Niya POV
Two days later
"DONT TOUCH ME!" I woke up screaming
I was soaked in sweat and tears.
"Baby....baby it's okay" I heard from the side of me
"NO!" I screamed and swung off instinct
"Damn Niya" Devonte groaned holding his nose on the other side of the bed
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry!" I gasped covering my mouth
"You good" he sighed letting go of his nose
It's been like this for the past two days. I have the same dream from the first time satan touched me. It was the worst feeling in the world. And on top of that I think it's starting to affect me and Devonte relationship.
"You okay?" He asked as a single drop of blood fell from his nose
"I-I'm sorry" I said pulling a pillow over my face to muffle my cries
I felt him move in the bed and cut the lamp on on the night stand in between him and Mekhi bed.
"Bae, bae it's okay" he said trying to rub my back but only resulted in my flinching
Niya get your shit together. This is Devonte, he would never hurt you. If anything he's your protector.
"I'm- I'm fine .. really" I tried wiping my face before he could see me
But this only made him grab me by my chin and turn my face towards him. He just silently stared at my face for a second before kissing me on my nose and then my forehead.
"Come wimmie" he said throwing the covers off himself.
I looked at the time and it was only eight in the morning.
"Where are we going?" I asked as he threw on his polo pajama pants
"To make breakfast" he said with the most innocent smile on his face as he handed me a pair of his sweatpants since I was only in a tank top and some panties.
I pulled the baggy sweat pants on and followed him into the kitchen.
"You want waffles or pancakes?" He asked me opening the fridge
"Ummmm..waffles" I said sitting at the kitchen table
"Bet bet bet" he mumbled more to himself before he started pulling out everything he needed to start cooking
I just silently sat in the corner and watched his every move. I'm only 16 and I whole heartedly believe I've already found the love of my life. It's like being with anyone else wouldn't even feel real.
"Aye you talked to yo moms lately?" He asked knocking me out my thoughts about him
"What makes you ask me that?" I asked with more attitude than I intended
"I mean...a lot done happened. I was just asking" he shrugged ending the conversation
I sighed lightly before speaking
"I talked to her like yesterday. She wants to know if I'm coming back for Christmas break" I told him
He looked away from the bacon he was flipping in a pan of grease over to me.
"That's in like..two weeks" he said and I just nodded.
"Yep and your birthday is in 16 days" I told him with a smile on my face
"Yeah I know" he said looking away from me and back at the food
It's like his whole demeanor changed when I brought up his birthday. After that the entire kitchen was silent for like 5 minutes.
