The song "The Real Her" by Drake blared in my car as drove down the busy street of New York City. I driving around town for no reason . I'd so this everyday but Saturday and Sunday. I've been driving around the city for at least a couple of hours now. I began to get tired and my legs and feet began to feel like I was receiving multiple shots in the bottom of my feet and legs. I finally realize that I had to go pick up Jamal. I stopped and park by a store for a mintue and relaxed. I could feel someone coming towards the car then BAM !
I looked at the window to be approached by they same pair of eyes that I saw this morning before I left the house.
"Are you okay Noelle ?" I heard a familiar voice ask , he scared the hell out of me. " Yes Jamal damn. I should slap the shit out of you for scaring me." I spat out as I moved a couple inches away from him. Jamal is like older brother and he works Messiah.
Me and Messiah go way back like straight backs. I knew him since I was in middle school. We used to go together in highschool but you know how people change once they get to highschool they act like a brand new person. Me and Messiah still talk to this day. He wants to get back in a relationship but after what he did to me, hell to the motherfucking no.
"Noel I think It's time to go, Messiah could be waiting for us , we've been out here for about two damn hours ." Jamal explained with a worried look on his face. I knew that look , Jamal has been so called getting in trouble with that asshole. That's one reason why I won't be with him. He's too much of a demanding asshole for me. I can barley stand him now.
As much as I love making boys mad just so I can tease them and make them even madder by babying them. A mad Messiah was never something to play with. His temper was beyond bad I never saw a temper as bad as his until I met him for the first time. I quitely got out the front and let Jamal drive I got in the passenger side and relaxed. Twenty mintues later we arrived a Messiah's house. I exited the car and headed towards the steps.
The young man who looked as if he was twenty-one years old nodded his head a showed me a welcoming smile as he politely opened the door for us.
"Good afternoon Miss Zigler , Jamal"
"Thank you " I said as I smiled as I walked across the luxurious lobby filled with painting and breath taking furnishings. We reached the door and Jamal reached out and put in a five digit code and the glass doors slid open and we walked into his living room and I sat on the sofa. " How was the walk ?" Jamal asked trying to start up a conversation before Messiah comes out. " Great , like always " I said rolling my eyes.
I took a deep breath and pulled out my phone. I looked up to see a leaning Messiah with one shoulder against the white wall with his arm crossing over his naked chest , looking directly at me.
I blanky stared at his face waiting for him to began yelling at me for talking too long on my walk. " How many damn hours do you need to walk around the damn block Noelle?" His voice growled at me." I'll take as long as I want to , you're not my damn father." I said bluntly as I rolled my eyes.
"Noelle , I don't know who the fuck you think or may have thought you are talking to but you damn sure aren't talking to me so fix all that shit" He spoke to me in a very strong and blunt tone while giving me a harsh yet hateful glare.
When he got angry enough his eyes would turn light brown and would say the most hurtful shit out his mouth and won't regret it either.
"Jamal , could you step out so I could speak with Noelle , alone ?" He said in a requesting tone.
Jamal looked at me shaking his head as he stepped out the room , leaving me alone with him.
My eyes roamed all around the room , trying not to make contact with him.
"Look at me." His demanding voice echoed against the walls of the living room as he walked towards me and bend down infront of me so that we were face to face.
I shifted my head and connect my eyes with his. " What Messiah damn ?
"Why are you so angry with me , baby you know I miss you and I can't stand you being mad at me? You still holding the shit against me huh ?" He asked sighing
I rolled my eyes and turned my head to the left , not wanted to look at him or even be around him any longer.
"I said look at me dammit !" he said as he grabbed my chin roughly.
"You, you just don't fucking know. I can't stand you , get your got damn hands off me!" I spat my words out as my temper began to rise. " You're always yelling at me over dumb shit. I can't fucking stand you." I said as I smacked his hand off my face.
I could tell by the look on his face the he wanted to slap the spit of my mouth. " I don't understand you. I don't , you know how I am about you being outside and shit without letting me know anything."
" And you STILL not hearing what I'm saying ! get the fuck out my face Messiah bye ! You got the damn nerves to have me come here and listen to you yell at me over nothing. You what this is petty , I'm sitting here wasting my time arguging with you over nothing'
"Baby , you know what ? you right." Messiah said smirking as he got up and left out to speak with Jamal.
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Messiah & Me
Mystery / Thriller"мeѕѕιaн ιѕ мιneѕ and noвody ιѕ goιng тo нave нιм noт over мy dead вody "