Blinded

Trouble

I wake up to loud music and talking coming from downstairs.
"What the fuck" I murmur getting out of bed.
I rub my head and head downstairs to see what the commotion was.

Andre was sitting on the couch next to some girl. Trey was talking to Lamar and Carmel boy in the kitchen.

Why was Andre all up on the couch with this bitch? Like who tf was she.
I walk into the kitchen looking annoyed asf and slamming the refrigerator door open. Trey looked at me like I'm crazy. "Andre yo girl finna break the house" Trey say laughing with Lamar. I look at Trey and cross my arms standing infront of him. "What little girl" he says standing in the same position I was crossing his arms.
Andre comes in the kitchen and puts his arms around me from behind.

I turn around and pull away from him. "Don't touch me" I say pulling out some milk and sitting it on the counter.
"Man what you tripping for now" he says turning me to him. I ignore him and look up to see the Cinnamon Toast Crunch on the highest shelf.
"Ughhhhhhhh" I say jumping up and down. Trey and Lamar bust up laughing. And Andre grins.

"I ain't finna help you either" Andre says sitting on the counter watching me struggle.
I just stand there looking up at the box while a tall figure reaches over me and grabs it.
I turn around to see the Carmel boy (who's name I still don't know). "Thanks" I say twirling my hair and smiling.
I turn my gaze over to Andre and I could see he was heated.
"No problem". He says in a deep raspy voice.
I begin walking past Andre to get a bowl when he grabs my waist hard and drags me upstairs.

"LET ME DOWN ANDRE" I scream punching his back and kicking my feet. He leads me upstairs in his room and he throws me on the bed.
"What the fuck was that Kayla" he says in a calm but angered tone. "What was what I didn't do shit."
He acts like I grabbed his dick or sum shit.
"First off you come down the stairs half fuckin naked in some booty shorts and a mf half shirt" he say pointing down at my body. "I JUST WOKE UP ITS NOT MY FAULT YOU GOT PEOPLE OVER" I say getting up on my knees on the bed getting up in his face.
"Kayla I trying really hard not to-"he starts getting closer to me face.
" TRYING HARD NOT TO WHAT? HIT ME GO AHEAD DO IT" I say stepping off the bed at looking up at him.

He slams me up against the wall and pins my hands up. "Kayla keep fucking testing me and I swear on my life you ain't never gonna be able to walk again." He says looking into my eyes. I just stay silent.
"You know what, I know what you need" he says picking me up and laying me down on the bed.
"What are you doin-" , I start.
"Shut the fuck up" he says pulling down my pants.
"ANDRE" I say shocked that he would even undress me like this.
He pulls off my shirt and begins sucking on my neck.
I'm not even gonna front, it felt good asf.
"Andreee" I just barely get out. He move down to my bra strap and pulled down both of them while kissing down my chest, then to my stomach, and finally to my shorts.

Then he gets up.

Ummm wtf.
I look at him with confusion.
He leans in close to my ear and whispers, "Act right" then he slowly traces his hand back up my body and leaves the room.

I sigh deeply and lay back on the bed pouting.
Fucking asshole.

My phone starts to ring and I look down to see a FaceTime call from my friend Arianna. My face beams with excitement. Arianna and I have been friends since elementary school where we first met and we have been attached to each other's hip ever since then.
I answer the ft screaming, " BABBBBEE I MISS YOU" I fix myself on the bed.
"Kaylaaa move back we all miss you" Ari says putting her hair up in a bun.
"Bro I wish but you know how it is" I say staring down at my lap. I do feel b ad about having to move away so suddenly but my mom is a legit business women so wherever she goes I must go. She expects me to take over later on in life.
My thoughts got interrupted by the door swinging open. In comes Trey.
"Do you not know how to knock Trey damn" I say flipping my hair making a stank face.
He makes the ame face back and then fixes his gaze on my phone were Ari was fixing up her hair.
"WHO IS THATTT... AYE MA" Trey says charging for my phone. I push him back laughing.
"Trey this is my friend Arianna she's from my hometown... Ari this is Trey." I say turning the camera to him.
"Hi Trey" Ari say laughing and looking in her mirror fixing up her edges.
"Let me fly you out Ms. Ari", Trey says smirking and reaching for my phone.
"ALRIGHT ALRIGHT THATS ENOUGH YOU TWO BYE ARI I LOVE YOU" I say quickly hanging up. Ill be damned if i let Trey player ass get at my best friend.
Afer I hang up I tie my hair up into a messy bun and turn to Trey.
"May I help you Trey" I say rolling my eyes and begin scrolling through instagram.
"Damn I can't check on my lil sis?" He says tugging at my sock "I heard a lot of commotion coming from up here... you straight?" he states actually looking pretty concrned.
I sigh and put my phone down before addressing him.
"Well maybe you should talk to your friend about bringing other women and friends here unannounced" I say sarcastically.
Dont get me wrong, I dont mind complany but for freaks sake I just woke up and there is a whole crowd of people at my house. Not to mention my dude was sitting next to some chick I dont even know.
"Nah I feel you but you gotta chill and plus you cant be walking around like that sis" he says looking down at my bare legs.
"Ashy ass legs" he say smacking my knees and taking off out the door.
"TREY I KNOW YOU NOT-"
SLAM.
The door closes before I can even finish my sentence.
This boy is so annoying. I laugh to myself.
I plug my phone up and grab my fluffy blanket.
I begin drifting off to sleep.

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BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ
I wake up to my phone blowing up.  "Wtf" I murmur to myself rubbing my eyes.
I check my phone to see what time it is.
2:30 pm
Damn I was sleeping for a while. I check my notifications to see one of my instagram post going viral.
WTF? I was just at 100k yesterday now I'm at 700k . What the heck happened overnight.
I've never been that consistent on IG. My friends always tell me I should take it serious because I could easily make money for being well... pretty.
I check my timeline to see that Andre posted a video of me doing my hair on his story.
Hmm thats why.
I roll back over and snuggle up into my blanket when my phone start ringing.
"BRUH I JUST WANNA SLEEP" I yell to myself.
I check my phone to see that it was Chanel calling.
I sigh before answering the facetime call.
"Hey girl" I say sheepishly putting only my forehead in the camera.
"GIRL I HAVE SOME TEAAA" she says yelling through the phone.
"OMG KAYLA WERE YOU SLEEP? YOU NEED TO GET UP AND HEAR THIS" she screams through the phone.
Ok now I'm actually a little nervous. I know Chanel and she only acts like this when it is important. I can feel my heart in my ass.
A part of me knew it was about Andre.
"GIRL" she says proping her phone up so I can see her whole face.
"This girl told me she be fucking with your dude" she says covering her own mouth as if she just found out right now too.
"Chanel.... dont play with me." I start to sit up from my bed and prop my phone up on the dresser.
"Bruh Kayla you know I would not just say some shit like this." She says in a stern voice.
I begin tieing my hair up and putting on my off whites. Im ready to fight someone I dont know who but I feel like fighting.
Chanel was still talking but at this stage of anger I was zoned out of everything she was saying.
"Kayla? KAYLA?? Did you hear me?" she says smacking her phone.
"Yea" I say bluntly and quickly hang up.
I mean I know me and Andre starting fucking with each other quickly but I still feel hurt.
Like he couldnt be loyal for even the first months? Shit is wack and if Trey been known about this other girl... I cant be friends with him no more.
I walk downstairs to see that no one was home. Tears start to swell my eyes.
"No Kayla. You not about to cry over this boy" I say to myself before heading upstairs and getting the little bit of things that belonged to me.
How dumb could I be?
Once I was done stuffing everything into my bag I head downstais and to the front door before it swings open.
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"Kayla?"