"You want Kylie?" Rad replied and smiled at me.
I immediately gulped down my beer. I poured all my irritation in there and didn't realize I had emptied my bottle.
"Yeah.She's so damn hot, dude! I bet she's nice in bed. The body? You know, maybe she is an expert right away- "
I moaned, and our drink almost spilled on the table as I pulled on his collar and lifted him!
"Damn you! Don't ever say that! One more word, Johnson, I'll forget that we're friends. " I say that, and I almost strangled his neck.
Brandon and Martin immediately calmed us down, but my two cousins looked at us fresh.
"D-Dude. Come on! W-What's the matter?" he stuttered.
"That Kylie Nicole girl is mine."
I don't know if the alcohol invaded my system; that is why I said that. We haven't even talked yet, but I claim she is mine.
Clinton POV
"Our company needs you, son," said Papa as we ate.
They invited me for a dinner. He was with a mama next to him while I was before them.
"Yes, son, I hope you help your father. We're getting older, and we need the company to pass it on." mama added, rubbing Papa's arm.
I nodded.
"Okay, Dad, but as a COO. I want to study how to do it before I manage it." I told them seriously.
Mama's and Papa's smiles were etched as he took a folder, and some pictures were taken there.
My forehead furrowed, and I picked up the pictures. Kylie is in the photos, as well as me. It's been a month that we've been getting better. It is not yet clear what we are, but I will say I love her sooner or later. It sounds so gay, but I am fucking in love for the fucking first time.
"What's the meaning of this pa?" I couldn't help but raise my voice.
He shot his brows upwards.
"Just an investigation. And I like her for you."
Mama smiled broadly and held my hand.
"Son, please introduce her to us. I want to meet the woman who softened your heart. I thought you just gave us a headache. "
I gasped softly and massaged my temple.
"Yeah. Just don't meddle in my life."
"Of course," Papa answered.
I have never experienced and felt so much fun before. Is it still possible to be overly happy? I only feel it when she's with me.
"What happened, dude? I thought you hated the clingy person. You are so sticky. " Johnson.
My friends and cousins laughed. It's damn true. I swallowed what I said before.
I threw the mineral water at him, but he avoided it. I can barely deny it. I'm not joking!
"Fucking shut up!"
"Damon and you are just as possessive and clingy. Oh, Radleigh, too, and of course, let's add Sebastian. Are Montemayors like that?" Brandon wiped away sweat. We just finished playing basketball.
Rad grinned and threw away the cigarette.
"If you love, mark it. Easy as fuck." he even bit his lip and looked at the side of the bleachers. I followed his gaze and saw that he was looking at Frixxie.
During the past month, we had many struggles. For example, I don't want her to wear shorts, but she's against it because she's more comfortable in shorts, which is unfair on my side. If she only knew I was the one having a hard time holding back-just shit. I can make her pregnant right away.
The next morning, I woke up without her beside me, and I was knocked up by someone shouting in the bathroom.
I took my boxer on the floor and put it on.
"Nicole!" I entered the bathroom, but her slippers immediately fell on my face when I entered!
She threw slippers at me!
"Shit!" I touched my sore cheek.
She cried out in pain again. She is in the toilet bowl and urinating.
"It's excruciating! You're bullshit! If I only knew it was sad, I wouldn't have let you fuck me! " her eyes were full of tears.
I immediately washed my palm and attended to her. I touched her cheek.
She shouted last night that I don't usually because it hurts. I can't control how much I want her. If I only knew that she would be hurt, I would have taken it easy.
"Sorry, okay. I'll be gentle next time." I comforted her as she frowned while urinating. She could not pee because she was sore.
"There's no next time!" she said softly to me. But I didn't care and wiped her face with tears.
"There's no such thing. I swear I won't overdo it."
"Why are you that big? How many inches is that?" She pointed in front of me while crying.
Every move she makes fascinates me.
Only now have I become like this? Only now have I felt love?
I am not content with this. I want her to be my wife. I want her with me forever. I like her.
"Clinton." someone called my name, and I looked at her.
"Shantal?" My forehead creased. She smiled broadly and held my arm.
"How's life?" she said flirtily.
Darn, what is she doing? I don't want my loved one to be angry with me again.
Yet I took her hand away and opened my car.
"I am happy Shantal. Why?" I looked at my wristwatch to show her I was in a hurry.
She crossed her arms.
"I want you back."
I smirked and grinned.
"Repeat it. I didn't hear you."
"I said I want you back!" her cry seemed to have exhausted my patience.
That grabbed the students' attention. That's really what I meant, to embarrass her.
"You want me back? How's that? Because I don't want you anymore. Shantal, It's been a year." I looked at her intently, but she did not move; she hugged me.
"I am your first love! I know you still love me!" she cried in my chest. Rude if rude, but I pushed her.
"I'm not your first love. Will you stop? I don't have time for you. "I replied coldly and turned around and was about to enter when...
"I saw your girlfriend, Kylie, right?" She scoffed mockingly."I have pictures. I saw her with a guy entering a condominium. Poor you, Clinton. Your girlfriend seems even worse to me. With whom-who goes- "
I grabbed the cell phones he was holding and looked at them. And there I saw Kylie with Jedd?
The fuck?
My vision darkened, and I wanted to kill. I lost my car and slammed Shantal's cell phone on the floor of the parking lot.
She was stunned to see her cell phone ruined.
"Oh! Oh my god! How dare you-"
I immediately cut her off.
"When I find out you're lying! I swear, I'll break your neck!" I threatened and kicked on my car door before entering and leaving Shantal already pale.
I went straight to my condo and broke my belongings there. I grabbed the vase and threw it against the wall. I even snatched my laptop and hit it on the floor without care. I destroyed the picture frames and would have broken the last one to see if Kylie was in the frame.
"Fuck!" I was depreciated, returned the frame, and did not break it. Hell! I love her! Her image with that mother fucker guy made me so mad! I could see that he was staring at Jedd into the condominium!
I fainted sitting on the sofa and tugged at my hair.
I get mad when I'm angry and want someone to pile up my anger.
And the day I made a mistake. I found out she was pregnant, but out of anger, I abused her. She's mad at me.
I want to punish myself for what I did, especially when I found out the pictures weren't accurate. I hired a detective to maneuver everything, and we discovered everything was edited.
I know Kylie can't do that to me because she loves me. But I was carried away by my anger.
And she's gone, my baby's gone. She broke up with me. It's all my fault.