Rháe POV
It's been two weeks since the accident and everything is pretty much back to normal with Carlie and I. She understands why I did what I did and she doesn't hold it against me at all.
The day after everything went down I went out to go and find my mom and brothers. They had a little apartment and when they seen it was me at the door they slammed it in my face. I could care less though, they didn't do shit for me anyways.
As for Manny, he still isn't talking to me. I understand it's hard for him, but I miss him. I've been wanting to kiss and hold him for the past 6 months and when I see him, he wants nothing to do with me. I been wanting to go over there, but I know he needs his time so I'll wait till he's ready to talk about it.
Right now I'm just chilling on my sofa, watching Pineapple Express, waiting on Carl's to come over so we can talk about me getting back on top of the game. No lie, I miss it man. The game has always been my first and only love.
The doorbell went off and I knew it was C so I pressed the button on my speaker and said "come in". I heard the door open then close and footsteps enter into the living room. Without turning around I said "hey Carl's" but didn't get a reply. I paused the movie and turn to see why Carlie wasn't talking to me. I was shocked because it wasn't Carlie that was in my house, it was Manny.
Once I seen it was him I turned back to my movie and pressed play. I know I was being petty by not talking to him, but him not talking to me hurt my feelings. I can't get over how he acted as if I was still dead. I grew feelings for him and I don't know how to feel about it.
"Rháe..." He said. But I didn't reply. I kept my eyes focused on the television in front of me.
"Rháe, I know you hear me talking to you." He said while walking to block my view from the tv.
"Oh now you wanna talk?" I asked.
"Yeah, which is why I'm here."
"Then start talking Manny" I sigh.
He blew out a long breath and sat on the coffee table in front of me and ran his hands through his hair then down his face. He picked up the remote and turned off the tv then turned back and just looked at me before speaking. "Rháe how are you alive?" I looked him upside his head for asking me this question after I explained it.
"I already told you the people stopped the bleeding and then bought me back to conscience. After going to the hospital I was admitted under a different name and taken care of."
"But your funeral, I was there...."
"Manny did you actually see me in that casket? It was closed right? That's because they told my mom that my body was too bad to be viewed."
"And you really been staying here the past six month?" He asked while looking around.
"More like 4 months. I stayed in the hospital for a while to recover."
"That night... How did you know where we were?"
"I followed y'all. I knew shit was gonna pop off. I just didn't know I would be the one to shoot your brother. I'm so sorry Manny."
"It's cool Rháe, don't trip. I just can't believe you alive."
"Well, believe it."
Awkward silence took over and I didn't know what to do. I wanted to jump on him and kiss all over his face but I knew I couldn't. So instead I walked over to the picture he was looking at and hugged him from behind. I felt him take a deep breath and relax.
"You know it shattered my heart Rháe when they told me you was gone. I thought about you every night, morning, and evening. A real nigga even shed a few tears man." He laughed a little.
"You'll never have to go through it again, I promise." He turn around in my arms and I looked up at him. "I really am sorry Manny." He leaned down and kissed me. At first it was a quick peck, then it turned to a slow deep kiss that weakened my knees. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He followed my instructions to my room and laid me on the bed then got up and started walking out. "Where you going?" I asked while sitting up. "To call Carlie and tell her you gotta take a rain check on y'all chilling."
I smiled and got up making way to my bathroom. I changed into the sexy light blue lingerie I had and sprayed on some Bomb Shell perfume, fluffed my hair a little then cut off the light. I walked back into the room and laid back on the bed. Manny walked in "Rháe, Carlie said it was- damn shawty. all this for me?" He smiled. "Yeah, don't just stand there.... Come get it baby."
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