Fire and Ice

Chapter 13 ~ Secrets

"Your secrets are safe with me/I will keep your secrets/just think of me as the pages in your diary" - Alicia Keys

Me and Samaria talked a little bit more. We got bored so we decided to go visit Davon. It was really my idea because I missed him.
It was some cars there so I assumed his friends are here. Or some hoes. Samaria rings the doorbell. A few minutes later Davon opens the door. He smiles when he sees me. We come inside and he leads us into his den where his boys are sitting on the floor counting big stacks of cash. Samaria sits down next to Brian and they start talking about something quietly. I sit down next to Davon. He's watching me watch TV. "What?" I say, finally. "You alright?" He asks. I shrug. So much has been happening lately that I simply don't give a damn anymore. I turn up the TV as the eleven o' clock news comes on.

"THIS JUST IN: A DEAD BODY HAS BEEN FOUND IN A DUMPSTER ON MCARTHUR STREET. THE BODY HAS BEEN YET OT BE IDENTIFIED. THE CAUSE OF DEATH HAS BEEN FOUND TO BE A SINGLE GUNSHOT WOUND TO THE HEAD. OFFICERS SAID HE DIED NO MORE THREE OR FOUR DAYS AGO. INVESTIGATORS ARE ON THE CASE AS WE SPEAK-"

Davon turns the channel. I look at him like he's crazy. "What you change it for?" I ask. He simply shrugs. You know what, I don't even care about what his problem is. I sit back and begin to watch Love and Hip Hop. Samaria comes and sits down by me. Brian and Cameron are finished counting their money. When the show is almost over, I look at Davon. This man looks really uncomfortable. He looks like he's hiding something. "Davon what the hell is wrong with you?" I ask. He looks at me with surprise. he nods. "No you're not." I insist. He sighs and gets up. "I got to tell you something." I follow him out the room. We end up in the hallway. "What's up?" I ask. Davon scratches his head. "I might be going to jail." He says. I squint. "For what?" i ask. What the hell is wrong now? "I got something to do with that murder on McArthur street." He mumbles. I shrug. Davon looks at me sideways. "You don't care? Did you hear what I just said?" He asks. "Yeah, I heard you. I dont' care. You've been living this life for I don't know how long. It's no secret." I give it to him plain and simple. Davon looks on in amazement. "Wow. Most girls would start tripping. You cool as a fuck shawty."

Can't argue with that. "That nigga still bothering you?" He asks, leaning on the wall. "I guess so. Haven't got a lot of threats lately. I did get kicked out my mama house though." I say. "For what?" He asks. I choose not to tell him the real reson. Davon don't need to know every aspect of my life. "I got into a little argument with my mama." Well it's not a complete lie. "Where you staying at?" He asks. "With Samaria for the time being." I say. Davon chuckles to himself. "What you laughing at?' I ask. He shakes his head. "Nothing. Where my kiss at?" He asks. His needy ass. He act like he can't go a day without kising me. "I don't always have to kiss you. I ain't your girlfriend." I say. Davon licks his lips. "You should of never kissed me then. You knew this shit was gonna happen. You better be lucky it's just a kiss" Whatever. Davon backs me up against the wall. His breath smells like mint. His hands grip my waist, his favorite place, as his lips lock on mine. The kiss is a mix of enjoyment and curiousity. He can really kiss. I turn my head so he can't continue. "What you doing?" He asks, a little upset. "You doing too much 'Von." I say. He flashes his pretty white teeth at me. "Cuz you like that shit." He says. Hell yeah. I shrug. "I know what else you'll like." He whispers in my ear. He presses me against the wall and puts his hands on my privacy. He kisses my neck. I can't move, but I don't want to because it feels so good. He moves his hands in a circular motion. A moan escapes my lips. "Davon." I moan. His mouth moves back to mine. He kisses me roughly. Then out of nowhere, he stops. The fuck? He lets go of me and looks me up and down. I really didn't want him to stop. "Why did you stop?" I ask, breathlessly. "To show you that you shouldn't be upset by a kiss. I can make you feel way better." He says, casually. I'm speechless. I need to calm my hormones down. We go back into the room and I sit by Samaria this time.