The Bravesoul of a Savage

30. We're Done/ He's Alive

Zey POV

I woke up feeling to see if Max was still there but of course he was gone. I could hear my mom laughing on the phone with who I believe to be my aunt. Last night was just amazing though.

I felt like better. Just the way he treated me was amazing. It wasn't my intention to get that far with him. It was the first time doing anything slightly intimate since before the accident I'm glad he respected my wishes to stop though. I was still hurt about Phaezón but I have a life so it's my right to live it.

I got up from bed smiling still reminiscing about last night and went to take a nice warm shower. Enjoying the feel of the warm water hit my body I made sure to scrub every last part of my body. Ever since that incident I tend to scrub my skin at least 4 times before getting out the shower.

It's as if I'm never clean anymore. Picking up my phone I saw a text from Max.

Max 😍🍫🍫🤤: sorry I didn't get the chance to say goodbye. Just didn't want your mom to catch you. Last night was truly amazing beautiful. Call me when you wake up.😘🤗

I couldn't help but smile from the butterflies that filled my stomach. I don't know what it was about Max but he just made me giddy inside at times. I connected my phone to my speaker and blasted my soca playlist.

My mood was a soca mood. Good relaxed with some dance. Like it like this started playing and I was whining to it in my towel singing along to it when my door opened. I wasn't even paying attention until I felt hands land on my waist.

I automatically jumped out of my skin grabbing the gun that was on my dresser pointing it right in Phaezón's face.

"What are you doing here? And how'd you get in?" I asked keeping my gun straight at him. I was not with the games. I hated when I was touched without permission especially I hated uninvited guest.
" Relax ya moms let me in let me talk to you for a second." He spoke trying to pull me by my waist yet again.

I took the safety off and stepped back instead. " We. Have nothing to talk about. But you. You nigga gotta go." Turning my gun toward the door. Making it very clear. A conversation was not about to be held. Looking at him sideways waiting for him to move the nigga just kept standing there.

I heard the door and my mom talking to someone it didn't take long for them to knock at my door. It's just everyone visit Zey day ain't it. But the voice I heard just made things so much worse.

"Zey are you good? Why is your door locked?" Max asked. I forgot I didn't reply to his text but I didn't expect him to pop up at my door. That was the last thing I wanted. "You need to leave. Now. Trigga." Never taking my eyes off him I could see the anger sketched  on his face. He scuffed and walked toward me.

Placing my finger closer to the trigger I was ready to end him. "Back the fuck up." I gritted through my teeth. But he laughed. " I know your not gonna shoot me. Your hand is shaking. You still love me." He came closer whispering in my ear. I smacked his face with the gun in hand and moved to the other side of the room. No matter how much I cared for him I refuse to entangle myself with him again.

"Zey! Whose in there? Sharniece did someone come over here?" I heard Max yell. I wasn't even paying attention to the fact he was still out there my only focus was the nigga standing in front of me.