THIS IS A COMING OF AGE FICTION, FOR A YOUNGER AGE GROUP!
17-year-old Misty Lashea Collins was a junior in high-school and everything has changed since her 10th grade year. Last year she was hideous, flat chested and didn't have that many friends. S...
"Ouch." I whined and put my arm up as Christian cleaned my cut.
"Bruh, be still." He told me, smacking his lips.
I rolled my eyes and sat still, my eyes going to his face. When my auntie slapped me, one of her nails cut me, so when the Combs came back today, she told Christian to clean my cut. Nobody said anything, so I guess they knew what happened.
"Is you done?" I asked with a impatient look on my face.
"Don't rush me." He said then stepped from between my legs and put the stuff in the first aid kit.
I looked at my face and look at the bandaid that was right under my chin then shook my head. I sighed then leaned up against the counter with my arms crossed, looking at Christian.
"What you tell your parents?" I asked him and he looked up from his phone.
"I told them yeah, them niggas told me they was gone make me drop outta college from playing ball and I wasn't going for that." He said and I nodded my head.
"I said yeah too, only because they was gone hurt somebody close to me if I didn't say yes." I told him and he nodded his head.
"This shit crazy man, I go too much ahead me, don't nobody wanna be married, I'm 19, finna be 20, the fuck I look like marrying somebody." He said and I nodded my head in agreement.
"Facts man, so why y'all come over today?" I asked him curiously because my auntie them don't tell me shit.
"They ain't tell you? But to sign the paper that permits us to be married on paper, so we're engaged." He said and said the last words in quotation marks.
"This some bullshit bruh, I'm telling you." I told him, shaking my head, not just talking about the marriage thing, but my whole situation.
"Big facts, but come down the steps before we have to hear they damn mouth." He said then left out the bathroom.
I put the first aid kit in the cabinet then left out the bathroom, down the stairs behind him. He walked over to his parents and sat by them then I sat my auntie and uncle.
"Okay, this is the contract that binds you two legally, all we need is y'alls signatures." Christian's daddy said and me and Christian looked at each other and at the paper.
I stared down at the paper and scared and fearful feeling just came across my chest. I was so scared now, because I don't know what will happen if I do it. But if I don't, I know it'll affect the people all around me.
I grabbed the pen and teared up a little looking down at the paper. I signed my name on the dotted line then got up and ran in my room and cried. I just cried and cried because I don't know what'll happen to me. I need to see Killa atleast one last time and tell him what happened.
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2 MONTHS LATER...
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