My Growing Heartache

Chapter 15: Meet My Twisted Mother.

"Kenz are you...Oh shit." William said, closing the door immediately. I just stood there in shock, unable to move. After a few minutes, I finally got the courage to say "You can come in now..." as I quickly wrapped my towel around me and went into the bathroom. 'What the hell just happened, damn it!' I thought to myself as I put on my outfit.

"So...lets go." I said, stepping out of my bathroom with my head down, embarrassed. I could feel his eyes drilling into my body. I had on some uggs, leggings, a sweatshirt, a scarf, and a knit hat.

"Ok, lets head out. And, btw, your even hotter naked." He had the biggest grin on his face and all I could do was look at him with my mouth wide open. "Now I know you definitely want something to get in your mouth." His grin got even wider, showing off his dimple(s). "No thank you, white boy." I replied as we walked out the door.

"Later you guys." I yelled as we left.

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We reached this sexy assed brick house that wasn't too big but wasn't that small. It was a perfect size. "Whose house?" I asked as he opened my door for me. "Mine." He said, cockily. I could tell he was lying.

We get inside and it's like a mini mansion. "..wow..." I whispered, astonished, as I looked around the luxurious house. It looked like a big upgrade from teen cribs.

"Thanks." I could tell he had a huge assed smirk on his face.

We go upstairs to his room which was about the same size as my room at my house...okay, basically my house. Jeez. Anyways, we started to do some homework because we had to get that finished before doing anything else.

I was laying down on my stomach by the foot of his bed and he was sitting up at the head of his bed. I had my legs on his lap and I don't know why but this is the most comfortable I've ever been. I feel...I don't know...safe.

Anyways, I'm working on some math and listening to Rihanna- Man Down, when I feel my foot being tickled. I look back at William, who was now watching the tv acting as if he didn't do anything. I gave him a hard glare and he started to smile. What a flirt.

"Shouldn't you be doing your homework?"

"Nope. I'm all done." He said smirking. When I was about to turn back to look at my work, my stomach grumbled.

"Looks like someone's hungry. Do you want to take a break?"

"Yes...please." I said, happy that he asked.

We started walking downstairs to head out and there was a person standing at the bottom of the stairs. It was a woman, in her mid-late 40's. She was gorgeous and had the same brown eyes as William. Her hair was in a messy bun and she held a toddler in her hands, who also had the same eyes.

William was holding my hand and he gripped it tightly when she spoke, causing my body to shift uncomfortably. He was very tense and seemed angry.

"William." She spoke.

"Mother." His voice carried so much venom, so much hatred in it. He moved over so that he was completely in front of me.

"Who is she and why is she here?" She asked in a slightly hushed tone, her voice carrying the same venom and hatred as his did.

"She is my friend and we have to do an assignment together. Is there a problem? Or would you like me to not do it and get an F?" They both stared intently at each other for what seemed like an eternity before his mother spoke again.

"Very well then. Just... don't leave...her...around our valuables."

She walked up the stairs as William and I walked down and he muttered 'bitch' under his breath. I couldn't help but chuckle even though I was beyond pissed at her words. How dare she? She doesn't even know me or my life so who is she to judge and stereotype.

As I sat in the passenger side of his car, all I wanted to do was go out and get wasted. "Take me to the nearest club or bar or party or some shit." I told him, getting angrier by the second. I don't know why her words even matter to me. She's not important.

"No." He replied, staring at the red stoplight. "You need something to eat."

"William, stop messing with me. Take me there now."

"No Kenz. We need to eat and hurry back so we can finish our project."

Who the hell is he?

"You know what, whatever. Fuck it, just get me something to eat." I crossed my arms and looked out the window. I guess I'll just go get drunk after I go home.

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2 days later, we were in his room and I was laying across his couch while he was sitting by my feet.

"No. I refuse to do a skit over racism!" I yelled at him. He started laughing and I don't understand why he was cause I'm really not doing a skit over that.

"Alright, alright, fine. How about..we do one over...a married couple."

He looked devious, like he had something up his sleeve.

"Okay....that's pretty good. But where are you going with this? Because this is due tomorrow. "

"Okay, so a married couple right? Wife's pregnant, husband was cheating, but now that she's pregnant, he wants to stay, and she finds out he's cheating from a friend. She confronts him and he tells the truth. She forgives him, he sucks her neck, make-up sex takes place, badda bing, badda boom, the end." He really thinks he's funny, but what can I say. I really like that idea, besides the sex part.

"Okay white boy. That's a good idea. Just take out the sex scene."

"Why? That would've been my favorite part."

"Whatever white boy."

"Ok, I'm going to need a different nickname." I turned my head to look at the tv and my favorite movie was on.

"Will, this is my favorite movie! Can we get some popcorn or something?" I cuddled up next to him and his arm was around my waste. "Please??" I asked, pouting.

"Fine, alright." He gave in. I fell asleep in his arms and the moment felt so good. I never wanted to leave. But of course, I talked too soon because I got a call from my Aunty telling me to come home. I have to leave bliss to go to chaos. What did I do now to deserve this?

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