Jesalena.
The next few days went by slow and it honestly just made me more anxious for my date on Tuesday night.
It's a Monday night and I haven't heard from Denise at all. Last time I seen her was at the party and I don't have her number so there's no possible way to contact her. What if she doesn't even show up?
We made a deal and if she doesn't fall through you could say I'm gonna be a little upset.
I don't understand why people don't realize that under all these boy clothes I'm still a girl.
I have titties and a pussy just like all females. People seem to judge studs who date studs in anyway possible and it be the studs that judge.
Sighing I got up from my bed pacing. Maybe my medicine is wearing off so I'm over thinking.
Walking in the restroom I looked in the mirror starting to have a flash back.
(Flash back)
"Nah man , YOU did that to yourself." I laughed and nudged my girlfriends shoulder. She's so beautiful and I don't understand how I got so lucky.
"MA CAN YOU GET US SOME DRIN-" before I could finish my mom walked in with a plate full of chicken nuggets.
"It's the plug! I said that right guys?" I looked at Leyla and we both started to laugh.
"Yeah mama you said it right." Ley looked at her then back at me rolling her eyes playfully.
She set them on the table and kissed my forehead. "I'll be back , I have to go pay some bills." I nodded and smiled.
She started to head out the door after grabbing her keys and purse.
You can say I have a great life. Perfect girl , great family and happiness that extends to a good place.
"Whatchu thinking about beautiful?" I felt a hand snake around my neck as shivers went down my spine. She pulled me closer to her as she kissed my lips slowly.
Once she pulled away I shook my head and smiled. "You of course." I placed my hand on her lips and touched them slightly.. not knowing this was our last moment.
(Leyla below.)
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Teen Fiction[WARNING- This is a stud for stud story.. If you are not interested or have anything against it please don't read the book because hate is not being tolerated, thanks.] Melancholy- to have much sadness or anger. my mom always taught me to smile...