"Lorraine...Lorraine is my best friend. She is your mother.....Your real mother". This is crazy. I knew something was up, but I didn't think it was this. This just ruined my life. My entire life. Who am I? She continues. "Listen honey, you don't know everything that happened back then. It's really really crazy and I suggest we just move on".
Does she really think that I am going to move on about this? This is my fucking life. I am lost for words. "No, we're going to talk about this right now. Who are you?". "I am your mother's best friend. We were very close. Your father, he did terrible things and she asked me to keep you. Please honey, you really don't know everything". I just looked at her with disgust. Yes, I was disgusted. How can she keep this from me for seventeen years.
As I looked at her, I started backing up slowly until I just grabbed my book bag and ran out the door. She yelled my name out over and over. I didn't look back or anything, I just ran. I didn't know where I was going to go. I needed to get away from her, fast.
I ran and ran with nowhere to go. Somehow I ended up at a liquor store. I started walking and crying. Some dude came up to talk to me. "Hey sweetheart! You OK?". "I'll be fine. Please just leave me alone". "I'm just trying to help you out. What's wrong?". "Look, sir. Please. I don't wanna talk about it".
I knew that I was being a bitch, but at this point I don't want to talk to no one. "Hey, just trying to help," he said as he was getting into his truck. "Hey wait," I said. "Look I...I'm sorry. I just found out some terrible news and...". "It's cool. I'd have the same attitude if I were you. Need a ride?". "Um...yea, sure.
I had no idea where I would have him take me. I thought about a bunch of places to go, but my "mom" would only find me. "So, what's your name," he asked after about three minutes of driving. "It's Angel". Yea, I lied. First off, I have no idea who this man is. Second, I don't even know who I am.
"Angel, wow. It suits you". "Why you say that?". "Cause you're beautiful". I smiled when he said that. It made me feel beautiful. "You never told me where you're going by the way". "Oh um, turn left here". "You said that five lefts ago. You sure you know where you're going?". "Um...See I...". "It's cool. I'm guessing you don't wanna go home". "Ding ding ding".
He was dead on it. I honestly didn't know where to go. "Listen, how about I drive you to my house and you can figure everything out there". "Sure, sounds like a plan". I had no idea what I was getting myself into. But this dude was really sweet.
We arrived at his place around 9:45pm. His house was small and simple. When we walked in, he gave me the phone expecting me to call my mom, but I sat it down on the coffee table. I won't be home for a while and I needed a place to stay. Calling her would make things worse.
He came to the living room where I was sitting on his couch. "You hungry?". "Yea, a little". "I'll make us something". "You cook?". "I do a lot of things". He started walking into the kitchen. I had no clue what to do but sit there. I checked my phone and had sixteen missed calls from my mom. I rolled my eyes and threw my phone.
Two minutes after throwing my phone, I got up from the couch and walked around looking at his place. I could hear the water from the faucet in the kitchen. I looked at his DVD collection beside his TV. He had a lot of Kevin Hart movies and stand up comedies.
I then started moving towards the kitchen where I saw him begin cooking. He turned on the stove and then looked at me. He smiled and turned his attention back to his food. I watched him for a couple of minutes. I had to admit it was pretty creepy for me to do, but he didn't mind.
My head was in multiple places. I thought about how cute he was, but I can't forget about Deandre. I'm starting to love him, and I know he loves me. I immediately stopped staring after Deandre crossed my mind. I went back into the living room and sat down on the couch.
He went into the living room and asked if I was OK. "Oh, I'm fine". "OK, just checking". I couldn't take it anymore. This guy was very attractive and I wanted him. The only thing that was stopping me was the fact that I had a boyfriend.
I looked at him and he looked back at me. At that point, I didn't care anymore. Who says Deandre has to know? I got up, walked around the coffee table, stood right in front of him, looked him in the eyes, and then kissed him...
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Deception 2
Roman pour AdolescentsLife takes you to mysterious places. I thought I knew all there was to know, but apparently, I've been living a lie. And yes, it's crazy. Who knew that I would find out like that? Who knew? I sure as hell didn't. Life is really messed up sometimes...