything Funny.

"I'm Serious. Go Change. Now CiCi." I Gave Her One Last Look And She Stomped Up The Stairs. She Said Something Under Her Breath.

"What Was That?"

"I SAID FUCK YOU!" She Said From The Room. Five Minutes Later She Came Back Downstairs With Some Light Blue Ripped Jeans And A White Shirt With The Same Shoes Her Hair Was Down And Curly.

"Much Better"

"You Better Be Glad I Had Changing Clothes.." She Rolled Her Eyes And Jogged Down The Stairs And Walked Out The Garage Door.

I Made Sure Everything Was Locked Up And Safe And Left.

Ciara

As I Waited For Symir To Finish Doing What He Was Doing, I Stood Next To The Passenger Door With My Arms Crossed With An Annoyed Look On My Face Just To See What He Would Do.