What Goes Around Comes Back Around

Chapter 30: Please Chris...

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After Kaliya had said that, i just stared at her.

Not knowing what to do or say.

"Mariah did you hear me? I said Chris is here to get you."

I slowly got up off the bed, and got up.

I then started walking down towards the living room.

And right then and there, he smiled like he hadn't saw me in forever.

He came to me, and kissed me on my cheek.

I just stood there, staring at him.

Giving him a blank stare.

He took Shaniah out of my arms, and started tickling her, and kissed her on her cheek.

Then he looked back at me and started smiling.

"Mariah you ready to go?" He asked, both him, and Shaniah staring at me.

What the fuck?

Wasn't he just chasing me yesturday?

Wasn't he about to hurt me?

I put some hair behind my head, and said, "Uhh...ye.. yeah." I said stammering over my words.

He smiled, and said, "Let's go then."

I slowly walked out of Kaliya's house.

I turned around and faced her as i was walking out.

Her eyes was sincere, it had so much sorrow in it.

Then she mouthered out the words, 'I'm sorry."

I tried to whisper back to her, saying, "sorry about what" but i was interrupted by Chris saying, "Watch your step."

Then we was finally outside.

She closed the door behind us.

When i saw the car, i saw that Makayla was in the front seat.

Uhhh...

He buckled Shaniah in her seatbelt, and i had got in the car behind Makayla in the passenger seat.

She opened up the mirror to the sun visor, and she started putting on some lipstick.

As i was looking at her reflection in the mirror, i noticed some white powdery stuff at the bottom of her right nostril.

Then she grabbed a napkin out of her purse, and removed the white powdery stuff from her nose.

Then her eyes had met my eyes, and she hurried up and closed the sun visor.

What the fuck?

I hope this bitch isn't a fuckin crack head.

Not around my baby.

Finally, Chris got back in the front seat, and started the car, then he drove away.

The whole ride home was really quiet.

Noone was talking, and knowing Chris, he talks alot, so this was a change, and a shocker.

I met eyes with him too during the ride.

And what did he do?

He went straight back to looking at the road.

When we arrived back, i saw two luggages in front of the house.

What the fuck?

As i started walking out of the car, i noticed that it was my zebra print luggage.