Chapter 12
The moment her hand connected with my face, it released something inside me that had been concealed for years.
It was a persistent feeling, scratching, shouting, and crying out, that was finally allowed to surface.
Piggy had given it permission to emerge.
I hurried out of the studio to chase after her, leaving Dio behind.
I knew I should have stayed in the room with Dio and Scooter, but I was upset -- not only because she put her fucking hands on me, but also because she did the shit while I had company in the room.
I knew she was upset because we hadn’t had any physical interactions since the night I allowed my fingers to explore her body.
It wasn’t supposed to happen that way, but it did.
It was something about her showing up at the right time when that part of me needed to exert some energy.
It took everything in me to keep it at that level because, truthfully, my appetite was at an all-time high.
I thought that moment we shared would be enough to satisfy both of our cravings, but it’s obvious she wanted more.
After that, I thought we could try to be something more, so I asked her to meet me at the skating rink, but I never showed up.
I intended to apologize, but then that shit happened with Mali, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
The thought of my nigga not being able to walk again because some bitch nigga decided to play God and hit him consumed me.
My mind couldn’t focus on any lovey-dovey shit.
All I could do was try to figure out what the fuck happened.
Now she was mad because I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of saying I was wrong. By the time I got outside, she was sitting in the car. I rushed over and swung her door open, nearly ripping her car apart. “Fuck is your problem!” I barked.
“Braylen, close my fucking door, now!” she shouted.
“Piggy, stop fucking playing with me. I’m not that nigga,” I gritted.
I had a lot going on, and having to give her all of me wasn’t an option. What little she knew about me was nothing compared to who I really was. I was fighting demons, trying to tame a darkness that was hard for me to control. The dark side of me that, unbeknownst to her, she just unleashed.
One minute became too long before I felt her yank the door from my hand and slam it. I stood there as she started the car and began backing up. She rolled the window down and shouted, “Leave me alone!” Then, she sped off.
Shit was complicated. She and I had never played this game before, and I knew after I touched her the way I did that night, it only started something more between us.
We had shifted from being friends to a situationship.
However, if she thought that her pitching a fit was going to move me, she would soon find out how I was going to move.
Piggy and I had unlocked a new level, and as our game continued, she would see that I wasn’t the nigga she thought I was.
I didn’t want to be outside too long because Dio and Scooter together weren’t safe. I hurried back inside the building, and by the time I had reached them, they were already fighting.