My Story: Kelly

Chapter 70

(Writer's POV)

'Your moms ain't in the house is she?' Kelly asked before getting out of DeVante's car 'you know she don't like me'

'Relax, she ain't in there, she works late today' DeVante said 'it's only Dal in there'

'His mouth is big, I suggest you probably just take me home instead' Kelly started fidgeting in the car

'No, he won't know anything' DeVante made sure

They got out of the car as they head to the front door of the house. DeVante took the house keys out of his pocket and stuck them into the ignition opening up the door.

Out came Dalvin rushing from upstairs as he stopped seeing Kelly by DeVante's side 'oh so you decided that Ashley was no good and got Kelly back' Dalvin seemed very happy with the decision he thought his older brother made

'No Dalvin we're just gonna-'

'Y'all finna fuck, nah man at least-'

'DALVIN SHUT THE FUCK UP!' DeVante shouted 'we're just gonna practice our lines for the play and you have to stay upstairs, don't come downstairs at all' he lied

'But what happens if I'm hungry and shit-'

'I'll slit your throat if you say one more stupid thing' DeVante threatened him 'hurry up and get your shit'

'Jeez nigga-' Dalvin rubbed his neck soon disappearing to go to the kitchen

'Why you gotta scare him like that?' Kelly hit DeVante's arm

'What, you know I'm not gonna do that' DeVante said as Kelly didn't seem to convinced 'Okay........But not him though that's my little brother'

Kelly followed DeVante into the living room as she had no idea where she was going since it was her first time here.

'Make yourself comfortable, I'll be back, you want anything to drink?' He asked as Kelly made her way slowly to the sofa

'No' she simply said

DeVante disappeared after that to get himself a beverage as he was feeling thirsty himself. Meanwhile, Kelly remained on his sofa, scrummaging through her rucksack that was placed on her lap. She had a small razor blade in her bag that she kept in the small pocket inside her bag. She looked around to see if anyone was around het so she couldn't get caught. She rolled her sleeve a little bit so she could get a good cut on her wrist, but not too much to draw out a lot of blood. Kelly wasn't at ease still, she felt like cutting herself so she could relieve herself from all the bad oxygen in her. The cold metal grazed her brown skin, tearing her skin gently as she dragged it, opening up her skin as small stripes of blood appeared. Kelly was so focused on harming herself that she went a little too deep into her wrist as the sound of DeVante's voice frightened her.

'Stop doing that to yourself' DeVante said as he sat on the sofa next to her examining her wrist

'Doing what?' Kelly pulled her sleeve down very quickly

'I thought you stopped trying to hurt yourself, why do you keep on doing that?' DeVante asked

'I'm not hurting myself-'