Until The End of Time: The Prequel

5. Realization

Kyan

I don't know why I kissed her, but it felt right. Shit, it may just be because I haven't kissed a soul in ages. When I fuck somebody I don't care about, I don't kiss them. When you kiss somebody it could mean two things; one, you have feelings for them, or two, you just trying to add some heat to the fire you making. I prefer not to let these hoes get confused. In this situation I was stuck between actually liking her, and feeling like a jackass for hurting her feelings.

"I'm sorry. That was outta line." I mumbled after I pulled away, but I still cradled her face in my hand and looked into her eyes.

"It's um," She paused, swallowing hard. "It's okay."

We stood there staring at each other, until someone cleared their throat. Olive stood there with one hand on her hip and the wind blowing in her hair.

"You could at least take her to dinner first." She shrugged and a smile formed on my lips.

Hazel chuckled before pushing me away. She got in and waited for Olive.

"I'll pick ya' up tomorrow." I told her through the window and she furrowed her eyebrows.

"Boy, how you know I wanna be with yo' ass tomorrow?" She teased and I smiled.

"When I pull up, you either come out or you don't. It's simple baby." I pecked her lips through the window. "Keep up." I winked before walking off and back upstairs.

I thought back to the conversation I had with Thad. He was right when he said that not everybody was like my mother and everybody wasn't out to get me. Hazel didn't deserve the animosity I felt towards my mother. She was nothing like my mother and I knew that as long as she was riding with me, she wouldn't fuck me over.

"Thad!" I exclaimed when I came back in. "Stop poutin' nigga, you get to spend alone time with ya' girl tomorrow." Hazel had made it clear that Thad couldn't see Olive without her around, but I'm trying to help them out anyway.

Hazel needs to realize that Olive is basically grown and can make her own decisions. Hazel isn't her mother.

"What the hell happened between you and Hazel?" He asked, following me to the main room.

"I had an epiphany." I chuckled. "I was rude as hell, but then I thought about what you said about how everyone ain't like my moms. Hazel was being nice, so I'm takin' ha' out tomorrow and you can be at the crib with lil Olive Garden."

Thad smiled at me. "You like her now."

"It ain't that serious nigga. This ain't the story book shit where you fall in love with one kiss."

"You kissed ha'? Oh my fuck."

I shrugged. "It was an uncontrolled act. I don't have a clue why I did it, but I liked it. Not sayin' me and ha' gone be in a relationship or nothin'."

"So, yall just friends with benefits. Basically."

I kissed my teeth. "Shut up. Sprung ass."

That night I laid down and tried to sleep, but I couldn't. I had no clue where I was taking Hazel, what I wanted to wear, or anything like that.

I think the only reason I "like" her is because she tried to be my friend, unlike most people. I can't really say what I'm feeling is called liking her. I believe that I'm incapable of feeling shit for people.

The time seemed to fly by and I woke up around two in the afternoon. It took me forever to fall asleep. I rolled over to check my phone.

Unknown: dressy or casual? 😏 1:13 p.m.