Total 360° (Interracial)

Chapter 15: Want to help me steal a smurf?

Dedicated to lajacks1 for being reader of zee month. Yay!!! *throws party* 

James P.O.V.

  I was attacked by a metallic scent. ‘What is this woman painting again?’ I questioned internally. My mom was always finding things that needed ‘redecorating’. Knowing her, she would probably want me to help rearrange things which I definitely didn’t feel like doing then. Passing by the kitchen door, I shouted a, “Mom, I’m home!” and went up to my room.

  Chucking my bag on the bed, I entered the shower immediately. Gym was intense. In the middle of my make out scene with the hot water, I noticed the scent was becoming more pungent. I cut my shower short and proceeded to get dressed. ‘Time to investigate’ my hair air-drying as I walked back downstairs. ‘I really need a haircut’ as I continuously had to push my bangs to the far right, Pushing the kitchen door wide open, I came upon a deranged sight. Red. Like everything was painted in red. Not a bright red but it was more dark and murky and appeared as if it was just thrown all over the room and appliances straight from the bucket. The scent was gut-wrenching, it smelt just like blood? The kitchen door slammed shut behind me and I spun around to see the most petrifying sight of them all. My mother, slumped over herself, a knife coated in blood near her left hand.

  “Mom!” I screamed. I grabbed the land line, trying to contain the bile that could spew any second. “Hello 911.” I demanded, not bothering to wait for their greeting. “I need help now!” The next five minutes were the most gruesome moments of my life. Seeing a boy cradling his dead mothers’ body was probably the freakiest shit they’d ever seen.

  “Son, you need to let her go.” An attendant said, trying to pry her away from my arms. How they even got in my house was beyond me. I was suddenly pulled away from the woman who gave me life.

  “No!” I bellowed. I tried to get to the attendants who were currently placing her in a white body bag. I trashed around She can’t leave me. I won’t let them take her away.

  “Calm him down!” Someone shouted. I felt a slight sting on my arm and everything went black, and I felt myself hit the ground.

  “Owe.” I groaned and evaluated my surroundings. No blood, no bodies, nothing. I was on my bedroom floor, what happened, everything I saw, was a dream. Groaning even louder, I lifted myself on the bed and checked my phone. One forty- two. The little e-mail icon told me that I had to unread messages. The time they were sent was surprising but the person who sent them surprised me even more.

  From: Latoya

  Received: 1:00am

James? Are you awake?

  From: Latoya

  Received: 1:35am

Want to help me steal a smurf?

  The last one brought a smile on my face.

  James: Now why would I want to do that?

  Thirty seconds later, my phone buzzed.

 Latoya: Because you’re my minion and I’m the Unicorn Queen.

  J: What made you think I’m not the king?

  L: You’re not special enough. :p

  J: Whatever, why are you up this late>

  L: Can’t sleep, you?
  J: Same.

  L: Want to come over? I have movies.

  I debated on my options. I could stay paranoid in my bed or watch a late night movie. My decision was pretty obvious.

  J: Leave your window open. Be there in five.

  Throwing on a shirt and the jeans I wore yesterday, I grabbed my car keys and went out the front door. Not as if my lack of presence was ever noticed in that house.

  Scaling the tree outside Latoyas’ bedroom, I moved the curtains and found her curled up in a fall watching a film. “What’s that?”

  She gasped, probably didn’t notice my entrance and said, “A Walk To Remember.” I closed the window and sat on the bed. “Get comfy. You’ll probably hate me by the end of this. Though.” She warned, looking up at me with her big brown orbs. I removed my shoes and rested my head on the headboard.

  To be honest, the movie wasn’t that bad. Halfway through, I felt her snuggle closer to me, her eyes shut. I wrapped my arms around her and smiled, feeling myself also drift off to dream land.

  I yarned and opened my eyes, trying to recollect hot I got there. It wasn’t until I noticed the body cuddled at my side, did I remember what happen. She looked so innocent asleep. It wouldn’t hurt to wake up to a sight like that. Her hair, now straightened, sprawled across her face, her mouth, slightly parted, her hands, full of the cloth from the shirt. I tried prying myself from her grip but she just clung on tighter murmuring, “Don’t go.”

  “Latoya, I have to.” I whispered.

  “You always leave. Daddy don’t go.” She sounded as if she was going to cry. ‘I wonder what it is all about.’

  “Latoya, wake up.” I shook her gently. She groaned, and a second later, her eyes opened.

  “What time is it?” She sat up, yawning. Last night, I didn’t really pay attention to what she was wearing but then, as it was bright, I saw everything. A deep red tank and a pair of boxers embraced all her curves. The girls I knew couldn’t even pull off that tom boy look but she made it look hot. I felt a stir in my pants.

  “Five forty-five.”

  She got up and went into another room, probably her bathroom, considering that, two minutes later, she came back out with a toothbrush. I watched her pick clothes off her floor, each bend made my pants feel tighter. “What are you looking at?” She peered at me, then reached for something on her dresser and withdrew a pair of glasses. Seeing her in those did not help with my current problem.

  “Those hideous glasses.” I replied, smirking.

  “Chu, you wish you were this hot in these glasses.” She flipped her hair.

  “I am that hot.” Her only reply was the middle finger she flipped in my direction as she returned to the bathroom. She came back holding her glasses in her hands.

  “If you’re so confident, try them.” She challenged. Putting them on was like stepping into a new world. Everything was so bright.

  “Well?” I saw her bite her lip. ‘Wow, she’s teasing me and doesn’t even know it.’ I stood up, thankful she couldn’t see what was going on below the waist. “Ready to admit that I’m the sexiest man alive?” I tickled her. She trashed around in my arms, giggling. Tripping over something, she fell over on the bed, pulling me down with her. Her smile still on her face as she looked up at me, her breath in quick little pants. I couldn’t take it anymore. This was torture. I did the thing I wanted to do for weeks. I kissed her. I felt the surprise on her lips but it quickly vanished as I felt her respond. Her lips so soft drove me crazy. As much as I wanted to, I knew I couldn’t go any further than that. For now at least. The door opened, making me break the kiss sooner than I wanted to and I turned to see Mrs. Jeffersons standing in the doorway glaring at me.

  Oh shit.

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