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THE DEEP ATTRACTION

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"Ring the alarm, I've been through this too long. But I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm."

CAYETON MURRAY
APRIL 15th, 2008.
TUESDAY 5:43 pm

I LAID IN the bed while my sister handed me a cup of water, holding the straw for me so I could sip from it carefully.

My body was extremely sore, and I was in so much pain I felt like death would be better than this shit. It seemed like life just kept getting worse and worse.

"Could y'all please turn the lights off, they are too bright." I rasped out, since my voice was basically nonexistent. It hurt to even talk.

I squinted my eyes, feeling like if the lights stayed on any longer, I would get a fucking migraine. This shit hurt so bad.

My mother stood up and went to the light switch flicking them off so now only the sun light was the light source. It was around dusk so that wasn't shit either.

"Now that you have talked to the detectives, can you tell us what happened? Please?" Caitlyn questioned me, and for some reason I wanted to slap her.

I wanted to slap anybody though, nobody in particular.

"My stomach really hurts." I muttered with my face frowning.

"Girl if you don't tell us right now!" My momma snapped on me, frustrating me even more because I could tell she was getting angry.

"Okay okay," I muttered softly feeling my vision blurring. Something about being in the hospital was so depressing.

I swallowed, and it hurt making me want to whine.

"Me and raji went to see zane and Dwayne." I started, and I could see the doubt in my mothers face.

"Are these your friends?" My momma questioned me and I huffed already knowing she was about to get on my nerves.

"No." I answered dryly.

"Okay well who is he, because I know the Samir boy is your boyfriend right—Isaiah's basketball coach?" My mom asked , and I felt my heart drop at the mention of it.

Caitlyn didn't know I had been telling my mom that whenever I was with Zane I would tell her it was Samir. Only because I knew she wouldn't approve of our age gap, and she talked to Samir on the phone twice when he was asking forme and expressed how respectful she thought he was.

My sister didn't know that though.

I cleared my throat. "It doesn't matter who he is , anyways I don't wanna explain it. Long story short, zane got mad at me and just went crazy. Okay?" I questioned.

"He put his hands on you!" Caitlyn abruptly stood up.

Little did she know it was normal at this point. It was a rare occasion that he didn't, and I don't know why I got myself involved with him knowing how his brother treated my best friend.

I just thought he was different because he was so nice to me at first, and helped me when I was in need of companion ship after the whole Samir ordeal.

It was so frustrating, because it seemed like after Samir everything just went so downhill. And then to have my brother always talking about him like he was one of the best people on the planet. Like he idolized him or something.

Zane was just as bad as his older brother if not worse, especially because he had a daughter. He was always leaving her with me while he went out and did him. I'm way too young to be a stepmother.

Once I healed and got my neck brace off, I thought I would go see Samir. I figured after all these months him and kamaria were no more.

I thought my suspicions were right when I approached him and he was with a girl I barely noticed, but as soon as she spoke, I knew I made a mistake. I can't lie, that girl had stepped her game up.

It looked like she gained some happy weight, she changed her hair, her skin was glowing, her outfit was on point and all of the above. So, at first glance I didn't even know it was her evil witchcraft ass.

How she managed to break my neck with her bare hands still baffled me. She had to do some type of black magic.

"Yes but just leave it alone , I'm done. I won't mess with him no more." I sighed looking away from them in embarrassment.

"No no! He needs his karma. This is why you have a man. For things like this so he can protect you baby. And he's on his way right now, I believe." My momma spoke confidently.

"On his way here? For me?" I whipped my head in her direction, almost suddenly feeling better. I don't know how my mom managed to get him to come here, but that gave me hope that he still cared about me after all.

He would eventually get tired of kamaria, and I would be right here waiting for him, showing how down I can really be.

"Yep." My momma nodded, and I started blushing.

I could feel the butterflies in my stomach erupting, remembering all the times we spent together. And the last time I seen him he looked way more mature.

My mom and sister started talking but I could barely focus, anticipating the arrival of Samir.

Finally, the door flung open, and my heart dropped.

"Where is—" he paused once he seen me and smacked his teeth. "Oh my fucking ..." he trailed off in a low tone.

"I thought they said my girlfriend was here." He hadn't even entered the room, just standing there and I didn't know what to feel.

I thought he was coming because he knew I was hurt, but considering I wasn't really his girlfriend I knew he didn't think he was coming for me.

And most importantly, this nigga had a damn girlfriend? It just couldn't have been Kamaria.

"What do you mean?" My momma questioned him, and I could feel the embarrassment taking over me again. This wasn't going to end well. Like fucking always.

"Who called my house talking 'bout my girlfriend was in the hospital? This is not my girlfriend." Samir extended his arm out gesturing towards me.

I glanced at Caitlyn for help, but she was just as quiet with her scary ass. She was scared he would go get Kamaria or Kourtney on her again. Pussy.

"I had the hospital call you, I'm confused. Are you not her boyfriend?"

"With all due respect ma'am, I know you because you Isaiah momma, so I know this gotta be a mistake. But Cayeton is not my girlfriend, I have a girlfriend and I been with her for almost six months now—so stuff like this can't keep happening. I'm not trynna cause no problems between us." He explained and my heart sunk.

"Me and her haven't even actually spoken since October or November so can you please please leave me alone. Y'all gone get me in major trouble." It almost seemed as if he was begging.

Seeing how much he cared made me grow envy in my heart, I was supposed to be the one he was treating like this. I saw the potential in him. I knew the type he would be in a relationship, and I never even got to experience the benefits.

"Well, we're sorry for the confusion." My mother cleared her throat, cutting her eyes at me.

Samir took a step back slowly, he glanced back at me like he wondered what happened, but typical nonchalant him, he didn't even ask. Just walked away.

Now I felt like I did before I thought he was coming to check on me.

"Cayeton I don't know what's going on with you, but your lying about a boyfriend, in abusive relationships, jumping people, getting your neck broke this is just too much." My mother started gathering her stuff. I rolled my eyes because I didn't give a fuck at the moment. "I think you should go stay with your dad once you graduate. You need to grow and away from st pete." She sighed and my eyes widened.

My dad lived all the way in Augusta Georgia. My momma was tripping. Seriously.

See what I mean? Shit just keeps getting worse.

"No mama I'm not going, we still have a chance." I declared and Caitlyn looked like she wanted to say something.

"See? I think maybe you need therapy, or to be put on meds. I'm not saying the abuse was your fault, but everything else could've been prevented and you egged it on. You need to be in a new environment." She stated firmly.

After that I don't know what happened, but I just blacked out. I knew I was screaming—maybe crying. Then the next thing I remember was on the floor, with my sister hugging me.

"You see what you did Cayeton?!" My momma exclaimed, but she sounded muffled like I was blocking her out. "They gonna send you to the nut house." She shook her head.

SAMIR MONTGOMERY
APRIL 15th, 2008.
TUESDAY 8:43 pm

"STOP SAMIR! WHAT the fuck, did you just bite my ass!" Kamaria looked back at the boy.

He smirked at her, while she moved her hair out of her face, blinking.

"I'm sorry, I be wanting to do that shit all the time." He admitted using his palms to grip her butt cheeks and he squeezed them.

"Move Samir oh my gosh. I wish you would leave me the fuck alone." She frowned slapping his hands with the hand she didn't have a pencil in. "Why are you aggravating me like this today." She fussed.

"I'm not even doing nothing, you the one who got a stupid ass attitude." He replied placing his hands right where they were before, and she ignored them this time.

"Because you see me trynna study for this chemistry test and you wanna play—move!" She shouted once he ran his finger up the middle of her back, since it was tickling her.

Samir sighed loudly, bored out of his mind. He didn't have any homework unlike kamaria, so he was waiting for her to finish but it was hard to do so.

He rolled his body from the side of her, to on top of her since she was laying on her stomach in her bed. The girl huffed and smacked her teeth, "I'm finna make you get out." She warned him.

His chest was pressed against her back, and he rested his chin on her shoulder. They got silent again as he watched her write down on her study worksheet.

Sometimes he took pleasure in her writing because her handwriting was so pretty to him. And he always liked the way her charm brackets and bangles clanged against each other when she was doing so. It was aesthetically pleasing.

"Where did you go earlier." Kamaria asked randomly, a plain look on her face, and her tone was soft. She didn't even tear her eyes away from her paper, which were all signs that said she would know if he was lying.

He doubted she knew, but he knew it was no point in lying, because technically he did nothing wrong in the case, at all.

"When?" He asked, just to get on her nerves like he had been doing for the pasty forty-five minutes. She was so close to slapping the boy.

The closer they got, and the longer they dated, the more personality he showed. He liked getting on her nerves, and playing around, but only with her.

"You know when boy, I was waiting on you to come over like always and you were like an hour late." She stated in a monotone, and he just smiled.

"You love my ass so much." He teased her, even though her admired it so much.

Lifting her head, she gripped his jaw and turned his head to face her, pecking his lips three times. "I do, now tell me." She let him go.

"Aight so check it," he started, making her raise her eyebrows. "Somebody called the house phone while I was putting my clothes on from the shower, so I answered and it was bay care, they was like my girlfriend was in the hospital but they couldn't disclose the information over the phone," he admitted making her stare at him crazy.

"So you know I hop in the car and I drive there, but then when I got to the room, it was Cayeton." He explained.

Her eyes widened, "bitch what?" She had completely stopped what she was doing now, and tuned in.

"Yes, so now I'm confused as fuck. Because what in they right mind made them fucking call my house talking bout my girlfriend, but I don't even talk to this girl." He continued, "but it turn out that Cayeton had been telling her mama we were together or some shit. So, I politely asked if they could leave me the hell alone, and I left and I didn't stick around or nothing." He shrugged.

"I can just imagine yo face when you realized it wasn't me." Kamaria giggled, "I really really wanna whoop her ass for that, but I feel bad cause I think she mental." She sighed, and Samir stifled a laughed.

" I love yo crazy, pretty ass girl." He spoke sensually kissing her neck, "come on lemme fuck you." He uttered out quickly, she barely even comprehended what he said before he started trying to pull her body on his.

"Stoppp Samir!" She dragged out, basically whining at this point.

He ignored her words and slapped his palm against her ass, causing her to unintentionally moan. "Move boy!" She pushed him so she could roll of top of his body.

"How you mad at me cause yo freak ass like getting yo ass smacked. Moaning and shit." He muttered rubbing the spot his hand came in contact with to soothe it.

She closed her eyes momentarily. "Your so annoying, and you lucky my momma not here and only my brothers." She muttered softly since him rubbing her felt good. "And if they hear anything you say, I'm not helping you." She declared.

Samirs head snapped up when her room door opened, and Kourtney waltzed in. "I just knew your ass was here." She rolled her eyes at Samir.

"Yeah, so drop da attitude." He replied slickly.

She plopped right on the edge of kamarias bed disregarding the fact that they were laying down together and sighed loudly.

"What's wrong bestie." Kamaria instantly asked keeping her eyes on the paper. Samir just stared at kamaria, because her ability to multitask the way she did was so impressing to him.

"I don't know, lately I just feel so bad for trying to move on from Zayden and being with other people while he was locked up instead of holding him down." She expressed immediately because she wasn't one to beat around the bush.

Samir widened his eyes, surprised that Kourtney felt comfortable enough to talk about a subject like this while he was in the presence.

"You guys were broken up." Kamaria stated evenly.

"I know, but it's just now that he's back home , he jumped right back into boyfriend mode like it was nothing. Anything I ask he does, he gives me all his attention, everything, even after I entertained other people." She huffed, "I guess what I'm really trynna say is I feel like he's too good for me sometimes. You ever feel like that?" She questioned.

Kamaria nodded her head, "yeah of course. That's normal." She admitted. Samir was quiet as a mouse just soaking it all up, scared that if he spoke, she would kick him out. He really wanted to hear the conversation.

"So how you get rid of that feeling?" Kourtney was now intrigued. She knew her best friend was confident, so she wanted to know how she would get over her moods of feeling like she wasn't good enough.

"Well, reassurance is key really. It doesn't matter if its Samir or me reassuring myself." She cut her eyes at him, "this is his first time hearing about it so usually he doesn't know when I feel the way I do. He reassures out of habit without even knowing he be helping a lot. Really, you just need to know your worth boo, and believe that you are just as much as he is." She shrugged.

Kamaria could really relate to Kourtney, because since she ignored Samir for so long due to her own trauma troubles she some times felt like didn't deserve Samir. She had to learn how to get out of her head, and learn it wasn't true.

She truly believed that once Kourtney learned too, it would no longer be a problem anymore.

Kourtney opened her mouth to speak, and Zayden came into the doorway, and Kamaria realized she had came with him.

"I was looking for yo ass nigga. You in here cup-caking." He spoke towards smart making him smirk.

"Mhm," he didn't even deny it using his hand to place on her stomach since she was laying on her side at this point and his head was on the side of her stomach.

"Awwwww, that is so fucking...ugly! I wanna throw the fuck up." Zayden pretended to gag, and Samir couldn't do anything but just chuckle at his best friend.

"Zay shut up, they are cute." Kourtney waved them off before looking back at the couple, "I wanna know who said I love you first," she spoke in curiosity like always. Kourtney lived for them.

Kamaria sighed, "we was saying I love you before we was even together, but the first person to say it for real was me." She admitted with the shake of her head. "I was so fucked up."

"Watchu mean fucked up," zayden was interested now.

"She mean I was innat bih like—" Samir clapped his hands four times to mock sex sounds, "and she was like oh my god I love you daddy." Samir mocked in a girl voice making Kamaria gasp.

"Samirrrrr" she dragged out , blushing. "Get out because you did not just tell them that." She was giggling slightly, but embarrassed.

He sat up and kissed her cheek, "imma be back in like ten minutes." He was laughing too at her reaction. She was too flustered to even defend herself because it was true.

"Bye go away." She waved him off.

Zayden just shook his head in shock. He didn't even know she got down like that.

"Lord y'all need some Jesus." Kourtney shook her head.

Well, that's the end of cayetons story. Her ass is going to a psych ward and Samir and kamaria living good.

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