The Game

12

Kyah

"Hi baby." I said giving him a hug. He didn't hug back though. "What's wrong?" I asked stepping back. I looked at him and he had a hood on and his eyes were red.

"Don't talk to me." He stepped around me and walked off. Now I'm confused. Did I do something wrong?

"Is this about last night?" I asked catching up to him. "If it is then I don't know what to say. You didn't like it or something?"

"It's not that Lakyah." He stopped and looked at me. "You're a liar and you got what you wanted so why you still here."

"What are you talking about?" We were in the hall and it less crowded due to the fact the first bell rung.

"The fucking bet!" He yelled. My eyes grew wide.

"Baby that-" I reached for his hand.

"I'm not your baby. Don't talk to me no more. I don't want nothing to do with you." He said. That hurt. "You got what you wanted for me to love you. I love you. There it is now go collect your money and stay out of my life." He snatched his arm back and walked off.

I walked to class with tears threatening to spill but I didn't let them. I walked in and made eye contact with Brandy she had a smirk on her face once she saw me. Fucking bitch. I sat in my seat and put my head on the desk finally letting the tears fall.

Dante

I walked out of the school and went inside my car. I shut the door and placed my head on the sterring wheel.

I can't believe this whole thing was a lie. I opened up to her and told her shit that no one else knew. She sat there and lied to my face.

A knock on the window removed me from my thoughts. I looked up and Carter stood there with his hands up. I unlocked the doors and he got in.

"What's up man? Why you out here?" He asked. He took out a blunt and lit it up.

"I'm not feeling school today." I say and leaned back in my seat. He passed the blunt to me and I took a drag from it.

"Why you look all sad like someone killed your mama." I passed the blunt back before I spoke.

"Kyah man." I said shaking my head. "She lied to me about shit."

"What she lie about."

"Everything. This whole relationship was a lie." I said. "It was a fucking bet yo."

"Damn. That's fucked up. I think you should talk to her and let her explain her side."

"I 'ont know. I don't even want to look at her." I said.

I found myself picturing her beautiful smile every time she would catch me staring at her or if I would say something that would make her laugh. I smiled but it quickly fell to a frown. A tear rolled down my face but I whipped it. I guess this is what a broken heart feels like.