fake smiles

Chapter 1 (pg.5)

Flashback to 4 years ago......

Zaylin heard a knock at his door as he sat down watching tv. He was tempted to answer but he didn't due to his parents not being home and remembering that his mother always told him don't answer the door for strangers.

The knocking continued and him being a ten year old caused his imagination to go wild. He started to think of the movie he had watch about the kid being home alone and people coming in his house.

He was about to run upstairs till he heard a familiar voice "dion?" Zaylin asks

"Yes it-it's me" dion says with sadness in his voice causing Zaylin to open the door and dion to walk in straight to his room not saying anything

Zaylin walks in the room behind dion "are you ok" Zaylin says looking at dion with concern

At first dion said nothing then Zaylin asked again causing dion to get up in an abrupt way ; knocking the Book off Zaylin's dresser saying "mane fuck this"

Zaylin was stunned he had never seen that mad ever he didn't know what to do but he decided to go up to dion and hug him "what's wrong" Zaylin asks

All of the sudden dion started crying on Zaylin shoulder

Zaylin was so shocked in all of the years he had known dion he was never the type to cry not even the time he broke his ankle he just stood laid there silent

"My-y-y po-ps d-d-d-I-I-Ed" dion says breaking down even more causing Zaylin to cry

"Wha-a-t? How? No? It can't be" Zaylin started to ramble due to him thinking of how this could have happened

"Man I swear ima kill that nigga" dion says letting go of me and lapping around my room with his fist balled up

"What are you talking about Dee" Zaylin says starting to get confused

"That nigga who shot my dad I swear ima put his bitch ass on a shirt" he says starting to punch the air causing Zaylin to grab his fist

"Calm down you don't know what your saying I'm sure your father wouldn't want you doing anything like that" I say to him as he tries his best not to look in my eyes

"Man fuck that I swear that nigga gonna pay" he says

"Yes he will the police will catch him and he can rot in jail" I say

"Nah fuck that ima put that nigga in a bag" he says as tears start to roll down his face causing Zaylin to grab it and them to have eye contact

"Please dion don't do anything dumb think about the people who will miss you if your gone like your mother...and me" Zaylin says saying and me a little quieter breaking eye contact causing dion to lift his face with his finger on his chin

"What was that last part?" Dion asks

"I said I would miss you if something ever happened to you" Zaylin says as they look each other in the eyes

All of the sudden there mouths connected not knowing who made the fist move they just knew that they felt safe and happy as their soft lips were together feeling like nothing could be better and then it ended

Zaylin opened his eyes confused on what happened as he seen dion picking up his jacket " what happened?" Zaylin says

"I have to go" dion says

"But-" Zaylin says but getting cut off by dion

"I have to go" dion says interrupting Zaylin and leaving

Zaylin stood lost of words and stunned he didn't know what to do all he could think about was the kiss and how it made him feel

Zaylin eventually went to sleep and woke up the next morning deciding to go to dion house even though He knew he was probably sleep due to it being 12pm on a weekend