Chapter 2: Guarding

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Carters p.o.v
"And your still ask that dumb question as if you dont know Duvan!" Then she rolled her eyes. I grabbed her arm, and she got scared and tried to let go.
"Stop, I just want to see your neck. Did he try and choke you?" I asked.
She immediately covered her neck.
"It's nothing. Thanks for the grocery you can leave now" she said sadly.

"Actually I'm not leaving, I'm staying I want to spend time with you" I told her. She sighed.
" yeah Duvan probably told you to  watch me" she said while she was unbagging the groceries.

" no he didn't I just want to spend time with you",then I got closer to her. She widen  her eyes ,then backed away.

"Ohh to abuse me!"she exclaims scared. I shook my head.
"No thats not what-" she kept walking away, I hurried up and grabbed her by her arms.
"No Jacky ,I love you okay ,and when I see you get hurt and get abused by Duvan it tears my heart."

"Let go!" she yelled.
I let go. She sat in the kitchen,"don't  tell Duvan he'll kill me, us both"she turned around.
"Of course I'm not. You think I'm dumb, he probably kill me. Why does he act like that ,he didn't used to be like this then".
She cried,and I walked up to her, and pat her on the back. She slapped my hand .
"Don't touch me!"she demanded.

~Jackys p.o.v~
Carter told me he has "feelings"for me like I'm going to believe that.
"Why are you being so rude?" Carter questioned. I cleared my tears and started to laugh.
"You say you like me how I'm going to believe that you just like Duvan probably seemed nice from the outside, but a fucking bitch from the inside."

"No I'm not all this time ,I've been up with Duvan and you, you should know the  difference between us" he said.

I just ignored him and started to fry chicken.
"What You finna cook?" he asked.

"Fried chicken with  rice and a salad" , I said. I saw him then cleaned his hands and tried to help, I seize him.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

" I want to help "and he grabbed my waist.

"What do I do ?"he said. I pushed him off.

"You can take care of chicken, I'll do the rest".I saw him trying to pull the chicken out ,when the oil had burned him.
"Shit!" he  yelled.
I laughed." Move I'll show you how".

I grab the fork and flipped it. He just rolled his eyes jealous. I went to him and looked at his finger.
"It fucking hurts "he complained. We laughed then we looked at each other and smiled ,then slowly give a kiss.

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