An unlikely pair, Sybil & Syre find themselves being pulled toward the other by an undeniable force. They both have decided that they hate each other but over time that "hate" turns into something else all together.
As it turns out, these two wound...
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Pulling into the driveway of my parents house, Syre put the car in park and cut the engine. Looking over at me with those soothing brown eyes of his.
"You love chewing on toothpicks." I told him, noticing the one sitting between his lips.
He smirked before flipping me the bird playfully. "Come on." He mumbled, getting out the car quickly and coming to my side. Pulling the passenger door open and taking my hand.
"Thank you baby."
"You welcome mama, go head and let 'em know we here. Ima get the bags."
He kissed my forehead before walking toward his trunk and I made my way to the front door. I looked around the front and hummed to myself, noticing slight changes. Like the porch color. It used to be red and now it was slate grey.
How boring...everyone wants to be minimalist.
Ringing the bell, I stood and waited. Fixing my jacket and adjusting my purse on my shoulder.
Soon the door opened and my mom stood there with a brig smile. "My pretty baby is here!!" She pulled me into a hug and I smiled widely, laughing at her extra-ness.
"Hi Mommy."
She stepped back and looked at me with a big smile. You look so happy sweetie. You're glowing." She exhaled. "Come inside, Hassan is here!"
"Really!" I said with excitement. I hadn't seen Sani in forever.
"Mhm. Where's Syre?"
I pointed behind me, I was getting ready to tel her he was at the car but I spotted him walking up the path with our duffel bags for the weekend.
"How you doing Mrs. Chambers?"
She smiled and opened her arms to him. I'm good sweetheart. Come here, gimmie a hug."
He laughed to himself before stepping into her arms. I watched like a little softie and blinked my tears away.
Stupid hormones.
Walking inside, Syre dropped the bags by the door and took my hand into his. I let him guide me closer to him and I leaned up on my toes to kiss his cheek.
Mommy closed the door and walked back around us toward the living room.
"Sani!! Sybil's here."
Looking toward the living room, I cheesed when I him, Zuriel's older brother, Hassan.
"Lil Sibby!" He got up from the couch and walked over to me. I met him halfway and he wrapped his arms around me, lifting me off the groundand causing me to laugh.
"You gonna squeeze me to death Hassan." He sucked his teeth before putting me down.
"I ain't seen you in ages man. Look at you....big business woman and shit." He smiled down at me before looking to Syre. "And you done get yourself a man too? Real tatted up nigga....Sybil you like 13, chill."
