𝐱𝐢𝐢𝐢. 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮
act ii
pg.iii
𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔
' 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞?
𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞
'𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞.'
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THE NEXT DAY
2:44 P.M
MAKE YOURSELF COMFORTABLE by sarah vaughn played lowly throughout the living room of my mothers apartment that overlooked the city. the nice decor was more captivating than our conversation, because last time i was here, she wasn't even finished furniture shopping.
maya & i sat on the sofa across from her, both looking around at everything & listening to the melodic music that played. unlike us, she actually lived in manhattan. nobody was sure what she did for a living, but we were all convinced that it was none of our business.
"how's school girls?" dana finally spoke up after three minutes of silence had passed.
maya & i exchanged side glances, wondering who would go first.
the three of us have these forced meetings atleast once a month since she's been here, and each time is more awkward than before. we managed to go the entire summer, but now that she was back from her vacation in florida; she just had to see us.
i didn't mind it much, cause i usually just let maya do all the talking. she seemed more interested in her anyways. dana missed me growing up, so atleast with maya she has a few years.
"it's good. i like the seventh grade. i have so many friends." maya spoke up, forcing a smile. i was hoping she'd continue, usually she was very talkative; but i guess today she wasn't really feeling it.
dana nods, smiling. her smile made my heart sink a bit, only because when smiled i saw carter — every single time.
"what about you june? how's senior year?" her voice shook me out my thoughts. i quickly broke eye contact, realizing i'd been staring at her the entire time.
"it's cool." i shrugged, looking down at my faded converse. "i'm just ready to graduate and get on with my life." dana chuckled, nodding her head as if she understood.
"girl i was the same way. senior year was my favorite. it was so fun feeling like an actual adult." she leaned forward, grabbing her tea off the table to blow before drinking.
"didn't you just have carter?" maya interrogates, causing her to nearly choke on her tea. i held my breath, looking away from them both so i wouldn't laugh.
"i think what maya means is, it must've been hard having to deal with a baby and still manage to have a good year."
dana looked between us both, seemingly lost for words. much like me, maya was blunt, but today i'd rather get this visit over without hurting this lady's feelings.
"a lot of good things happened my senior year, & having carter was never a regret."
i sank a little in the cushion. of course she'd say that now, with him gone. i just wish he was here, things would be so different. not a day goes by that i don't miss him.
"oh, and i forgot to mention.. there's some people i want you two to meet .. i think it's long overdue." she perked up a bit. "tomorrow night, we're all going to have a nice family dinner at y'all's apartment."
"i hope you can cook better than ya sister." maya groans. dana began to crack up.
"i hope so too maya." she spoke between giggles.
"who are these people you want us to meet?" i ask out of curiosity. i wasn't interested, nor did i plan on making any impression on whoever.
"well.. a friend of mine, and his son and daughter. his son's maya's age, and the girl is yours." i nod, now not having anything else to say.
the silence had returned, the air seemed thicker and the time seemed slower. at this point it felt like a chore being there.
"i gotta pee." maya announced, walking away shortly after. i couldn't tell if she was making an excuse just to leave or if she genuinely had to go — all i know is i wish i would've thought of it first.
"you okay over there? you're so quiet.." dana nervously smiled. i nod my head slowly.
"i usually come off as quiet to people i don't know."
"i bet around your friends you're a character." she looked down at her nails.
"i guess."
"you know .. it doesn't have to be this way everytime we see eachother. i've been here a little over a year , and we still barely speak."
"we could've been closer if —" i stop myself before speaking too much. one thing we neglected to talk about was the past, and the actual reason for her absence in the first place. i find it hard to bring it up , the time never seemed right. "nevermind."
"i've changed you know. i'm not the same immature twenty something year old that had three kids , and didn't know a thing about life.. a lot of things happened, but i'm back now. we can start over."
rolling my eyes, i try to turn where i was no longer looking directly at her. i tried to hold my tongue, and be the bigger person, but it was hard when she acted as if her leaving was something i should've gotten over.
"lets be honest, woman to woman alright;" dana hesitates, before nodding & continuing to sip her tea like the lady she was perceived to be.
"alright june. you're not a little kid anymore, so let's talk — woman to woman.." she placed the tea down, crossing her leg over the other and slighting folding her arms. i did the same, leaning back into the couch, arms folded.
"you only came back because carter, our brother died. if he were still here, you wouldn't be. am i right?"
her eyes softened, and i could tell i hurt her feelings. she was probably choking me in her head. i wasn't trying to hurt her, or make her feel bad; that was her fault. imagine how i feel.
she uncrossed her legs, leaning forward. she stares at me for what seemed forever, before speaking her mind.
"i hurt you bad, didn't i?" i scoff, trying to avoid eye contact. no shit she hurt me. "you know — i feel like .. even if he were here; out of the three of y'all, it was you i hurt the most."
i didn't know for a fact if it was true, we all dealt with it differently. carter never spoke badly about her, he rarely spoke of her ever. maya was too young to fully understand, but she never knew how to process it. i was just angry for a long time.
"i'm not tryna talk about all that." i nonchalantly reply. i was beginning to get that feeling. my stomach began to turn, and palms began to sweat.
"okay.. okay, we don't have to talk about it right now, but i want you to know not once did i stop loving any of you. i had to leave for reasons you wouldn't understand."
i remained silent, still avoiding eye contact with her. i'm so sick of being told the same thing. ' for reasons you wouldn't understand ' — who was she to assume what i'd be able to comprehend or not. everyone is acting like i'm some naive little kid when i'm damn near grown.
it was frustrating.
"i'm back now for good. now .. i want what's best for you and maya, june .. which is why.. i want maya to come live with me." She continues, seemingly out of nowhere. my eyes darted in her direction faster than ever, as she quickly began to speak again. "i-it's too late for you.. but she's still young, i can be there for her."
it's too late for you;
the words repeated in my mind. i wasn't clear what she meant by that, but my feelings where hurt.
"maya don't know you like that, and you don't know her."
"i'm her mother. i can get to know her."
"mother is such a strong word." i murmur, but i think she heard me.
dana opened her mouth to speak? but ended up quickly shutting it as maya came prancing back into the room. something about her presence made the tension lighten up. i glanced at the thin gold watch on my wrist, a wave of relief coming over me.
"it's 3, we should get going, i got places to be." i stood up, grabbing my coat.
"i'll meet you in the lobby." may seemed to be relieved as well, walking to the door. "bye ma." she quickly states before exiting faster than i ever could. dana only sighs, getting up also.
"i want us to be closer june. i hope sometime in the near future, you see yourself forgiving me."
i only glance at her , adjusting my hair and my coat collar.
"i already did."
she looked at me for a moment, probably lost for words, before walking off to her room. "wait right there." she demands.
within the next few seconds, she came back with a few shopping bags.
"i got you this. i was hoping, maybe since you're becoming an adult , you could start dressing more like one." dana grinned, gazing into my eyes. i stare back, not really knowing how to respond, but she began to stare a little too long. "goodness, you look more and more like your father everyday. those eyes.. richard had those exact same hazel eyes.."
"thanks for the fit." i quickly changed the subject, taking the bags from her hands.
"go on .. go put it on. i'll keep your clothes here; incase one day you want to stay the night.." she forced a smile but lord knows she was hurting.
i looked at her for a couple of seconds, trying to analyze her a bit, before realizing the time. i wasn't going to argue.
"ok." i took the bags & the shoe box, peeking inside the bag at the nice black dress. i can't even front , if she didn't know anything — dana, much like her sister, knew how to dress. just looking at her you could tell she had it like that. she was so sophisticated, and neatly put together. maybe that's what i needed.
maybe a change would be nice.
4:30 P.M
i stood within the busy crowd of the theater after mylene & the soul madonnas small church performance , conversing with yolanda for the first time in weeks.
everybody just seemed to be doing their own thing now, and barely had time for one another. long gone were those days we could just hang out together whenever we wanted.
"we have to meet up soon." she grabbed ahold of my hands frowning. "i'm having june withdrawals."
i laughed before nodding. i missed my girls so much, i just had to see them today. i cleared my calendar a week prior, just to hear them singing on that stage.
"i'll come by the salon tomorrow, maybe you could fix me up? these curls are something else."
"anything for you girl."
"thanks." i sighed, letting go of her hands. "i've been so stressed lately. like all i do when i go home is shower and sleep — hell only sometimes do i eat. iris thinks i'm doing drugs or something." yolanda giggles , causing me to laugh also. shortly after, she stops, a small smirk appearing on her face.
"mm, speaking of stress, there go your mans." she whispered. i glance over my shoulder, immediately seeing a wondering ezekiel. my smile fades as i roll my eyes.
"imma holler at you later." she states before disappearing.
i wanted her to stay so i could avoid him, but she left before i could even ask. i quickly looked back at the boy, once i realized i caught his eye as well, i quickly look away — hoping he wasn't here to see me.
"june!" i hear him call out, his footsteps being heard as he approached me. i smack my lips, realizing there was no going back.
"lord.." i say low enough to where he couldn't hear me, before turning toward him. "oh .. hey." i put on a fake smile, one i knew he could clearly see through.
in his hand he held a bouquet of pink azaleas. although they were my favorite, i doubted if they were for me. it was impossible after the way he acted toward me yesterday. ezekiel was the last person i wanted to see.
— and to think, it was never this way. at this point we bickered so much, we were like an old married couple.
"regina told me you'd be here." he began, before studying my outfit. "i like the new style." ezekiel compliments, referring to the dress and heels i wore that dana bought me.
i shrug. i peeped his game. try and talk all nice to me so i'd just forget about last night. defiantly wasn't gonna work; not that easy. we always bounced back with every argument, but this time it was different. my feelings were hurt.
"i like the old one better." i spoke in a dismissive tone, folding my arms.
"you fine as hell either way." i scoff, looking around us. all the people around the church building helped me to remember where i was and how i needed to keep my composure. i wanted to beat him senseless with the bouquet in his hands, but that wouldn't be lady like.
"i appreciate it." my tone was dry, and he could tell i was not happy to be in his presence.
"you ok?"
"what does it matter to you?" i remarked. "just go back to avoiding me zeke, cause i ain't not feeling this right now."
"this? hold up, what you mean this?" he smirked as if he couldn't take me serious. ezekiel stepped closer, while i tried to avoid looking into his eyes because they made me weak. "i'm not goin nowhere so whatever it is — talk to me."
his tone was soft, i could tell the last thing he wanted to do was argue with me , atleast right now. i sighed, unfolding my arms and straightening my face.
"where were you last night zeke?" i spoke lowly, playing with my nails. "you said you'd be there."
he exhaled deeply, looking around us at the people passing us by, then back at me. he simply shrugged. i watched intently as he scratched the back his head, something he does when he was nervous.
what he gotta be nervous for?
"i'm uh.. sorry for standing you up last night." his voice became shaky, and he struggled to make eye contact with me now.
his energy was off, i felt it deep inside that something happened. i was no longer mad, but more worried. he never hid anything from me, he's never lied or any of that.
however, this time, something was different. there was a reason why he didn't see me, and by all means i was going to get the answers i wanted.
"you missed it. she actually let me model for the line. they said i was a natural."
"you're a natural everything girl." his sincere voice interrupted my thoughts. there he goes with that sweet talk. he looked so fine too, too bad he was keeping secrets.
"what happened? you mad at me or something?" i furrow my eyebrows, "i was looking for you."
"let me make it up to you." the handed over the bouquet of flowers. i hesitated for a few seconds, before taking them.
"you sure these are for me?"
"who else would they be for besides my girl?" he grins, licking his lips. i playfully roll my eyes, examining the floral arrangement. "you free tonight?"
i look back up at him, with an eyebrow raised.
"maybe. depends on what we're doin." i shrug, knowing good and well I was free and wanted nothing more than to actually be with him, without all the fussing.
"yoy up for dinner and a movie? you ever heard of the wiz?" a small grin formed on his lips. "it has ya boy michael jackson in it."
i nod my head, biting the insides of my cheeks so i couldn't smile. i was still upset about what went down and by all means I was going to get to the bottom of what happened, but ezekiel had a way of making me forget how to feel.
"i guess i could be free for that." i finally answer after a long pause. his nervous smirk turned into a cheeky grin, as he grabbed ahold of my hand and began to pull me slightly.
we ended up at this old diner down the street, we used to eat at all the tine when we was kids. they made the best burgers in the bronx.
he wasn't slick, zeke knew what he was doing, by taking me to my favorite place and to see michael jackson in the wiz.. then the flowers? he was slowly but surely trying to get me to forgive him.
"hey, you know how leon got a sister?" ezekiel asks as he attempted to take a french fry from my plate, resulting in his hand being smacked.
"the one that lives on long island?" i chuckle , at the same time as him.
"yesh, well she just had a baby & leon & wanda went to visit for a few days." he starts , trying to cover up a grin. ".. so the apartment is empty." i slowly nodded, my smile slowly disappearing.
i tried to be all happy , and hell i was , but i couldn't get the thought of last night out my head. my intuition just kept telling me something was up and one thing I knew for a fact was my intuition never lied & i wasn't being paranoid.
"zeke," i pause, finishing my french fry so i could give my undivided attention. "you still haven't told me why you didn't come through last night. i'm not trippin, you've never just stood me up like that."
he sighed and his smile faded as he looked down at his food. i could tell i ruined the whole mood for him, but i needed my answers.
"truth is .. i was feeling bad about the whole restaurant thing, bad like i was fucking pissed." i nodded, beginning to sip my drink before he continued, ".. so i wound up working late at the office .. with this girl."
i cough a bit, nearly choking on my sprite. never was i insecure when it came to other females, but something about this gave me an odd feeling that i couldn't push away. he never mentioned any girl before, now all of the sudden they're working late?
giggling to myself softly , before jumping to any conclusions , i perked up a bit — staring into his eyes, just to see if he'd lie.
"this girl?" i ask curiously, wondering who he was referring to. "who is she?"
"she's.. just .. my coworker." his voice was low, like he was hesitant to even speak at the moment. my leg started to slowly bounce up and down, my nerves beginning to race.
he was beginning to get nervous again, scratching his head. i noticed he was only nervous around me when he had something to hide. whether it be feelings , secrets or lies.
"i ain't know y'all had females over there." i place my elbow on the table, resting my cheek on my hand. "she pretty?"
ezekiel hesitated for a mili-second , which was way too long for me.
i knew something was up.
"she's okay, but .."
"— but you got down with her." i cut him off , tilting my head to the side, waiting for an answer. "what the hell happened? damn spit it out zeke! sitting here stumbling on your words and shit."
his eyes widened. i didn't want to cause a scene nor did i want to be that girlfriend. it wasn't the fact that he was working with a girl, i just know how boys operate. he was mad at me during the time, so who knows what he could've done simply out of spite.
i knew him, and i trusted he wouldn't mess around on me. however, at this point, he was hiding things and breaking promises — so i don't know what to believe anymore.
"no! no.." he hurried, trying to push the thought out my head, but it was too late, i was convinced something occurred. "she just.. tried to kiss me. that's it."
i stare at him, not knowing how to react. i didn't know to be mad or what. my insides where turning at the thought of someone else touching him or kissing him .. it made me sick.
he ditched me , cause he was with her.
i was in the back of daniels car, snot bubbles blowing out my nose and shit, meanwhile he was being kissed by some girl.
scoffing in disbelief, i began to grab my coat off the back of the seat, preparing to leave. i needed to think, without him. the last person i wanted to see was him at the moment — once again.
"— but it was for a second, and i stopped it! i got the hell out of there , fast." he tried to explain, but i was only half listening. i put on my coat. "i just wanted to be honest with you. i'm sorry."
"honest my ass. i had to drag that out of you, and i still don't think that's it." i rolled my eyes, straightening my coat. "tell me something; did she know you and i were together?" i stop what i was doing, just to look at him and analyze his face. he thought for a moment, before answering.
"maybe? yeah .. i think so." i shook my head , another chuckle escaping my lips.
"if it ain't one thing , it's another." i quickly stood up, throwing away my tray of food away. "i never would've thought you'd do me like this." i stated, before walking out of the restaurant.
"yo! hold up! j!" he called after me, following behind as we exited the building. once i stopped , i could feel the blood boiling inside of me. "i was just being honest, it's not serious though!"
"it's not serious? oh i'm just tripping right?" bitterness filled my voice. "i'm just overthinking & being dramatic as usual right?" he stared back at me, not even know what to expect next and neither did i.
i felt like getting back at him.
"you know what? i should be honest too." i began. "the night of the photo shoot , dani drove me home, and i was real emotional.." i smirk on the inside, knowing i was just playing with zeke feelings — of course me and daniel didn't do anything.
but he ain't know that.
"and?" ezekiel stepped closer, his eyebrows raised and his fist balled, expecting me to continue. i smirk a little, only to add onto the act , then shrugged. "june, stop playing with me. forreal."
i fold my arms, testing him with my eyes. how could he even be mad if we were to do something , like some unknown girl wasn't kissing on him.
"he got me high. that's it." i finally admitted, dropping the childish act, before he could get mad any further. the whole thing was childish and immature, but i couldn't help but to be mad. it was the principle of the whole thing.
"you smoked with someone else?" he seemed upset which took me by surprise.
"zeke, my goodness, you kissed someone else!" i exclaim , making people walking by look back at us in confusion.
"she kissed me!" he hissed back.
"and you kissed back!!" i shout once again, as we had a screaming match on the sidewalk. "just leave me alone man." i shook my head scoffing, beginning to walk off, crossing the street.
"june!" he shouts, coming after me, obviously ignoring my request. "you in love with him?" i heard his voice behind me, making me turn to face him.
"what?" i quickly halted. "hell no zeke! i already told you he got a girl, and he ain't you!" i professed , a moment of silence falling over us, as he stared into my eyes — tears of frustration begging to fall from mine.
i felt so hopeless. it seemed as if me and him couldn't get it right. we were at it like cats and dogs. this was the longest rough patch in life and i didn't know what to do. i never been in a real relationship before.
every time things seemed to be going right, something would come along and make it left. i could tell he felt it too.
i wouldn't be surprised if he wanted to give up.
however, as if he read my mind, he spoke up;
"remember when we promised all we gotta do is love eachother?" he finally says, making me think back to over a year ago — to the night that changed everything.
"of course." i mumbled, wondering where we was going with it.
"i think we both .. , maybe we forgot that recently." zeke grabs ahold of my hand. "i don't want us to go out like that. cause i still love you , no matter what june monroe."
quickly wiping away the stray tear that had fallen with my free hand , i smile a little hearing the use of my government name.
i was still pissed deep down inside about the issue , but i knew i mattered much more to him than some random. i just wish we wouldn't fight so much.
"i love you too." i began. "but, if there's a next time , zeke—"
"won't be no next time. i set her straight. the only girl I want kissing me is mine.." he whispers , before slowly attaching his lips to mine.
"better be." i say pulling away.
"let's get to this movie before we're late." he intertwined his fingers with mine, pulling me close.
5:30 P.M
"come on and ease on down, ease on down the road!" michael jackson's voice sang on the large theatre screen as ezekiel and i sat closely in the theater. my head rested on his shoulder, as his hand rested on my knee.
we were atleast an hour into the movie, and i could tell zeke stopped paying attention after 45 minutes. something else lingered on his mind, but i didn't know exactly what.
a small giggle escaped my lips as i felt his hand slowly trail up my bare thigh , before i stopped them by placing my hand on top of his. we glanced at eachother, then back at the screen as j let his hand go , expecting it to remain still.
after a few moments, a funny scene came on, making almost the entire theater laugh, except zeke as he sat silently, his hand still on my thigh where i left it. his fingers tapped my skin softly, making me bite my lip & glancing down, then back at the screen again.
not even five minutes later, once again i begin to feel his hand creep up my dress, this time slower, sending chills down my spine. i knew then what he wanted, and it was something i couldn't give him in the theater.
"babe, it's the middle of the movie, and i want to see the end.." i whisper in his ear, placing my hand above his once again.
i then thought back to earlier, how he said his aunt & uncle weren't going to be home for a couple of days. then i thought about what he was doing, it made me giggle. i couldn't deny it, he did feel good, and it's been a while since we've 'gotten down'. too bad we were in public.
he looks at me once again as i let his hand go, this time his eyes lingered on mine longer, like he was trying to studying me. i tried my best to ignore it, pushing away that tingling sensation i felt from his gaze.
after a couple of seconds, i lift my head from his shoulder to get a good look at his face, and scoffed jokingly.
"can i help you?" i whisper. ezekiel laughs a little, licking his lips.
"i can't look at you?"
he made me blush. i always thought ezekiel was fine, and right now he was turning me on.
" give me a kiss." he whispers in my ear. i furrow my eyebrows, looking around at the people that surrounded us.
"right now?"
"yeah right now." his tone was in a duh sort of way. i roll my eyes, quickly giving him a peck.
"there." i shrug, going back to resting my head on his shoulder. he smacks his lips before grabbing my face, making me look him in his eyes, catching me by surprise.
"girl come here." he whispered lowly, before bringing my face to his and kissing me long and passionately. as much as i needed to pull away, i couldn't — even when he let my face go.
i bit my bottom lip as he began to kiss down my jawline, then onto my neck; almost making me squeal.
"zeke.." i mumble , closing my eyes, as he gripped my thigh tighter. "what are you doing?"
"shh." he lifts his head up for a second, then went back to kissing as his hand once again began to trail up my thigh and into my dress.
unlike the past two times, i didn't stop him, letting him go until he couldn't anymore. with each touch, my breathing would grow heavier and my heart sped.
before i could make any noise, he kisses my lips to silence me, sending me to an abyss of pleasure.
not even ten minutes later; ezekiel & i both ran into his dark apartment, giggling like drunken fools as we took off small pieces of clothing with every step we took.
"you love me right?" ezekiel questioned, grabbing on my waist as my dress hit the floor.
"'mmmhm," was all i could say as i collided my lips with his, unzipping his pants for him.
first it was the jacket, then the heels, and everything else magically disappeared after that. i fell onto the bed with him climbing onto me shortly after, both of us laughing along the way as we threw our undergarments off.
i guess we'll never know how the movie ended.
THE NEXT MORNING
i somehow ended up spending the night with ezekiel. i called home and lied about where i was, something i've never done before but i didn't mind.
it was just the two of us, all night and all morning. if i could have it like this all the time i would — waking up to him every morning, and falling asleep in his arms. the feeling was amazing.
i held my knees against my chest, sitting sat at their dinning table, wearing one of ezekiel's pajama shirts. i read through his college essay as he made the both of us some breakfast.
"and so, if you accept me into yale.. i'll never look back. it's what my mom and dad would want for their son.. and june too." i grin a bit, "they don't want me to live in a place where corruption and crime are wrapped up in getting ahead.. where every opportunity comes with strings attached. i think it might be different at yale.. right?"
i placed the essay down, processing all that i had just read. i was so happy for him, but part of me was a bit sad; we're growing up, and there's nothing to stop that.
soon he'll be in a dream school, while i'm working my butt off in the city. we discussed this time and time again, yet each time I thought about it, i felt sad.
"you good?" he chuckled, pulling me from my thoughts. i quickly nod my head, forcing a smile.
"sorry i just .. had to take in how amazing that was zeke. that was great."
"let's hope that's what the dean says."
i rest my chin on my knees, watching him place the food onto separate plates in awe.
"you know .. you might forget me around all those smart college girls." i tease jokingly.
"you ain't got nothing to worry about." he hands me a plate and kisses my forehead, planting a smile on my face.
for a split second, we're silent, nothing but the television being heard. it wasn't until a familiar voice was heard that i actually paid attention.
"our mayor has a message for all you graffiti vandals out there." my attention turns to the television to see no other than mylene cruz.
"what's mylene talking about?" i mumbled curiously. i quickly grabbed my plate to place on his nightstand, going to turn up the tv. i got on my knees, staring real close for some odd reason, intrigued with what she had to say.
"so you think graffitis cool? well you're wrong, it's rude." she perked up in her seat.
"you wanna be cool? then be a success, don't be a mess. you never win with graffiti." a smile was forced onto her face, even i could see right through it.
ezekiel laughed as the commercial went off.
"yo, dizzies gonna be pissed." he states, before turning back to his plate. i got up from in front of the tv and sat back down on his bed, grabbing my plate.
"you think?"
"i wonder who's idea it was."
"probably her tío. yolanda been tellin me they've been making her do a lot of stuff lately, it's like she ain't got no control." i took a bite of my food, and swallowed before speaking. "we really in the same boat."
"dana still tryna force a relationship with you?"
"forcing isn't even the word. then, it's like now i can't do anything anymore. between her, iris, maya, school & work — everything is draining me." i sigh heavy. "i feel like .. it ain't even my life nomore. i ain't free."
music being heard on the tv was the only thing to take away from his staring and the sound of my metal fork scraping the plate.
"yo, do i know you?" he puts down his fork, giving me his complete attention. i look up, confused. "who do you sound like right now?because the june i know, does what she wants when she wants. she lives her life the way she wants with no consequences. she's her own."
i laugh softly, thinking back to the girl i've been all my life, and how much i've changed. i was torn between the two.
"well that june must've left cause i don't know where she went. kind of been losing myself lately." i groan silently. ezekiel stood up, walking over to his bed where i sat, and stood in front of me.
"thats what i'm here for. to help you when shit gets rough, cause i love you girl." he smiles exposing his teeth, before bending over & pecking my lips over and over again
"you're talking." i grin between kisses. he stops , looking down at me.
"ain't talk when it's true." i bit my lip as he leaned closer, this time slowly kissing me repeatedly.
i let out a loud, ugly, laugh as he began to attack me with kisses all over before falling onto me as the both of us crashed into his bed;
as we finished what we had done last night.
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