Hate How Much I Love You

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Kyra

I paced back and forth in front of Wallace's apartment door with heavy thoughts in my mind. I knew I wasn't suppose to be here, but I couldn't help it. It's funny how something so wrong could feel so right, and at this moment I felt so right about this. I missed that boy so much, every second of the day he was heavy on my mind and it was driving me insane. Especially since the night at the club when he had sex in the bathroom I craved for his touch and that was the reason I was standing here in front of his door ten minutes before my curfew time. I knew my father would chew me alive once I got home, but I didn't care I needed to see to wallace.

I knocked on the door and stood impatiently waiting for him to answer as my foot tapped on the floor. After a few minutes, I heard his chain being taking off his door and moments later he appeared. I smiled as I stared him up and down while he stood in front of me shirtless in nothing, but some sweat pants and socks. I took in his appearance and instantly got wet between my legs, he looked so good and here I was a fool to let this all go because of my foolish father's demands.

"Wassup" he said to me with low eyes as he licked his lips.  "Hey" I said taking a step closer to him.
He glanced behind him before looking back at me suspensionly, I noticed that usually he would have let me in by now, but instead he was standing in front of me gripping his door tightly. What you doing here Ky"?
I took a deep breath and smiled "Can I come in"?
He looked behind him again before facing me again "Um Ky right now ain't a good time".
I was definitely taking back for a minute, he never turned me down what so ever, so why now? I stood back and paid good attention to his whole demenor, his whole mood was off and I couldn't understand.  "Why not Wallace, what's wrong"?

He lowered his eyes at me and licked his lips. " Ky why are you here? You tryna play with a nigga head or something"?
I frowned "What... No.. What you mean"?  "Ky I know you don't wanna be with me and I know how you really feel about me. I heard you that night and what you told MeMe when we was at the club, you foul as fuck for that shit ma".
I shook my head and silently cursed myself for my mistakes that night. I should have knew with him being close by that it was a good chance he heard me, but still in my mind I felt like I had a chance to butter Wallace back up.  "Babe I didn't mean that stuff and you know it. I was just scared and shit Wallace you got-"...
"Wallace baby is everything okay"? I heard a female voice come from inside the house. I stepped back and tilted my head to the side as I stared Wallace down. "Who the hell is that"? I asked pointing passed him, I felt my heart thump in my chest and my blood began to boil.
Wallace bit down on the side of his jaw as I watched his body tense up "Look Ky I don't wanna do this right now".
"No fuck that... you gotta a girl in ya crib"? I asked barely whispering. Before he could even answer this pretty,slim lightskinned chick with short curly hair came to his side at the door dressed in a oversized t- shirt. She glanced at him then at me with a smile, sadly the feeling wasn't mutual.

"Hey I'm Jasmine" she said as she held her hand out to me. After staring at her for a few seconds and her realizing that I wasn't gonna shake her hand she dropped it back down at her side and stood with a lost look on her face. I glanced at Wallace as I crossed my arms over my chest "This ya girlfriend"?
"Something like that" She spoke for him in a soft voice that caused me to cut my eyes at her. " I wasn't talking to you I was talking to him" I stated as I pointed at him. " Come on Ky yo don't do that yo, shawdy ain't do shit to you" When he said that I darted my watery eyes at him. I was so angry that I didn't even realize that I was about to cry, all I knew was that I was hurt.

"You gon' do me like this Wallace"? I asked as the tears built up at the brims of my eye lids.
"Do you like what? You did this remember... you left me high and dry not once, but twice and you expect for me not to move on"?
I lowered my eyes at him " I did what I had to do and you know that".  "I don't know anything because you never told me anything, you just cut a nigga loose".
"So we gonna talk our business in front of her"? I asked while staring her down. I knew for the fact of her still standing in our presense that she was only collecting information and it was pissing me off. I was two seconds from snatching her up and beating the living shit out of her. Not because I was jealous, but because she was standing here with a smirk on her face like she was better than me or something. I couldn't even believe he would give her the time or day, even though she was pretty she could never be a girl like me to Wallace. I could see right though her, she wasn't for him she was just a temp in his life at the moment.  "I think you need to leave" she said to me as she wrapped her arm around his bare shoulder.

"Bitch I -" I started until Wallace stood in front of me, stopping me from almost attacking her.
"Ky chill out yo".
I looked him dead in his face "Fuck you". I stormed off with tears pouring down my soft cheeks. Here I had came to make peace with him and ended up embarressing myself. Just as I got halfway away from his house I heard footsteps behind me, he grabbed my arm and spun me around to face him. I stared up at  him and cried harder " I never wanted to hurt you Kyra" he told me as he gripped both sides of my face and stared in my eyes.
"But you did. I love you Wallace, I always have, but I realize now that we don't belong together and our love died the moment she came to your doorway" I said as I turned and walked away with a heavy heart.

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      I stepped in the house to see my parents in the kitchen sitting at the table, eating. When my mother noticed me she jumped up and went to the stove to make me a plate, meanwhile my father never looked up from his newspaper. My mother looked at me with a nervous look on her face as she sat my plate down on the table. The minute I went to sit down my father's head shot up with a mug on his face " Don't you dare sit down at the table unless you got an explaination on where you been and why your late coming in my house"?
I swallowed hard with my head down as I played with my fingers. "I... umm... daddy I'm sorry, but I'm only five minutes late I tried to get here as fast as I could I promise".
I jumped so hard at the sound of him slamming his hand down on the table, If I wasn't mistaking it even scared mama. "That's not the point... I told you to stay away from that thug didn't I "? I knew at that moment he was drunk off his ass, His voice always raised and he always got angry when he was drunk. That explained why mama looked so nervous when I walked in, she already knew he was on one.

"Where were you at Kyra"? He asked with so much angry in his voice even though he was semi calm.
"I was at Meona's house finishing up my homework daddy" I lied halfway, honestly I was at Meona's house, but not the whole time.
"You a fucking liar" he banged his fist on the table causing me to jump up and back up against the wall in fear for my life right now. When my father got like this at times he would turn into the devil and have me ana mama on edge for the rest of the night.
"You answer me right now little girl" He yelled as he jumped up and pointed in my face. Just then my mother's hand landed on his shoulder " Baby calm down she isn't lying she called me earlier and checked in" Mom said so softly and calm, but that only caused her be backhand slapped as he body fell into the wall.
"Bitch stop lying for her. She was with that boy and you know she was with that boy, you want her to be a hoe like these fast ass little bitches"? He yelled in mama's face while she laid there on the floor crying her heart out. I felt so bad for her because this wasn't even her battle it was mine, but of course daddy took it out on her. Sadly to say daddy hit me a couple times, but it was nothing compared to what he did to mama. She had been his wife for years and she didn't deserve this treatment he gave her at all.

After he finished towering over mama he turned to me with dark cold eyes "Don't you ever lie to me again" he chuckled "And teach ya mama not to step in shit that don't have shit to do with her ass" And with that he stumbled away with his liquor bottle in his hand. Once he was out of site I rushed to my mother's aid. She wrapped her arms around me and just cried, I knew soon or later we would have to leave this place and leave him behind.


     Kabron laid back across his bed as he watched his shawdy Mo get dressed. After all the fucking they had just did he was surprised that she even had energy. "Why you rushing and shit?" He asked, chuckling. Mo was a cute light skinned chick with long red hair and banging body.
She turned to him as she button up her right jeans and smiled "Baby my mother gets home in a hour and I have to beat her home or that's my ass and I don't got time to hear her fussing and shit".
"Then stop being sneaky fucking with a grown man" Kabron said laughing as he lit his blunt and put it to his mouth. Mo smacked her lips and waved him off, even though he was two ages older than her she knew she had to respect her mother's wishes.
Mo and Kabron had been fucking with each other for a few months now and even though to him she was just another one of his chicks she was in love with him. If she didn't have to leave him she would have it her way and climb back in bed with him and stay the night.

"You need me drop you off?"
"Yeah nigga you know I can't make it home in time on the bus" she told him as she collected all her items and put on her sandals.
He laughed as he took one last hit from his blunt and climb out the bed. After throwing his shirt over his head he grabbed his keys and headed out the room with her hot on his heels.

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