To The End And Back

To The End And Back

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“Solo,” She growled through clenched teeth. She stood across from the able, arms crossed; face showing irritation. “You know you can’t do this, right?” The boy leaning back on the rotting chair rolled his eyes, “Yeah yeah, I know Mom.” “Hey!” She shouted, causing the tall man in front of me to jump slightly. “Listen Solo! You cannot do something like this for the sake of-” “For the sake of myself, Alby, Kattarina, and you Reinah.” He interjected. “Jesus Christ Reinah,” “Alright.” Alby snarled, “Put the claws away.” Alby stood up, placing a hand on the flustered girl steaming to the left of me. Reinah sat down besides me obviously still irritated, “We all need to calm down.” His voice was velvety and soothing, cutting the tension between the feuding friends like butter. “We shouldn’t fight like this okay? Solo, you know that something like this is dangerous, and under no circumstances should a situation like his be carried through. You got that?” The two friends fought as if they were siblings bickering over a new shiny toy; and Alby was the single Mother who solved the problem in a synch. He was like a parent to us almost, Or least, what we imagined parents were like. Solo groaned, but loosen his tensed shoulders, “Fine.” “Now apologize,” Alby sat back down in his chair, watching the two. “I’m sorry.” They say in unison. I look to Alby and mouth a “Thank-you.” Which he replies with a solemn nod and a weak half-grin. Alby, Reina, Robert, and Kattarina; teenagers borderlining the equator of unordinary, and extraordinary lives. When there extraneous beings collide with the tides of our regular sea; What could possibly be the outcome? And whos to stop it if it’s cataclysmic?
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"Bestie!?", he called. 'Don't talk to me, nigga. You make me sick', she hissed walking into her bedroom. "Bae, don't be like dat. You know that I was only looking out for your ass, girl", he said following behind her, grasping her by the arm pulling her body against his. 'Man, just leave me alone, Chris', she responded vehemently. "You mad at me", he stated leaning down placing a kiss to her forehead. 'Ya damn skippy', she agreed. He sighed, "What can I do to make it up to ya? You know I ain't sorry, but I don't like fa ya ass to be mad at me. You know I love you, right?", he asked. She did not say anything. "Right?", he asked, arms tightening around her. 'I guess, now let me go', she grumbled trying to unwind his arms from around her. He kissed his teeth, "You guess? Don't fuckin' play wit' me, Mor", he said staring down at her, nostrils flaring. If there was one thing he hated for sure it was when she doubted his love for her and she knew this. She rolled her eyes being done with this conversation. She just wanted to lie down on her comfortable bed and wallow in her misery for a little while without the very cause of it being in her presence. They, Chris, a couple of friends, and her were out chillin' when she was approached by a cute guy. They were talking when Chris approaches them hanging all over her and ran him off. She just wanted to find someone. She felt like she was ready to love someone deeper than platonically, but now she feels like she probably never will with Chris around. This isn't the first time he has done this either. It is actually around the fifth and she is fed up with his shit. She found herself on her bed with Chris on top of her lying between her legs kissing on her neck. 'Stop', she breathed shoving at his shoulders. "You still mad?", he asked in between kisses. She grunted in annoyance, 'Stop', she ordered, but he continued. "Then no", he denied then proceeded to fuck her back to sleep.

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