The Secrets We Keep

18

Kyle^^^^

Chelsea

I reached up and kissed him. He seem okay with it so I didn't stop. I let go and just looked at him.

"I think I should go," I got up.

"Nah its ok," he said grabbing my hands.

We sat back and watched tv. Honestly I felt like I made a big mistake. I just met him and I kissed him.

An hour and a half lata

"I think I should be going now," I said sitting up.

"Iight I understand, " he stood up and walked towards the door.

We looked into each other eyes and kissed again.

"Damn yo lips soft," he said.

I just started laughing.

"See you tomorrow," I said walking down the steps.

"Bye babygirl," he watched me till I got in the car and drove off.

Shawn

I was going to a party with my bros tonight. We met up there.

"Wassup," I said to everyone.

"Fuck it's a lot of fine bitches in here," Rhon said.

"You ain't lying," I said looking at the girls walk around and twerk.

I seen this one girl sitting on the barstool looking sad. I decide to walk up to her.

"Hey beautiful, " I said smiling.

She blushed, "hey."

"Why you sitting by yourself?" I asked her.

"I don't know."

"Well I'll sit with you," I said sitting in the barstool next to her.

We talked for about 30 minutes. I didn't care about whatever she was talking about. I just wanted to fuck.

"Find her talking bu-" I cut her off,"aye do you wanna go to my place?"

"Okay."

We walked into my apartment and went to my bedroom.

"You have a nice room," I said sitting on my bed.

"Thanks," I said getting my strap out my drawer.

"Wanna have a little fun," I held the strap up. Her eyes lit up.

"Please," she beamed with excitement.

"How many times you've done this?"

"Only once," she said taking her clothes off and bending over.

"You sure cause it seem like more," I said.

"Well let just see," she said touching her toes.

"We shall."

Kyle

Wassup yall I'm Kyle. Yall know me basically. I'm 17 years old, brownskin, dreads, and 5'10. I have a girlfriend named Michelle and she's beautiful. People be telling me that she's a hoe and that I should leave her alone. I don't believe that bullshit so I'm going to stick by her until my heart tells me otherwise.

I was riding around when I got a phone call. I read the Caller ID and it read Michelle.

Me: hello

Otherline: mhm....dad-uhh

Me: hello Michelle

Otherline: Dreeeeeeee- fuck

Me: wtf

I hung up the phone and called right back.

Michelle: hey baby

She sounded out of breath.

Me: wyd

Michelle: watching tv *giggles* stop

Me: what you said

Michelle: oh nun baby

Me: where you at

Michelle: home don't come over though

-Call end-

I'm finna pull up on her. She got me all the way fucked up. I pulled up at her crib in 10 minutes. I hopped out with my gun on my side and my blood boiling. I kicked her door in and ran up stairs.

I stood in the doorway and watched them. I held my gun in my hand just watching. Me and Michelle made eye contact.

"Baby please I'm so sorry," she started crying.

"Why you crying, you ain't the one hurt," I spoke calmly.

"Baby I'm sorry but put the gun down," she walked up to me.

"You got a whole nigga. Man I knew it was something off about yo hoe ass," Dre said putting on his jeans.

"Get tf away from me," I said hitting her with my pistol," see people told me about you and I just didn't believe them. Damn *chuckles* I guess they was right."

"I'm sorry baby," she cried.

I'm not gone shoot her because then I could go to jail. I just wanted her to see my pain.

"Goodbye Michelle."

"Don't go please don't go," she pleaded on her knees.

"Get the fuck on you caught G," I walked out the house and drove off.

To say I was hurt was an understatement. I don't know what to feel anymore. I got to be strong though. I can't let nobody see be down. She gone get hers. What goes around comes around.

If you have any comments please let me know. I accept all criticism.