❝Change Is Good❞

Chapter 6: Why Would He Lie?

I woke up with Prince planting soft kisses on my cheek and my hands. "I'm so sorry baby, I'm so sorry." he softly kissed my lips, and I kissed back. "Oh, baby, you're awake..." he whispered. "I'm so sorry baby, I'm sorry I hit you, I didn't mean to-" I put my finger over his lip, and shushed him. 'Sh..Prince baby, I know. I understand..." I pecked his lips. "You were just in the heat of the moment baby" I kissed his cheek, and held his hand.

"I love you" he whispered, looking at me. "I love you more" I said. "That's impossible" He stated, making me blush. He held my hand tight, and I heard a knock at the door. "Come in..." the door opened slightly, and I saw Ray's deep, dark brown eye in the crack.

"C-can I come in?" he asked. Prince held my hand tighter, and looked at me. I nodded, and he kissed my forehead. "Call me if you need me." he whispered, soft enough, so Ray wouldn't hear. I nodded, and Prince passed Ray in the threshold of the door, purposely bumping into him.

Ray looked hurt, and slowly walked in. "Samantha, I'm really sorry about what I did...I-I don't know what got into me, I just love you...a lot." he looked down, and I smirked.

"Ray, if you loved me, and you really wanted me, you wouldn't have done that..." He sighed, and I looked at him. "Can I just make it up to you? Please? Can we start over...?" I sighed. "There's no way you can really make it up to me, I just have to forgive you on my own, and as of right now, I don't." I said, coldly.

I heard his heart break into millions, billions, then trillions of pieces. I felt mine start to break, but I brought the courage back up, and tried stay strong. His tears rushed down his face, and I saw him cover his face in embarrassment, and he softly weeped, and sniffed. He got up, and went out of the door.

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I walked into school, and I saw Prince by my locker. He didn't look as happy as he usually did. "Hey baby...what wrong?" I kissed his cheek, and he looked down. "I-I have to tell you something..." he whispered, on the verge of crying. "What is it baby, don't cry..." I hugged him, and he sighed.

"I-I lied to you that night, that night we first had sex...you-you weren't my first. And I have a- a um..." he cleared his throat, and I was tearing up, and so was he. "I have a wart on my umm...stuff...and I want you to get checked out okay?" he whispered, and I suddenly couldn't think straight. He wiped, my tears and kissed my forehead. "Why'd you lie though?" I whispered. "I just wanted to make you feel more comfortable baby, I'm so sorry..." he kissed my cheek, and I shook my head. I just ran. I didn't know where I was going, I just needed to be away from him.

Why is this happening to me? I've been good. I get good grades. I don't do drugs. I don't drink. The one time I felt like I could trust someone I love, and I'm hurt. Again.

I sat outside of the school and called my mom. She answered in a soft, sincere tone.

"Hey sweetie, what's wrong, you're supposed to be in school."

"Mommy, can you pick me up, please, I want to go home..." I sniffed, and she sighed. "Okay baby, I'll be there soon." she hung up, and I sighed. I put my head in my hands. I cried harder.

'Why does this stuff happen to me? Why?

I saw her car pull up, and I walked into the car. "What's the matter sweetheart?" she asked, rubbing my arm. I looked down, and didn't answer. She sighed, and drove home.

Prince.

The guilt was killing me inside, that I lied to Samantha about her being my first. She just is so fragile, and I didn't want to hurt her feelings. I just want her to be happy. The teacher was calling attendance, and Samantha wasn't here. I wondered where she would be, and I hoped she wouldn't hurt herself.

Samantha.

I got home, and went straight in my room crying. 

I cried feeling like I was going to pass out. I can't even think of having an STD. That would ruin my life. My mom would kill me, and when my dad comes back from Iraq, he'd be mortified.

If Prince only wore a condom. If he did, I wouldn't be in this situation. I didn't even know if he did or not until afterwards. I trusted him with my innocence, and he broke it. I closed my laptop, and cried. I got under my comforter, and drifted off to sleep.

Ray.

I was on my way home from school, and I got home, with Roc and Prince on the couch talking. As usual, I went upstairs, minding my bussiness, until I overheard them.

"She's my everything, I just love her, and I feel like I broke her heart" I heard Prince sob, and Roc sigh. "It's alright man, you can fix this, just talk to her, try to talk to her." Roc stated, and Prince sniffed.

I wondered what Prince did to her, and I decided to be brave, and take a chance at texting Samantha. I got my slim, white iPhone out of my pocket, and sighed, my contact for her was still, Babe.

I sighed, seeing the picture was her laughing, and I smirked seeing her beauty.

I typed the message, and my thumb shook as I was about to press send. I pressed it, hoping she would read the message.

Samantha, I heard that there's something going on with you and Prince. Are you okay?

I saw that under the message it changed from Delivered to Read at 4:13 PM.

I noticed that she was writing back, and she sent me something.

Thanks for asking Ray, it's just personal stuff. I'm fine. 

I smiled at the fact that I got brave enough to talk to her after the hospital. I hope she can forgive me.