Who am I? by Anonymous Anonymous (ebook e reader .txt) 📕

how much you claim you need space to think, we're not breaking up. No matter how much you push me away, I'm going to keep pulling you back."

"I'm not going to sit back and be your main while you have a side chick. So go ahead and run to your little brat."

"I didn't meant it  and you know it, I just wanted to tick you off."

"Whatever."

Out of no where he begans to tickle me.

"Say you forgive me and that we can start over. A new slate and judgement."

"Say you're going to be my girl, the one who has my back."

"Say you'll give me another chance, a real one!"

He picks me up bridal style and places me on his bed. He hovers over me and places oh  so light kisses on my forehead, nose and lips.

"Say that you're mine and you'll only dance with me at parties. Only hold my hand and only kiss me."

"Say you're mine baby, say it loud and clear."

Then he atttacks my lips with  raw passion that would make any sane wome surrender. He removes my cardigan and  flip us over, never breaking our kiss. I am now straddeling him.

"I'm yours"

 

 I woke up to string arms around me, making it seem impossible to escape. I wouldn't have minded laying there until Dante had woken up, but my bladder was not on the same page as me, however. So I instead of calling his name or shaking him in hopes of getting him to awaken, like a normal person would, I pinched him making sure to dig a little bit of my nails into his skin. He awoken with a little bit of a groan. He immediately let me out of his secure hold.

 

"What the fuck was that for," he said while rubbing his biceps.

 

My only response was hopping off the bed, running up the stairs and into the bathroom down the hall. After relieving. Myself and washing by hads, I go back downstairs and ask him for a toothbrush.

 

"Come back to bed and sleep," he replied groggily.

 

"It's almost noon," I state, remembering the time on the kitchen oven on my way back to his room.

 

"We're on break, we have all next week to wake up early and slave away at that  pathetic jail they masquerade as a school."

 

With a loud sigh I say, "fine, but you owe me food when we wake up, lots of food, too!"

 

With a smile be drifts off back to sleep, not agreeing nor disagreeing to my statement.

 

One Step at a Time

The next time we awoken, it was 2:04. I was sure to make him bring me to Ihops so I could grub. And when I say grub, I mean, I attacked those pancakes and waffles like it were my first real meal in years. I am dressed in one of Dante's sweatpants and t-shirts. I just love baggy sweats, it makes you feel so comfortable. My hair is thrown up into a high ponytail it's starting to curl up due to water droplets bouncing on to my hair this morning as I was shiwering. Nothing I could do to prevent it since there was no shower cap in sight. I don't really mind though. Now we're just chilling on his couch, in the living room way watching Law and Order, S.V.U., which happens to be one of my favorite tv shows. As one episode ends and another is about to begin, Dante's phone starts vibrating on the glass table. After one minute of non stop ringing I look at him asking him, with my eyes if he is not going to answer.

 

"I"ll call them later," is his only response.

 

The phone goes off again, and he ignores it, once again. Having heard enough of that irritable buzzing noise, I decide to pick it up myself. I don't even get to says word before the female on the other line frantically speaks two simple words that shatter my heart. Two words that  could bring joy to some and misery to others. Two words that made me question my relationship for what  Seemed like the hundredth time. Just two simple words that had a lot of meaning. Two words.

 

"I'm pregnant"

 

I didn't know what to do, do I leave, do I stay, do I cry it do I pretend I didn't hear? My decision was made for me when he quickly got up and ran to the bathroom, grabbing his phone from my limp hands along the way.

Things are not always as they seem

I got up and left. What else was I suppose to do? Wait until he came a d tried to explain things to me? Do I even have the right to feel this way? Like I' ve been betrayed? He did used to be with her after all, even if there relationship wasn't a typical one. I know for a fact that they 've slept together, leaving the possibility of an unplanned pregnancy. But, wait, Oh my god, what if he cheated?

 

"Ugh, get a hold of yourself, Kierra."

 

He could have been feeling lonely and frustrated one day and decided to have one last fling, Thinking it will be never get back to me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Publication Date: 05-07-2012

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