Spotted| BWWM

Silas

I watched her as she thought about my question. It was a very risky question but, It's worth asking.

I know she doesn't want to be here and neither do I. Why not leave this dump and go somewhere worth our time?

"I don't know about you but my parents will bury me alive if they get a call from the school saying that I didn't come to school today. I already missed first period"

Me: we'll come back before school is over. Either way I have all my remaining classes with you and the teachers just mark everyone here.

"I don't know Silas"

Me: I'll buy you food

"When are we planning on leaving?"

I knew that would work.

Me: now

"So we just get up and leave. I'm not used to this bad girl stuff. The baddest thing I ever done was throw a chair at ashy lips"

I snickered and stood up. I nodded my head towards the door motioning for her to follow me. She got up and took her stuff.

When we walked up to my motorcycle Nevaeh looked at me like I was crazy. She was about to walk back into school when I grabbed her hand.

"I didn't know your idea of getting out of here was us dying"

I took out my phone but still held Nevaeh's hand to make sure she didn't make a run for it. I secretly like holding her hand anyways.

It's just a motorcycle sunshine. I promise I won't let anything happen to you.

"How did you even bring Jordan to school in the motorcycle? Wasn't she scared?"

Jordan was the one who told me to take the motorcycle. She sat upfront while I drove.

I heard her sigh next to me. She eventually gave in and tried to climb on the bike. She tried to take a seat but the bike almost came crashing down.

I quickly grabbed a hold of the bike so it wouldn't get scratched. And also so Nevaeh wouldn't get hurt too. Once I secured them I looked up at her.

Staring into Nevaeh's eyes put me in a trance. Her hazel eyes sparkled in the sun as her hands rested on my chest. I didn't want this moment to end and that scared me.

We were staring into each other's eyes for what felt like hours. I finally mustered up the courage to lean in to kiss her. My lips almost meet hers when a loud rumbling sound came from her stomach.

She looked down and whispered a few curse words to her stomach. I must admit, that was adorable.

"Come on stomach, you're making me look like a fatass over here"

I heard her whisper before she looked up at me with a smile. I chuckled and shook my head. This girl is something else.

I put my hands under her armpits and tried to lift her up. She broke out into fits of giggles causing me to let go of her.

"I'm sorry but that tickles, you can try again now"

After she was done laughing like a donkey I lifted her up and placed her on the back of the motorcycle.

"How could you lift me up like I'm a sack of feathers? I almost broke my dad's back when I jumped on him one time"

I chuckled and shrugged my shoulders. I hopped on the bike and revved the engine. I could feel Nevaeh stiffen up behind me.

"If I don't make it out alive please don't let Myra use my makeup or take my room"

I shook my head in amusement and took off the kickstand. Before I hit the road I took Nevaeh arms and wrapped it around my waist.

She said something that sounded like white boy got a body but I ignored it. She'll be embrassed if she knows I heard her.

Once I took off Nevaeh's body jolted forward. She said her last few prayers while she clutched my stomach. Her iron tight grip almost caused me to swerve into the other lane. Of course that only made her scream profanities at me.

After a few minutes I pulled up to Target. I took out my phone and told her I'll be back. She nodded her head and moved to the front of the motorcycle.

I made sure to take out the key before she crashes my baby and breaks her bones.

Once I walked in everyone looked at me suspiciously. I mean, what would you think if you saw a guy in all black with a hoodie blocking his face and his hands in his pockets walking into a store?

I shook all the stares away and walked over to what I came for. As I was trying to decide which one to buy I felt a presence behind me.

I turned around and I saw a security guard standing a few feet away from me with his hands on the handcuffs. When he saw I was looking at him he gave me a smile.

I rolled my eyes and got back to picking out what I was looking for. To be honest I'm used to this. Store managers usually order the security guards to follow me around the store so I won't steal anything.

What they don't know is that I could buy the whole store right now and leave them all without a job. But, I'm not that cruel.

I made my way to the cash register and placed what I picked out on the conveyer belt. The cashier looked at me in fear of course, nothing new.

When it came for her to open the cash register she called the security guard to stand next to her so I wouldn't rob the place. This world is fucked up.

After I paid her I ripped my bag out of her hand and walked out of the store. I don't think I'll ever get used to being followed around a store because people think I'm up to no good.

When I walked up to my motorcycle I saw Nevaeh laying on my bike pretending to be in a music video.

"I'm a bad bitch suck some dick if a bitch get slick I'm cut the bitch"

She leaned forward and backwards as she sung the words. She whipped her hair to the side and pretended to revve the engine.

I cleared my throat causing her to snap out of her imaginary music video shoot. She fixed her clothes and moved back to her spot.

"How much did you see inky?"

It's too late to be embrassed now, I already saw you grinding all over my bike sunshine.

I texted her. She looked down in embrassed causing me to laugh. She's  really different but, in the best way possible.

On the way to our destination Nevaeh rested her head on my back. I thought she was asleep but that idea quickly  got thrown out of the window once I felt her hands traveling up and down my stomach, feeling my abs.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. Got damn"

I chuckled and shook my head. That was probably her whispering voice.

After a couple of minutes we arrived. She took her head off my back and her hands away from my stomach. I stopped the bike and took out my phone.

We're here.