Chapter 11

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Ducked off, sneak kisses.

I found you.

Lyric Jackson

"You a savage," Monica fluttered her eyelashes, "Korey done' got big, buff ass nigga, but y'all cute" out of everyone, I couldn't believe I saw him. Literally, we passed thousands of inmates. It makes no sense, he'd change so much. His hair was neatly braided into six braids.

He had small facial hair, he had that small sleek smile and I bet you that he hadn't smiled in a long time. He'd changed so much, but we all have too. Rose started wearing her hair down with her natural curls, her lips were bigger, skin was clearer, and she was lighter overall.

Monica on the other hand, looked the same. Like a light skin tone of Tyra banks mixed with someone with softer features. Her lips formed a pout, her eyes were darker, but she still looked like a model.

She was skinnier than before.

Dmirikel was changing, atleast when I last saw her. Her skin tone was darker and she always wore her hair in a ponytail. Megan looked like an actress from some family sitcom, her smart ass always had something to say.

I made my faux locs longer, and everyone else said I looked like I was 21. My face matured and I usually wore my glasses when the guards let me.

We all changed. Not because we wanted to, but because we had to.

"That's her man, you know she'd see him if it were a million people in the crowd," Monica shrugged, "to her, he's the only who'd stand out, that's her forever man"

"We know this," Rose cackled, they had everyone in the cafeteria, others dispersed around the area while they started un-flooding the cells and de-fuming the air. "Watch, I can't wait until we get out of here, I'm getting everything-"

Rose paused, looking at the white guard who was staring back at her and everyone else. Mr. Roberts, I looked him up and down, he was just staring, it was starting to get creepy.

"Problem?" Rose licked her lips, looking at the guard. He was kind of cute. But old. Super old.

"I need Lyric Jackson," he looked at all three of us. I'm guessing he didn't know which one I was since we were in a group, "as a favor for Korey Wise"

"Why?" I thought about continuing my stubborn routine, but I smiled. Just hearing Korey's name was enough to make my heart explode.

"Just go with him girl," Rose pushed me out of the chair, "you might just see your boo"

It's a risk I'm willing to take.

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The empty room smelled like honey. I felt someone's arm snake around my torso, "it's been a while since I got to hold you baby girl," I heard someone whisper in my ear. I sucked in and pushed out a deep breath.

"Korey?" I turned my body, hugging him tightly, "don't leave me, please don't leave me," I begged. I couldn't stay away from him anymore. I just couldn't. Why did this happen to us.

"Why'd you stop writing me Korey, why'd you stop, you promised, you promised me that you'd never let me g-," he placed his finger on my lips. He always did that when I started rambling on, but I couldn't help it.

"Stop worrying baby girl," I felt my stomach stirring while his hands slowly rubbed my bruises, "who did this to you?" He mugged. I was hoping he wouldn't ask, but he was always curious.

"I got jumped," I lowly said, analyzing his features. My heart skipped a beat, his face was closer to mines, his eyes fixated on my lips. His chest pressed against mines, nudging his nose against my own.

His mouth hovered over my lips, why'd he make me feel so weak, so vulnerable. Korey had this power over me that no one else had.

And he's kissing me. Pressing his strong body against my own. It felt like heaven. I clinged to him, continuing to press my lips against him softly. He was shaking a little bit, but I entwined my fingers with his. His touch sent shivers down my spine, a low groan emitted from his throat. His tongue slipped inside of my mouth, we were both demanding, I craved his touch and he craved mines.

Korey was my first kiss, on the subway, he kept teasing me that day over me falling. Over nothing. I swore something was there but he kept saying the sidewalk tripped me.

It was just like that day.

My body fell limp while he pressed me against the wall, making out in an abandoned closet. His body shifted and I felt him, all-of him, but I didn't care about any of that. Inhaling his sugary scent, he tugged at my beige top. His hands roamed everywhere, but at this moment, I didn't care.

"You still smell like cotton candy," he cheesed like a baby, twisting the strands of my faux locs.

"Okay, talk time is up," Mr. Roberts entered room while I looked away in embarrassment, "you guys did more than just talk it seems," I cheesed, following him back to the tables where Rose & Monica sat.

He still smelled like honey.

Rose Smith

"You glowin', what y'all do? I need all the deets," I tapped on the chair twice, having her sit next to me. She was gone for at-least 45 minutes, I'm just happy she talked to him.

"She got the dick, Korey ass was prolly' horny," Monica flicked her fingers, shaking her shoulders while her lips was pursed. Lyric made a sour face, she didn't like that word, it made her uneasy.

"Don't say that, I'm not even like that," she squeezed her thighs, fiddling with her fingers, "plus Korey probably wouldn't even want me, I-"

"Bitch shut up!" I laughed at her, it's been two and a half, almost three years. Now she's skeptical about his feelings for her. That man loves her. After Korey stopped writing her he wrote me a letter. He didn't want to keep taking from her. Sometimes Lyric wouldn't even eat because she knew Korey wanted something, she'd even buy it for him, just like she bought him that radio. He sent it back to her but she insisted on him keeping it.

"Exactly you know he love you foo'" Monica said, she knew he did.

"On everything, you all that and a whole bag of chips"

"With a soda"

"Like a can of Pepsi, now quit stalling and tell us what y'all did," Monica crossed her hands waiting for Lyric to give us the details, she probably wouldn't though. She was too flustered.

"I don't kiss and tell," she crossed her legs, "you'll just have to as-"

"So y'all kissed!" Monica squealed, checking Lyric's neck, "where's the hickey? I FOUND IT-"

"That's one of my birthmarks, asshole," I peered my head over, looking at her neck. She did have a lot of birthmarks. She even had one on her ass.

"THAT IS A HICKEY BITCH!" I poked her chubby cheeks, "she's growing up so fast," I whined holding & shaking her, "next thing you know she'll be pregnant, you bet not be havin-"

"I won't!" She crossed her legs, hiding her face in her hands, "stop looking at me"

What we didn't know was, somebody else was watching her too.

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