“So you mean to tell me that nigga took away my moment?” He looked so angry. Now he was sitting up on his knees. I didn’t know what to do. He look as though, if he had a gun, he would kill Darren right now.
I didn’t know what to do. I just grabbed his face, giving him the most passionate kiss. I pulled him back on top of me. Don’t ask me where that came from, but I had to do something. I wondered where Tranquel got his anger from. His parents seemed so perfect.
His penis found its way to my juice box, entering me a little at a time. The pressure is painful, but at the same time it feels good. I didn’t feel any of this with Darren. My legs locked, making it hard for him to move.
“I’ll stop if you want me too.”
“No, now that you’re in, it doesn’t feel that bad just go slow,” I whined.
“I’m not in, though,” he gave me a confused look. I opened my legs and looked under the cover.
“Oh my God,” I said covering my mouth. Tranquel’s penis is only halfway in.
“I’m fine.” I locked my legs around his waist, pulling him closer to me.
Tranquel entered me with one long stroke, and this time I knew he had to be all the way in, because I could feel him in my stomach. With every stroke we kissed. We both felt something slimy come out of my vagina. He brushed his fingers against his penis, bringing it to his face.
“Technically, I am your first.” He said, wiping his fingers on a towel.
I look over realizing it was blood, I covered my face. This is so nasty. He must have read my mind.
“That’s a good thing. It means I’m now you’re first and last. I popped your cherry.” He informed me.
I smiled as we continue to have sex, I heard loud, love-making music coming from the hall-way.
“Damn, I love you, Diamond.” Tranquel said as he pumped inside of me.
Now I can say we made love. Honestly, something didn’t sit right with me at all. But I decided to speak on it at a later time. We both became sweaty and tired, it seemed like it was never going to stop.
An hour went by, finally we were both spread out on his bed, knocked out. As soon as I woke up from my little nap, I rolled over to find Tranquel on his phone.
“What’s wrong,” he asked me sounding concern.
“Who was here last night? No scratch that, who set everything up for you? And who turned on the music while we were, you know what.” I wanted to wait to ask, but my mind wouldn’t let it go.
“My mother, why is that a problem? I told her what I wanted and she did a perfect job. Don’t you think so? Now the music, I’m not sure, but most likely my mother.” He said it like it was normal for a mother to do something like that for her son.
“So she knew we were having sex?”
“Yes, my mother knows how much I love you, and I will do anything to be with you.”
He smiled, kissed my forehead, and got up from the bed. To me that shit sounds crazy as hell.
“Come on lets shower then go eat.”
I got up and there was a pain in my legs. Tranquel picked me up, carrying me into the bathroom. We took a shower, got dressed, and headed downstairs. His mother was passed out on the couch with an empty bottle of wine on the floor.
“Is she okay?” I asked.
“Yeah, when Dad doesn’t come home, she drinks. I’m about to move the car into the drive way I’ll be right back.” I nodded my head, taking a seat on the love seat.
I finally had some time alone, now I can register everything in my head. I sat in deep thought, zoned out, when Tranquel’s mother mumbled something.
“I’m sorry, Ms. Reaves, I couldn’t hear you. Are you okay?” She slowly tried to sit up, but from the looks of it she had a hang-over. I knew that look all too well.
“Call me Renee, sweetie. These men here aren’t shit. How can you treat someone you love like this? Where is my marriage going?” She slurred her words on the verge of tears.
She tried to get up, but tripped and fell to the floor landing on her knees. I cracked a little smile, trying to hold my laugh in. I grabbed her arm, helping her up. I noticed her eye was bruised. My laugh went away, now I was concerned and worried for her.
“Please don’t end up like me, Diamond. You’re a beautiful young lady.”
She applied pressure on my arm, rushing into the bathroom near the kitchen. I sat down in total shock and disbelief. Renee’s words replayed over and over again in my head. Is she just talking because she’s upset and drunk, or is this true? I knew I couldn’t ask Tranquel, he would never tell the truth about her statements. Plus, I don’t want to be responsible for Renee’s matching black eyes.
When Tranquel came back in the house, we ate breakfast, watched a movie, and took another nap. This time when I woke up he is nowhere to be found. I went downstairs to find Renee cleaning up.
“How are you feeling?” I asked. She laughed and turned the music down.
“I’m great, sweetie, why do you ask?” I raised my eyebrow, but I didn’t respond.
“Oh please don’t mind me. Last night I had way too many drinks. Please excuse my behavior and anything I said.” I walked closer to her with open arms, giving her a hug. I wanted to get a closer look at her face.
Just as I thought she has make-up on to cover up her eye. I stayed downstairs in the living room doing homework. Once Renee finished cleaning, even though there wasn’t anything to clean. She took a seat next to me and turned the TV on lifetime. We watch movies together until Tranquel came back home.
The next week went by perfectly. It’s like we were a big, happy family. Tranquel’s father came home from a business trip, and Renee was so happy. Sometimes I got the impression that she was afraid of Mr. Reaves. And sometimes even Tranquel. They have been together their whole lives, so maybe that’s just how their relationship is set up. I hope Tranquel was not expecting the same thing for me. Whatever she allows I damn sure will not. I don’t know how she does it.
During the week at school I swear all eyes were on me. I just knew some how they knew Tranquel popped my cherry. I knew he was fucking someone before me, but now it feels good to know I have all of him. My classmates, and even a couple of my teachers, said I seem a little different, like I’m happier. And my response is “I sure am”.
I knew things were too good to be true.
Four weeks had gone by since that incident happened at home. The whole time my mother, nor my other family members, tried to reach out to me. I talked to my cousin all the time, and not once did she mention my mother being concerned about me. It’s fine with me, it just shows the person she really is.
I got to school a little late today, because I was helping Tranquel get ready for his exit day. As soon as I got in my class, my teacher sent me to the office. If looks could kill I would be dead by now. I wanted so bad to ask her what was going on, it’s my first time being late, but decided not to.
Everyone filled the halls, like class isn’t in session. Then I remembered, these were the last days of school for the seniors, basically they do whatever they want. All the seniors look really nice in their exit day outfits. I tried to locate Tranquel, but I couldn’t spot him anywhere. As I got closer to the office, I heard a lot of commotion going on. I opened the office door to find my counselor, Tranquel, his mother, my mother, and the Jersey City police. They all stood in a circle. Once I walked into the room it got quiet. My mother rush to my side.
“Oh, baby, there you are. I’m so sorry about what happened. I promise things will be better. I’m here to take you home.” She wrapped her arms around my neck, I attempted to pull away, but her hold was too tight.
“I’m confused. What’s going on?” I said trying to push her back. She wouldn’t budge.
Tranquel took a couple of steps in our direction. My mother finally let my neck go, crossing her arms across her chest.
“Diamond, tell the police what happened to you. Tell them your mother allowed a man to rape you. And how you came to my parents for help.” Tran
quel only talks with his hands when he’s frustrated and annoyed. So I knew this was serious.
“Sir, can you calm down and lower your tone.” The police officer asked.
“Naw, I’m not doing shit. Y’all coming at my mother and myself like we kidnapped this girl. Talking about I’m going into someone’s custody. Custody where? I’m good. My mother is right here. And no one is locking her up.”
“Yes, Officer, everything he said is correct. My mother allowed her boyfriend to rape Me.” before I could finish my mother jumped in.
“Officer, we got into a heated fight. My daughter got upset and left. That’s what teens do, rebel. But I would never put my own child in harm’s way.” She said pointing in my direction.
“You are such a liar.” I spat.
“Why didn’t anyone come to the police or take this minor to the hospital.” Tranquel, his mother, and I gave each other blank stare.
“I didn’t want to get anyone in trouble. I just left. I was scared of what may happen to my mother, or if the guy might come back to the house and kill me. Please, I don’t want Tranquel and his mother to get in trouble because of me.”
The black officer pulled me to the side.
“Look, if this is true or not, you should have come forth with this information. Right now it just looks like you’re upset with your mother. What she didn’t get you the Jordan’s that just came out? Was she making you stay away from your boyfriend?” I didn’t even bother to respond to his stupidity.
“Overall you’re a minor, she is your legal guardian. You have to go back home, or these nice people will get into trouble for taking you in. If you want, I can go to their home to get all of your belongings.” My mind began to race, my heart was beating out of my chest, and my eyes filled with tears.
Yeah, my emotions were taking over. No longer able to fight the tears, I ran out of the office, heading to the front doors. I’d rather be on the streets as a runaway, than to go back home with her. My life just started to feel complete. These strangers took me in as their own. My relationship grew stronger. I feel love 24/7, and not to mention not once have I felt disrespected. Tranquel stop me at the door
“Diamond, wait.” He said. I turned around waiting to hear what he had to say.
“You know you have to go home, right? Look things with us will be the same. In a couple months, you’ll be eighteen and back home with me. Where you belong. I promise.” His kiss my forehead. He made my mind feel like everything would be okay, but my heart was unsure.
“Tranquel, come on, we’re about to go to lunch.” Some chick, who obviously was fucking Tranquel, came over to us. He didn’t respond, he just nodded his head and pointed to the crowd.
She wore a nice gold dress. It was short in the front and long in the back, stopping at her ankles. Whoever her hair-stylist is, she’s dope. Her hair was pinned to the side with huge curls falling over her shoulder. I grab Tranquel’s chin, the dumb bitch was still waiting for him to come. I gave him a kiss and said okay. He took my hand, leading me back in the direction of the office. Another girl began walking with the first girl.
“I don’t see what he sees in her young ass.” The girl who walked up first, said.
“It’s probably because she allows him to do anything he wants in front of her face.” they both laugh together.
“Excuse me? What the fuck did you say?” I said walking towards them.
“All I’m saying is, he’s making you out to be one of his projects. Do you honestly think Tranquel really loves you?” Her words hit me straight to my core.
I cocked my fist back ready to knock someone’s head off. My fist came back with full force, but I didn’t hit the girl. Tranquel stepped between us and I hit his cheekbone.
“MIND YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS, SHASA.” He yelled at her, while holding the side of his face. He pushed her off with his free hand.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry. You shouldn’t have protected her.” I told him.
“Don’t worry about it. You should leave cheering alone and look into boxing. I just don’t want the only women I love, other than my mother, fighting.” He moved his jaw bone back and forth. I really was trying to knock that bitch’s head off. Then I thought about what he said.
“So she’s who you’ve been fucking, right?” I questioned.
Tranquel never responded, he just gave a blank stare. The office door opened and he was saved by the bell.
“Diamond, let’s go. Oh and you’re lucky it’s the end of the school year. This last week of school is your last week here.” My mother spoke as she walked towards the exit.
I looked over my shoulder, Renee nodded her head with a smile, trying to show me everything will be okay. Tranquel walked off, catching up with his classmates. When we got home the cops came. They looked around the house, making sure everything was safe. They let me know that they’d be back later to bring all my belongings from Renee’s house. As soon as they left, I went into my room, laid down across my bed, and cried myself to sleep.
“Wake ya ass up. Let me tell you something, whatever happens in my house, stays in my house.” My mother woke me up, yelling about some bullshit, and throwing two trash bags on my floor. She slammed the door behind her.
I waited a couple of minutes before checking the bag to make sure all of my belongings were there. Hopefully not, that will give me an excuse to go to Tranquel’s house. I swear I want to know what he’s doing right now.
I got on the floor, and dumped everything out of the bag. The fresh scent of Gain filled my room. Renee is the best. She washed all of my clothes. Going through my clothes, I found a red gift bag, with a note attach.
“To my love. If It isn’t forever, if it isn’t life.” I couldn’t help but to blush. A huge smile spread across my face.
I opened the gift box and pulled out a box. It was covered with pink wrapping paper with hearts on it. “Call me now,” was written on the paper.
I quickly unwrap the box, revealing a brand new IPhone 5. I damn near screamed. I always wanted a phone. I took the phone out of the box and turned it on. Tranquel had already set everything up for me. I know he said to call him now, but I wanted him to enjoy his night. I didn’t want my jealous ways to get in the way of him enjoying his night.
Laying back in the bed, I logged into my Facebook account. The fuckery that pops up on my timeline pissed my soul off. Tranquel and that little bitch, who was running her mouth at school, were all hugged up, laughing and shit. I took a deep breath, hoping it will relax my nerves. I have a trip for that ass. I inboxed, my friend, Dasia who’s a senior as well. Since I am taking a few senior classes, I am cool with a few upper classmen. I wanted to congratulate her on graduation. I knew all the seniors were out partying. Which meant she had to be around Tranquel. I wanted to see some pictures. My message to her said:
Just want to say congratulations, trick. We’ll turn up another time. Send me pics please. Enjoy. Ending the sentence with the wink face and kissy face.
Man fuck this shit. I’ll be damn if he tries to play me. Talking to myself wasn’t making the situation better. I really needed to chill. I’m was beginning to act like the girls I talk about all the time. I decided to try to busy myself. I was really trying to take my mind off of going to the senior’s event and acting crazy.
I heard my Facebook notification go off as I was putting on a pair of sweat pants. Thank God is all I could say. I jumped on my bed, and opened the message Dasia sent me. She sent me 15 pictures. Yes! I thought as I prepare to go through the pictures. She isn’t serious. All the pictures were of herself. She’s pretty and all, but she has no real reason to be conceited. She knows damn well what I wanted.
“Girl, get yourself together. Let him enjoy his night.” I told myself.
Laying back on my bed, I decided to send Tranquel a text message, saying how much I love him, and how lucky I am to have him. Right before I could push the send button Dasia sent me another picture.
Okay, girl, I get the picture, yo
u’re having fun, I thought. When I saw the picture I felt sick to my stomach. The pictures wasn’t fully loaded, but I knew that was Tanquel’s head next to a female’s head. They were sitting too close for my comfort. I kept tapping on the picture in the hopes that it would load faster.
My mouth drop, Tranquel and that same fucking girl were tongue kissing with his hands up her dress. My eyes began to water. Oh so he wants to play like that. I shut the phone off, placing it back in the box and in the bag it came out of.
Walking out of my room, I checked to see where everyone was. I heard laughing coming from downstairs, I made my way to the happiness. I got to the living room, my mother, brother, sister, and my two aunts were playing board games and watching Home Alone 2.
“Hey, baby, are you feeling better? Your aunties and I decided to start a family night. You down?” my mother asked. I swear this lady needs a check. She’s bipolar as hell. I nodded my head, plopping down on the carpet next to the center table.
“Pick a game. We’ll play whatever you want to play.” My favorite aunt, Keisha, stated. I pointed to the Trouble box. I grabbed it from the floor and set everything up.
“I’m red,” I shouted out loud. Everyone knows my favorite color is red.
I couldn’t believe the whole game we actually got along. We played and talked like a family. Now this is family, this is home. It almost reminds me of when my dad was alive. Forty-five minutes in and the game was over. My little sister won, technically we let her win. My mother came out of the kitchen holding a tray with five plates, loaded with Doritos nachos, they’re my favorite.
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