Too Playa

Confused

Odell POV -

"What happened?" I softly ran my hand over her bare back at what seemed to be an iron mark on Avi's back. It wasn't a fresh burn, so you knew it didn't recently happen. But it was prevalent to the point where it raised my antennas.

She sat on the edge of the bed, in just her panties, with her back facing me. We were at her apartment, about to make love together for the first time in our relationship.

I noticed something was wrong because she insisted on having the lights off. I on the other hand, insisted we keep them on.

I wanted her to know, I didn't care about her imperfections. Whatever she thought they were. In fact, I wanted to know them, each and everyone so I could love them properly.

"This was a bad idea." She covered her bare breast with her left arm and tried to get up.

I wrapped my long arm around her small waist, and softly sat her down.

"I wanna know baby. I'm not judging you. I just wanna know." I held her close and said against her arm that was closet to me. I kissed her elbow.

She swallowed hard.

There was silence for a moment. Me just looking at her, and her looking ahead. I guess debating if she wanted to tell me.

"It's aight Avi. You ain't got to tell me baby. And we don't have to do this now."

"My dad burned me with an iron when I was 5. I ate something of his. Might've been his candy or something. And that was my punishment." She looked down. No tears fell though.

She pointed to a centipede like scar along her arm, that I had noticed but never called out. "That's from when he broke my arm from pushing me off my bike because I couldn't ride it without the training wheels."

She was silent. "I got so many scars. Most you can't see anymore."

She looked off toward the wall.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that Avi. And I promise as long as you're with me, I'mma love every scar of yours until it heals." I kissed her scar on her back.

She hung her head low and I lifted it, and brought her lips toward me.

"I love you." I told her for the first time. "And I mean that." I looked in her eyes.

She smiled through her tears. "I love you too.

"O did you hear me?" Avi asked me, breaking me out of my day dream.

"No, what did you say." I opened by bottle of beer.

I had hard her, but she was telling me she was leaving and that triggered my memory, as well as the hurt I original felt.

"I said I got a job with Chicago Mag as their stylist and I told them how I relocated from Spain. And they are gonna pay for me an apartment the first two months. They loved me that much." She said excited and did a little dance.

"I thought it would take longer to find something. But I don't know I had this dream that, that was the place. And once you left for work, I took Oak and we went over there and they loved my work with Spanish Vogue. And hired me on the spot."