"Omarion you know how much I hate bowling." I said rolling my eyes.
"You only hate it cause you don't know how to bowl." He said laughing.
"And?"
"I'm going to teach you how to bowl correctly. Now get out of the car. You don't have to pay for anything as long as your with me. Now come on." He said. He came around and opened the door for me.
"Omarion I don't know how to bowl." I said huffing.
"I know that's why I brung you here princess."
"Fine."
...
"Hold the ball like this. Make sure you have a grip on it cause from what I remember the ball fell on your foot and broke it." Omarion's hand was on my hip as demonstrated on how to hold the ball and I was dumb nervous like always.
"You remember that?" I asked.
"Of course. I had to carry you to the bus." He said. I know I promised myself I wasn't going to cry but him remembering that day made think back to when Darriyon had remembered the ice cream shop. The fact that he did all of that and still wanted my brother dead and he got what he wanted.
I miss my brother so much. I still wish I had him back. Just to hear his voice again would make me happy. If I just had one more talk with him I would be happy. I love my brother so much. Darriyon told me that it wasn't my fault that he died little did I know him and Ace were the reason.
"Jayla?" Omarion said.
Omarion put the ball down as soon as he saw my tears.
He grabbed my hand and sat down. He grabbed me and placed me on his lap.
"What's wrong?" Omarion asked.
"I miss him so much Omarion. I feel like it was my fault if I never would've talked to reggie he wouldn't be dead." I said.
"Princess you can't keep blaming everything on yourself. I miss him too. Jayla do you think that Tyrone would want you blaming yourself for his death." Omarion asked.
"No." I whispered. Omarion reached his hand up to my cheek and wiped my tears off of my face.
"Your crying and somehow you still manage to look beautiful." He said.
"Don't say that I look a mess." I said because it was the truth.
"You look beautiful princess." He said smiling.
"Stop saying that." I said rolling my eyes.
"Why can't I say you look beautiful?" He asked.
"If I was so beautiful I wouldn't get cheated on in every relationship I've been in." I said.
"Look at me." He said.
I just looked down.
He grabbed my hand and led me out the door. He opened the car door and got in. I got in. I was so confused.
We arrived at my house. He grabbed my my hand as I went into the house.
"Omarion why are we ba- Jayla come here."
