Jamie || BWWM

Tears Of Joy | 7

"Viya!" He groans my name.

He breaks the kiss and lay his head in the crook of my neck. He puts me down and looks at his watch.

"It's late. I drive you home." He turns to walk to his desk and grab his things.

How dare he take my first kiss and pretend like it didn't happen? But there's no time to be worried about that.

"No need I can just walk home." I giggle nervously.

"Your house is like 40 minutes away. How would you walk? And it's midnight."

"No, I'm fine. I walk all the time and I'm just gonna walk to the Marta bus station." I'm not gonna be able to get out of this one.

"I wasn't asking you, I was telling you. Now come." He said demandingly.

I follow behind him as we walk outside the building.

He's gonna figure out that I don't live in does apartments anymore. What should I do? Should I tell him I moved and make him drop me off somewhere else?

We make it to his car. I get in the passenger seat and put my seat belt on.

We drove for a few minutes but it feels like hours. It takes a while to get to the apartment because his company is in the city of Atlanta. I didn't live in the city.

"Umm... I j-just wanna tell you I don't live in does run-down apartments no more."

"Okay give me your new address." He looks at me then turns back to the road.

I'll just tell him I don't want him to know where I live. "Hmm no, I don't want you to know."

"Answer the question Viya." He says in a dark tone.

I stare at him with fear in my eyes. My eyes begin to water.

'Not again. Why am I always crying around him? I'm so pitiful'

"I-I..."

He stops the car on the side of the road.

"W- why you stop?" I stutter.

"Because you didn't tell me where you live." He sounds annoyed.

"I have nowhere to go okay! I'm homeless. Is that what you want to hear. " I raise my voice. I feel hot tears fall down my cheeks. I started crying.

"Wh-..." "No, you listen to me right now. Before you judge me listen to what I have to say. I'm sorry I keep lying to you. I just don't know what to do at this point. I smile every day at work to hide the pain I'm feeling, I laugh to stop tears from falling. I pretend like I was okay when my momma left me when I wasn't okay. I can't get my place because my momma messed up my credit. I'm lost in this world I have nowhere to go or where I belong. Do you know how it feels to wake up with no destination?" My heart was racing. More tears came falling. I didn't care anymore. I stop fighting my tears and let them fall. It feels so good to cry and not hold them in. I'm kinda happy to say I'm free. These are not just sad tears but tears of joy.

"Viya-" I took my seat belt off and I got out of the car quickly for I wouldn't have to hear what he got to say. I ran as fast as I could. I hear his voice calling my name but I keep running.

After a while, I end up at a public park. I walk around until I see somewhere to sit. I see a swing set and set there.

I took at my phone and looked at myself in the camera. I look so stupid. My nose is red, my eyes are puffy from crying and rubbing them, my cheap mascara is running down. I have a lot of flyaways in my hair.