keep it a secret

chapter 1

The icon on my screen popped up once again telling me he messaged me back. I smiled to myself then clicked it and started reading..

Chris Smith: Do you trust me babe ?

I looked at it confusion then typed back

Jay Willis: Of course...why ?

I sent the message off then continued to fold the pile of clothes on my bed. Nothing that boy tells me will make me love him less, We've been talking for a while now on this instant message site I decided to check out called Meebo. I'd say it's been a straight three months we've been at this and not one night have we went without messaging each other. As I finished off my clothes the icon popped up followed by a weird boop sound, that's new. I laughed then clicked his message and got to reading..

Chris Smith: Well.. I gotta tell you something. Can you promise me you won't get mad ?

My eyebrows instantly furrowed while I tried to come up with a response.

Jay Willis: Uhh I can't really promise anything but go ahead and tell me..

"Jay come down dinnahs ready !" My mom shouted with her thick Italian "Alright Ma !" I shouted back coming down the stairs and walking into a cloud of pasta sauce aroma. When I got to the dinner table my plate was already set out as usual and my dad was pouring Parmesan in his carbonara.

"Marito whatcha trying to do drown in the Parmesano !?" My mom shouted, She always called him Marito (which meant husband in Italian.)

*ltalian accent* "I'm just putting a little !" He replied shaking the bottle one more time

"Don't come crying to me when ya constipated on the toilet again !" "I'm tryna eat here !" I shouted twirling carbonara on my fork "You want some cheese on that Jay ?" My dad asked shaking the Parmesan on my plate without me answering. He was black but my mom gave him an Italian soul.

"She doesn't want any !" "I mean I want a little !" I exclaimed "See she wants some Paula just eat ya food !" He shouted back to her. There is never a time where we just talk with our inside voice. It's an Italian thing, we know we're only three feet away from each other but we can help it, Im just glad my accent isn't as heavy as Ma's.

"That's enough papa !" I shouted pushing it away "You sure you don't want a little more ?" He asked while they argued over the TV and my brother Jayven college tuition. As much as I hated to say it I missed my brother, he was annoying as hell but he always had my back. I finished my last forkfull of carbonara then got up and kissed my mom on the cheek thanking her for the dinner. When I got to my room my laptop was going off with that boop sound from Meebo, I ran over to it and saw I had 3 unread messages. "I'm sure I have enough !" I continued reading the unread messages from Chris. I forgot I was messaging him and more importantly that he had to tell me something. The first message read:

Chris Smith: Well I'm not who you think I am.. or atleast not who I've been pretending to be..

Chris Smith: Jay..

Chris Smith: Please say something..

Jay Willis: Yeah ok! Stop kidding Chris it's not funny !

I sent the message laughing to myself. There is no way the boy I fell in love with is a fake, I've heard of Catfish before but everyone knows that shit is fake.. Chris wouldn't do that to me.