Just cause I write stories where the main character messes around with a man in a relationship doesn't mean I condone. All this is my imagination!!!!
𝐊𝐈𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐕 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐒, 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐎
"Oh really so, her panties just end up in the backseat of your car? Javon I don't even wear those type of panties. You know, I wear thongs. Hell sometimes I don't even wear panties. So ima ask you again, did you fuck her or not?" Kior spoke to her boyfriend Javon, she was upset and angry at her boyfriend.
"Ba—Baby I dunno." Javon stuttered nervously. She knew he was lying. He got caught cheating again, Kior was so tired of his infidelities. She was fed up, sometimes she felt as if she kept taking him back because she had no one. She moved to Colorado alone, all her family was in Georgia. So she was pretty much alone.
"You don't know? Please don't piss me off Javon. I know you cheated. Is it me?" Kior started crying, she wiped her tears away with the back of her hand.
"No baby. I'm sorry and I love you." He tried pulling her into a hug but she swatted his hands away. "Don't touch me! You're a liar!" Kior cried, her small hand pressing against his chest, she pushed him back in the process. Kior was really done with his shit, she knew she deserved better. Even if she was gonna be by herself.
"Fine, I'll leave you alone. But I still love you, always and forever baby." Javon let out a sigh, he knew that she was done with him, so he had to let her go. Kior didn't say anything she was done. She watched Javon walk away with his head down. Kior just sat on the curb, her face buried in her arms. She felt like an idiot. How could she stay with him for so long?
As she cried silently on the curb, she could hear voices from down the sidewalk.
"Travis I'll be in there for just a minute, I'll text you and let you know whenever I'm ready."
"Ight ma, just call me if you need me."
Kior looked up and saw a petite light-skin young woman go in the house. It was a college party being thrown by a popular boy named Parker at University of Colorado. Sighing, Kior stood up from the curb. Her brown eyes met the tall brown skin ahead of her. Travis Hunter. He was a popular cornerback at University of Colorado. She bumped into him a few times. Travis stepped outside for some fresh air, his eyes landed on Kior sitting alone on the curb. Something about her stillness, her vulnerability, caught his attention. He hesitated for a moment, then made his way over, his long strides eating up the distance between them.
