It's Complexed (It's Complicated Part 2)

New Start

Carlito P.O.V

It's been damn near two months since I talked to Alexuss, I was seriously done with her . She would text me bullshit from time to time but other than wasn't really shit between us. On the other hand, me and Moriah have been getting pretty close. She's different , that shit sound too cliche but it's true . Her mind is almost like mine but she still has a childish mentality. It's been damn near two years since I started talking to her, yeah I was still with Alexuss but we were on breaks. 

It sounds bad but it's not like that . A break is like a breather, but I take that time to go fishing. Moriah seemed to be the perfect one to catch my eye. Man, she fine as fuck and she's funny, and from what I seen, she look thick as fuck too. Her looks aren't what keep me around though, Moriah's mind is extremely different and I like that shit for real. So that no one is confused about what's going here, I've been talking to Moriah for a while now , Me and Alexuss were still together sort of when I started texting Moriah. 

I wasn't looking for a relationship, more of a distraction from Alexuss when it came to Moriah but more days go by and I start to like Moriah more and more. I was in my apartment texting Moriah now, we were going back and forth about whether or not she was going to come over. I really wanted her to come through because though we've talked for some time and video chatted here and there, I till hadn't seen her in person.

I called her, waiting for her to answer. She answered on the first ring and I couldn't help but chuckle. " Damn girl, you couldn't even let the phone ring?" I laughed. " No, it's just I-I, I'm not going to act like I didn't have the phone in my hand." She giggled nervously. Damn her laugh was so cute. " So when you gone come see Daddy?" I replied huskily. " Boy you better stop, you are not my father." She laughed.

" Shit I can be, wassup?" I sighed ,sitting back on my couch. " I don't even call my own father Daddy, boy bye." She giggled again. " You always laughin', what's so funny?" I chuckled. " I can laugh if I want to, ain't nobody gone pop me." She replied with fake sass. " Shit wassuh?" I replied , laughing. " What you gone do?" She smacked her lips. " Slap you." I said smacking my lips right back. " Come slap me then." I she replied laughing again. 

" Drop the addy." I said chuckling. " Nah, how I know you ain't some psycho killer?" She replied playfully. " Would I be talking to you if I was?" I replied confused. " That's what killers do!!" She said, laughing out loud. " Nah for real though, drop the addy so I can come see you." I replied , licking my lips. " I uh, now isn't a good time." She replied nervously. " Why not now?"

" The house isn't in the best condition and I'm not looking cute." She replied flatly. Little does she know I could give less of a shit about that, I just wanted to see her. She's been putting me off for months now and I was really feeling her. I wanted to see if she was cute as she was on Facebook in real life, up close and personal. Plus , I wondered if she was just as cool , up close and personal as she was behind a screen.

This girl seriously had me changing my ways in the last few months. I called her everyday and even texted her back faster than I have ever texted anyone. I usually don't do that shit but for Moriah, maybe. That makes me sound a bit thirsty but Moriah was different, she had different needs and different things pleased her. She adored the little things, the fact that you even thought about her makes her feel happy. She wasn't one to ask for extreme shit, I mean the girl asked a million questions a day but her curiosity made her cute, it was apart of her.

This girl made me feel different like she could understand me when the time came, when it was right. That's all I ever wanted was for someone to understand me. I'm frustratingly confusing and that makes people not fuck with me the way I want them too sometimes. That's why my relationships didn't last long, communication was so fucked up due to the fact that I wasn't understood, mentally, verbally and physically.

I was a confused mess but that's something I deal with on my own. The only person that could understand my mind is me, which is why I talk to myself about my problems. I understood and that's all I needed, for someone to understand me and for now the only person that is, is ME. The day I find the one female to understand me , will be the day that I'm finally at peace I could finally rest easy but until then, I'll always be that one nigga that doesn't open up to anyone because that's how you get hurt.

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Moriah's P.O.V

Carlito has really been bugging me to come over or for him to come over here but that's not something I'm comfortable with just yet. I want to see him but then again , I don't. I'm too scared to let that boy that close to me, any boy at that . All people seem to do is hurt me which is why I have this wall up and a even bigger wall around that . I refuse to get hurt again. Carlito seems so different but apart of me doesn't want to take that chance with him. I'm a confusing ass mess because I want him but then again I don't .

What if this is all some big game , what if he just wants to just fuck me? We make jokes about sex all the time , and sometimes they're so erotic, I have to make sure I'm not playing myself. I talk this big game to him like I've really done shit and I haven't. What the fuck is going to happen when I go to see him and how the fuck will I deal with whatever happens, where will I go? So many questions ran through my mind. I wasn't ready to drop my draws for anyone and I should have probably kept my mouth shut. What if it hurts, what if he's huge? Oh my god , I was really in over my head.

I should have never said anything, I should have been myself. I mean I was being myself but then again I wasn't. It's a rare case when  guy like him comes around and actually likes me , if he actually likes me at that. I'm way in over my head here, what am I to do . " You still there?" He replied, knocking me out of my deep thinking . " Yeah , why wouldn't I be?" I replied with a smirk. " Well you got all quiet on the phone and that's usually something you don't do." He chuckled. I was a joke but it stung a bit because it was the truth. " Sorry......" I whispered, his words really hitting a sensitive spot. 

" It's nothing bad shawty." He sighed. " It is, I do talk a little too much." I replied , biting the inside of my cheek. " Nall, I ain't mean to make you feel bad , my bad ." He sighed. My feelings were truly hurt but I refused to let him know that. " Whatever , you're not going to pop me for talking ." I replied playfully. That only made him laugh , good. " Who says I won't come through and pop you ." The tone in his voice made me feel weird , tingly I guess. " Because I said you won't ." I replied , biting my lip. 

There was a small silence before he replied ." Ain't it passed your bed time ?" He chuckled. " And who's daddy are you exactly?" I rolled my eyes. " I thought we already established this?" He sighed. " Get the fuck ." I replied , laughing out loud. " Whateva girl, I'm yo Daddy." He started laughing too. " You not my Daddy because I have never once called you that." He swears. " One day you will ." He grumbled playfully. " Whatever , ain't it passed your bedtime ?" I sassed. 

" Yes ma'am it is. I'll talk to you later Shawty. We got school tomorrow " He replied. " Okay, bye." And with that we hung up. I just laid back in my bed with a smile on my face ,this boy had me crushing, and I was crushing HARD.