𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒 | 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗏.
I pulled out my headphones and gave Ash the left one. I played some lofi beats as we walked down the sidewalk. It’s getting dark. “Ash let’s hurry up,” I said, speeding up. “Why?“. “It’s getting dark,” I said, pointing at the sky. Ash looked up and made an “O” shape with their mouth. “Okay let’s go then”.
We picked up our pace and we finally got to my house after like twenty minutes. We would’ve got there sooner but we had to go back to the field because I left my bracelet in the grass. “Ash call or text me when you get home,” I said, pulling my keys out from my bag. “Okay. See you tomorrow, Monique,” Ash said, walking in the opposite direction we came from. “BYE,” I yelled. I was unlocking the door when I saw Denzel walking up his steps. I just glared at him and rolled my eyes. Please don’t see me. Please don’t see me. “Hey, Monique”. Oh, fuck me. “Hey....” I said.
“I had fun today. Thanks for showing me around,” he said. “Ok,” I said and walked in the house. That was probably rude but do I care? No. “So you didn’t get kidnapped? Mannnn,” Amira said. “You’re a rat oh my god,” I glared. “Die,” she said. “Oy,” I said, slipping my shoes off. “Where’s mom?” I asked. “She went out with Ilyasa,” she responded. Then why did she tell me to come back early...
“Meh,” I said, walking up the stairs. I walked into my room and threw my bag in the closet. I threw myself on my bed and stared at the ceiling. I was slowly falling asleep until I heard a ding from my bag. I grabbed my bag and reached inside for my phone.
hey bebe, how was your day?
I instantly felt butterflies in my stomach and a huge smile grew on my face. I’d been hiding a secret from my friends for nearly a year now. I have not what you would call a ‘boyfriend’ but more of friends with benefits type thing. Rio was literally everything that I could want in a person. He had a sweet personality, always asked me how my day went and if I was okay. I always let him rant to me because he was going through a lot with his mom passing to his dad moving away.
And on top of all that, this man was F.I.N.E. Dark fluffy hair, brown eyes, smooth skin. Literally, everything that I wanted in a person. We’ve never met in real life because he lives a couple of hours away but I hope one day I’ll get to see him for real. I would literally cling on to him and never let go. The reason I never told my friends about him was that I was kind of worried about what they would say. I’m not the type of person who bases my whole life on other peoples’ opinions but what my friends think does truly matter to me.
I unlocked my phone and responded and talked with him for a bit. I gently threw my phone on the bed and laid back down. I’m too lazy to change my clothes but I need to brush my teeth. I groaned then dragged myself to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I dragged myself back to my room and threw myself on the bed, once again. I should probably change my clothes. But- I was overcome with fatigue. I slowly felt my body shut down and I closed my eyes.
𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍: 𝟨𝟤𝟤