I'm Not Supposed To Love Him.*On Hold*

I'm Not Supposed To Love Him.

Let's just say, I'm not supposed to love him.

3 Years Ago

"Ma' I'm home!" I said when I walked through our house. It's been very quiet around here ever since dad died. Ma wasn't the same anymore, she tried to make me happy but honestly we both knew she was hurting deeply. I could see right through the fake cheeriness and the fake smiles. At any moment I knew she would crack, so I didn't test her. "Riley sweetie come here there's someone i'd like for you to meet" She called from downstairs. I trudged down the steps hoping it wasn't another one of her boyfriends. After dad died her therapist said it was best if she moved on and met new people. She did, it just seems as if the good ones didn't last. If you're wondering how my dad died, well he had stage IV of lung cancer. He had it for a while, the doctors told us he just didn't want to be a "burden" to us so he didn't tell us. My mom went into a depression one of the scariest moments of our lives. But she soon realized I was still a little girl and I needed her as she needed me.

"Yes mom," I answered her as I walked into the living room.

"Sweetie this is Corahn, Corahn this is Riley Charlotte Choto but you can call her a Char-" I cut her off by saying "You can call me Riley." I thought to myself, if this is one of her boyfriends he's a lot younger then the usual. And how dare she almost tell him to call me the nickname my father gave me I mean I barely know him! He finally spoke saying "I've heard a lot about you Riley." He was tall 6'2 maybe, he had greenish hazel eyes and was light in complexion. He had a superstar smile and curly light brown hair. He was the definition of gorgeous but I couldn't let him know just yet.

"Hopefully good things,"

"Riles, Corahn is here to take you on a date."

I rolled my eyes, she still thinks I'm antisocial I see. This makes sense, I knew he was way to young to be hers.

"Oh really?" I said rhetorically, not caring if I got an answer. "Yes now go get ready, we don't want Corahn here waiting." I was wearing sweats, a pair of Jordans and my hair was in a messy bun. I had just gotten back from dance. "Sure.."

I went upstairs to my room and closed the door. I guess you could say i'm pretty. I have big hazel eyes, dark brown long curly hair and a peanut butter skin tone. I got my eyes from dad, he was Brazilian. I get my skin tone from my mom who's African American. After I showered, put lotion and deodorant on I decided on wearing my looney toons half sweater and light blue acid wash jeans with black pumps. I put on my dark red lipstick, my hair was in a up-do with a black bandana around it. I put on my Gold New York ring and gold door knocker earrings. I grabbed my black and gold Chanel purse and put my champagne colored iPhone 5s in my pocket as I headed downstairs. When I reached the last step I heard "You clean up nice,".

He took me to an amusement park, on my moms request. The last time I went to one of these was with.. was with dad. No matter how hard she tries she can't forget him. Right now Corahn was telling me about his dance crew.

"I mean dance is life for me, I get to be who I want and get to do what I want." He continued, if he'd let me talk he'd know I'm a dancer too.

"I Get it." I said with an agitated tone.

"What?" he questioned gee he's so full of himself, way to go mom we've found a keeper. I mentally rolled my eyes

"I dance, if you'd let me talk and stop being so full of your self you'd know that. I've been dancing since I was kid, so I get it." I stated

"Oh.." He said with a tone barely audible. Oh is right, I could never love him.

I guess he heard me because he said

"But I could make you love me,"

I just laughed it off because he truly doesn't know how I feel.

Present Day

Who would've known I would've been dating that hijo de una puta. He's not that bad but honestly only put up with him is for my mom. I know what you're thinking "So you're the one dating him! Who cares what she thinks?!" but look my mom is on the verge of sanity and we need-she needs me. Anyways guess who's third year anniversary is coming up... yeah mine. Whoopie. I hope you sense my sarcasm,

Honestly Corahn has changed, and not for the better turns. I'm supposed to love him but he knows nothing about me. He takes me to places I don't like, buys me things I don't want he's so Ugh! I'm not ungrateful but he's not even trying anymore. I mean he's a dancer, I'm a dancer so naturally my mom thought we'd be perfect.

As

If.

He's cute but I could never love him.