Chapter Four
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Kobe p.o.v
Me, my dad, and my brother Kane was playing paintball with some people. I'm 12 and so is my brother.
"Let's go with my plan," I said.
"No mine," Kane said.
"Were going with Kobe's," My dad said.
I grinned at Kane and he sucked his teeth.
"We always go with his plan," He said.
"Because Kane, Kobe plans are smarter and better planned," My dad said.
"So you calling me and my plans dumb?" Kane asked raising his voice.
Kane has adhd, dyslexia, and anger issues.
"Kane nobody is calling you or your plan dumb," My dad said.
"You hate me don't you!" Kane yelled. He pushed my dad. "Because I have issues don't mean s**t!"
"Watch yo mouth boy," My dad said.
"What you go do? You just now coming in both of our lives after 4 years!" Kane yelled.
I watched them go back and forth until Kane walked off. Later that night Kane told his mama, she packed clothes for them and left. They got in a car crash though and that was the last time I seen my brother from another mother.
Kamilla p.o.v
Imma beat Araine ass got me going to the store. I grabbed my phone and started walking, it's been two weeks since my mama died and I haven't seen my daddy since or my brother. I was turning the corner when I seen my ex Kane and his friends. Damnit.
"Best friend!" Devontae yelled.
He ran to me and hugged me.
"Why you out here?" He asked.
"Yo girlfriend got me going to the store," I said.
"That's not my girlfriend that's my...friends with benefits," He said.
I rolled my eyes.
"Y'all know y'all love each other," I said.
"No we don't," He said.
"Yea tell her that," I said.
"Kamilla!" Kane yelled.
I rolled my eyes and started back walking. Devontae started walking with me.
"Why you ignoring him?" Devontae asked.
"You know what he did, everyone fuckin' does," I said.
"Maybe he didn't mean it," Devontae said.
I stopped walking and looked him in his eyes.
"He slept with Hannah!" I yelled.
"Kamilla," Kane said.
I nodded at Devontae he went back to their friends and I turned to Kane.
"What?" I asked.
"Why you been ignoring me?" He asked.
"You slept with Hannah," I said.
My mama found Kane and she bought him in when he was 12 and I was 11, when he was 15 is when he started dealing and my mama didn't want him doing that, we started dating 6 months ago and he cheated a month ago.
"I know Kamilla I'm sorry," He said.
I rolled my eyes tired of his sorry ass excuse. That's all he's been saying this past month is that "I'm sorry." f**k sorry. Sorry won't fix anything. He grabbed my wrist and took me inside some house he took us to the bathroom, he put me on the counter and locked the door. He smashed his lips against mine I tried to push him off me but he had a tight grip on me.
"Kane stop," I said.
"You know you enjoying this," He said.
"No I'm not," I said.
He started looking at me with disgust.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked.
"Because yo whale looking ass ain't trying to give it up, but you was 3 months ago," He said.
You know that saying sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me? Well that's a damn lie because words do hurt you and they can hurt you to the core. I just pushed him and walked downstairs I started walking back home until this thing popped back up.
"Kamilla, baby I'm so-"
I punched the s**t out of him.
"Why would you say some s**t like that? Did I ever say some hurtful s**t to you? I could've talked about your dead beat ass mama, but guess what I didn't!" I yelled.
I don't know what, but something took over me. I started beating this nigga ass like there was no tomorrow everybody was watching and his friends were to scared to even help. My brother best friend Sade came and got me off of him and put me in his car and took me home.
"Kamilla why you fighting niggas? You supposed to be home," He said.
I didn't say anything back.
"Kamilla I know you here me," He said.
"He called me a whale," I said.
He chuckled. "A whale ma? You know you not a whale Kamilla. Who gives a f**k if you got a little meat on ya bones," He said.
"Me," I said.
His face expression softened, next thing I knew his lips are on mine.
"Kamilla I'm sorry I know you 17 and I'm 19 a-"
"Don't worry about it," I said.
I smiled at him and kissed his cheek.
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