The K is for Karma

6.

-Kota

I heard a loud banging on the door downstairs, I was sleeping but I'm such a light sleeper it woke me up almost instantly. I grabbed my phone off the nightstand to check and see what time it was, It was was well past two in the morning I knew Tommy said that no one knew where he lived so I knew it couldn't be someone he knew. The loud banging and the sound of the doorbell knocked me out of my thoughts, I got out of bed opening my bedroom door quietly I didn't want to be the one to wake Tommy up, I mean I was surprised he wasn't awake from all the banging and the doorbell continuing to ring. I quickly made my way down the steps and looked through the peephole in the door, seeing it was a woman standing at the door I opened the door without a second thought, she could have been hurt for all I knew. Her face was so badly bruised and she looked as if she was beaten. She stood there looking at me as if she hated me, "b***h" she screamed out, but before she could touch me I felt Tommy's strong grip on my stomach pulling me out of the way. 

I couldn't understand why the woman at the door was calling me a b***h and saying that I was ugly. I had never met her a day in my life, If it was Tommy's girlfriend I was certainly no threat to her. I knew Tommy didn't like me like that or even find me attractive, I mean who would. I sat on the steps instead of going back to my room, I knew I should have listened to Tommy when he told me to go back to bed and we would talk about it in the morning, but I was no longer sleepy and I also wanted to hear what was going on. The girl continued to cry and beg Tommy to stay here, I knew that if he said yes I was going to get dressed and get the f**k out of this house I didn't know where I would go but I knew I wouldn't be staying in the same house as her she tried to attack me. Tommy didn't even flinch at the tears in that moment he was so cold and heartless, I felt bad for her I honestly did. No one deserves to be beaten and scared, I was her I don't know who hit her but that part didn't matter I was in her exact same shoes less than 72 hours ago yet Tommy choose to help me and take me in with no hesitation. 

"Carrying your child right now" the woman yelled was all I heard as Tommy slammed the door closed and locked it.  Turning around he saw me sitting on the stairs, "Fats I thought I said to go back to bed and we could talk in the morning, I don't want you dealing with all this bullshit you are still healing you really need all the rest you can get." Tommy said to me as he walked away from the door, his tone was so caring and soft. It was crazy how he could go from so cold and heartless in one moment and then caring and soft in the next. I could still hear the woman crying at the door we were only a few steps away from the door. "Umm, Tommy I'm sorry, I was just wondering what was going on, I can leave if you want. I don't want to be the cause of any problems." I said looking down at my hands as I played with my fingers. Tommy took two more steps and he was at my feet I could see him standing right in front of me at this point. His strong hands lifted my head up by my chin softly. I was now looking him directly in his eyes. "Listen to me Dakota first, stop apologizing you have nothing to be sorry about. I would have stayed my ass downstairs too. Second, you aren't going anywhere, you have nowhere to go. You aren't causing any problems. Look can we please get away from this door I'm tired of hearing her f*****g cry let's go talk, please?" Tommy said still looking me in the eyes. I didn't understand why he was so nice to me. Maybe it was because of my dad. "Yeah we can," I said he moved his hand from under my chin and reached for my hand to help me up off the step. "Let's go upstairs, If we stay down here and I keep hearing her cry imma open the door and put her ass back in the car. He said putting his hand on my lower back gently pushing me in the direction of upstairs. 

As we approached the top of the stairs he removed his hand and I followed him into his room, I had never seen it before today, his walls were painted black and he had a huge t.v mounted to the wall in front of a huge California king bed. The room was so huge the black walls made it feel nice and cozy. His taste was immaculate, in front of his huge bed, he had a plush gray couch that looked like it was completely made out of pillows. I followed him further into the room he plopped down on the couch patting the spot next to him, I didn't even notice until that moment that he was only in his boxers, yet I still felt completely comfortable. I walked over to the couch sitting right next to him, slightly wrapping my arms around my body It was a little chilly in his room. He picked up on it right away reached back grabbing a fluffy fur blanket off the end of his bed. Placing the banket on my lap I pulled it up high almost to my neck relaxing into the couch. 

We sat in silence for a while just looking at each other. I didn't know what to say so I was just going to wait for him to start talking. I was still so timid although in this moment I felt completely safe I was still so unsure of my actual feelings, before living with Tommy I had never been alone with a boy. At school, I would sit alone get my work done leaving as soon as school was over. Thinking about school made me almost instantly have a panic attack. With everything going on I completely forgot about school I hadn't been to school in over a week. Seeing the panic on my face Tommy looked so concerned. " Hey, are you okay what happed I could tell you were thinking about something is everything okay? I can explain what happened downstairs I was just trying to think of how to put it." Tommy said looking me in my eyes. I couldn't get used to him always making eye contact with me. But the more he did it the more I didn't want to be rude and continue to look away from him. "It's not what happened downstairs Tommy, umm with everything going on I completely forgot about school, this is my last year and I have to graduate, It's really important to me, my daddy always stressed how I had to be the first one to actually graduate from school," I said looking away from him breaking our eye contact once again. " Oh, damn Kota that's all, hahaha I thought it was something serious," he said laughing a little. 

I didn't see what was funny though, I stiffened up slightly. Getting a little upset at how he didn't think it was serious. "Calm down Fats, I already got you a teacher to finish up the school year, I did it the day I left you at the hospital when I got you a phone and that outfit. I was just going to wait till you got settled in. Although your pops always kept us separate and s**t he talked about you nonstop Dakota, you were his world, he always told me how smart you are I know that school is very important to you Ma," he said in a more serious tone. I felt my face getting hot I was embarrassed that I actually just got mad because I didn't think he was taking it seriously. This man has done more for me in the few days I've known him than my own mother did for me in the last three years. " I... I ... I can't believe you did that for me, Tommy, why are you so nice to me why have you done all this for me, I can't understand why?" I said as tears fell from my eyes one after thee other. "Hey, don't cry Ma, please?" he said as he reached out and wiped the falling tears from my face. I was thankful for Tommy he saved me from my mother, he was the closes thing I had to remind me about my father. It's like the last three years of my life were slowly fading away all the pain physical and mental that I went through was so much there were so many days when I thought dying would be better than living this way, but I just kept my head down in hopes that life would somehow be better one day, I know it had only been a few days but I just couldn't help but to cry. I wiped the last tear that fell from my eye. "Thank- you, so much for everything that you've done for me. I'm sorry I didn't mean to cry I really didn't I don't even usually cry." I said now looking him directly in his eyes. 

We stayed up for most of the morning talking and getting to know each other, I finally told him everything that had happened to me in the last three years, he told me all about Kenny and how they knew each other for a year and that she had been cheating on him with the weird guy that was trying to talk to me at the mall. I ended up falling asleep on Tommy's lap on the couch, we slept until about four in the afternoon, which was the longest that I had slept in, in a very long time.

"Good Morning Fats," I heard Tommy's voice say. "Good Morning Tommy," I said yawning and stretching. "This couch is so comfortable, I don't even remember going to sleep. I'm sorry for falling asleep in here," I said sitting up. "Will you PLEASE, and I do mean PLEASEEE. Stop apologizing Ma. It's all good we stayed up so late talking and s**t. But uh ya breath is rocking so maybe..." he said and before he could finish his sentence I punched him in the arm playfully. "AHHH oh my god Tommy, my breath doesn't smell," I said we both busted into laughter. This was the first time I felt like he completely let his guard down. "I am going to shower and get dressed though," I said as I rubbed my stomach. "Yo ass hungry again aren't you?" Tommy said as he pulled the cover off his lap. My eyes instantly went to the huge bulge in his boxers not much was left to my imagination. I quickly looked away trying not to make it obvious that I was staring. "Umm yes I am really hungry, uh I can cook us something to eat after I shower and get dressed if you want," I said as I crawled off the couch now standing in front of him. My n*****s were so hard that they were poking through the thin material of the cropped tank. I quickly crossed my arms over my chest. "Nah Ma you ain't gotta cook today how about we order some food or go out to eat, it's ya choice, gone head and shower and let me know what you wanna do, Imma go shower and s**t also," he said walking past me going into the bathroom that was connected to his room.