"Marion. I told yo bitch ass not to get me the regular slim Jim and not only did you get the plain kind you got the short ones." I said.
"First off my name not Marion. Second off I'm not a bitch. Third off that's all they had so stop getting mad at me Princess." He said.
"Fine." I said calmly.
I grabbed my phone and put in my headphones and read a book on my phone.
"Jayla?" I heard Omarion ask.
I'm ignoring him because he does way too much.
"Jaylaaaa?"
"I know you not ignoring me."
He grabbed my hot fries and opened them.
"Omarion Isaiah Jackson put my stuff down right fucking now." I yelled.
A bunch of people turned there heads and looked at me.
I just rolled my eyes forgetting that I was still in the hospital.
Marion grabbed me by my chin and kissed me gently on my cheek.
"I would do more but I don't think you would be able to handle it." He said.
I just blushed and looked down.
"And one more thing Princess I told you to stop disrespecting me. You need to learn how to control your anger." He said.
"Shut the fuck up." I mumbled.
"Your so mean."
...
So I'm currently crying because the doctors told me that something went wrong during his surgery that has now put him in a coma.
"This is why I hate hospitals." I heard Omarion mumble.
"Come on princess we have to go we'll comeback tomorrow. I promise." I heard Marion say.
"Ok." I said as I got up.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards his chest.
He used his thumbs to wipe away my tears.
"You are a very strong and beautiful woman." He said.
...
"We're going to a jumping place so hurry." He said.
"Marion?" I asked.
"Yes."
"Can I just stay at my house." I whispered.
He looked at me for a moment.
"Yes princess."
On the ride home it was quiet I let a few tears out thinking about my life.
I was doing good In college. I should start back boxing it helped take a lot of my anger and stress away.
Omarion was different from everybody else in so many ways. He was quiet and didn't have many friends. He always wanted what was best for me. He's very patient with me and I never understood why.
He takes his time with me because he knows everything I've been through. He's always making sure I'm fine. He hates seeing me cry. He has an very strong effect on me and he knows it. He's very gentle with me.
When he touches me I get nervous. He takes his time with me. When I hear his voice I get butterflies. I'm turning soft for him. There's so many other women he could've had but he chose me. The most difficult.
Omarion could understand how I felt by just looking at me. He never chased after me but he was patient. VERY patient. I'm making him wait. I promise you when I'm ready I'll be ready only for him no one else.
"Princess you can get out now. I have somewhere to be. I'll be back." I heard Marion say.
I looked at him and sighed. I wanted him to stay.
"Ok." I said calmly.
"No. I'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong." He said.
"Nothing."
He got out of the car and opened the car door for me.
"I would love to kiss you right now but your not ready and I understand that."
"I'll be back I promise and next time tell me how you feel." He said.
"Ok." I said.
"Princess?" He said as I was about to unlock my door.
"Mhmm?" I asked turning around.
"Stop being so nervous around me." He said.
I just smiled and walked in my house.
How does he expect me not to be nervous when he does things like that.
I went straight to my kitchen and grabbed a honey bun.
I went upstairs took a shower and left my hair in a fro cause I didn't feel like doing the bull shit.
I need more mechanical pencils and notebooks. I like taking notes and shit.
I like writing books too.
I grabbed my keys and put on an over sized t-shirt and my Nike slides with some biker shorts with my hair in its fro.
...
I'm in the pencil section I have my pencils I just need highlighters and pens.
"Jayla?" I heard someone ask.
I looked up to see Demarcus. He looked so different. He used to be cute now he FINE. He coo people's.
He used to be the anti-social kid in high school.
"Oh my god you look so different." I said laughing.
"You do too. Not in a bad way though." He said smiling.
His smile was so cute.
"Thank you." I said.
"So how's life been going?" He asked.
"It has its bad moments but for the most part it's ok. How about you? How's life been?" I said giggling.
"Well I took a trip to London to see which art college I wanna go to. I found 1 it's good. My life has been good." He said. Demarcus was a artist. He was really good at drawing and painting.
"You still watch Naruto ?" I asked laughing.
"Yes." He said smiling.
"Oh my god you a fucking weirdo." I said.
"No I'm not. You gotta let me show you at least 1 episode when I come back." He said.
"Your leaving?" I asked.
"I'm going to japan to see if there are anymore good art colleges that I got accepted to." He said.
"Why are you in Walmart at this time of night?" I asked.
"I need more notebooks for my drawings and a lot of more art shit. What about you? Why you here?" He asked.
"Notebooks mechanical pencils and highlighters for my college and my luh books I be writing." I said.
"You should start publishing your stories." He said.
"No I feel like all of em be bad and I'm still learning about stuff." I said.
"Whateva. You gone have ta let me read some of Yo books when I comeback." He said.
"Ok." I said.
"Wait how you know I used to watch Naruto." He asked.
"Cause you came to school one day in a Naruto hoodie it was dope ass fuck."
"What's your number?" He asked.
"Why you need ta know?" I asked.
Cause when I come back I can let you know so we can watch Naruto and so I can read you books." He said.
...
Umm..I'm so dumb I keep on going back to my ex
