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Tough Love Part 77
Hey yâ??all. Thank you so much for the votes for Part 76. I remember when I had 1 vote then I checked a few hours later and I had 15! I ran around the house like it was Christmas, I was so happy! I thought Part 75; Part 2 was voted like that as well since it was shorter, lol but I guess not. Hereâ??s more ;) plus Iâ??ve been developing ideas, switching stuff around. Uggh, itâ??s frustrating being me, but Enjoy! -Aariyan +=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= Chapter 77 Sin (Shock) Itâ??s easy to say that tonight, as I took a shower and prepared for bed, I was too excited to do that. Just like anyone else, I was too excited. I would tell my friends about New York and how M.J. was my Prince Charmingâ?¦I thought it was nice, how he would wait on me like that. As I closed my eyes in the shower, I knew I had to hurry out of there. The different times Iâ??ve seen M.J. in general kept popping up in my mind and became too much to handle. â??So M.J. volunteered to wait for me with you?â? â??Yep.â? I was watching Dad hang some clothes in his closet. â??But how did he know?â? â??He called and I told him.â? â??He mustâ??ve been expecting me.â? â??I guess he was.â? Hmm, smartass. He was probably tryna figure out what was up. Smart move though. â??Ohâ?¦so how do you feel about him?â? â??The little Negro is sneaky, but other than that, he may be a good guy. Just do something for me Lyric.â? He turns around and points his hanger at me. â??Donâ??t have him in my house.â? â??What do you mean?â? â??When Iâ??m not home. Not that I would approve of any guy being here while Iâ??m not hereâ??other than Michael since heâ??s a STRONG exception.â? He sits on his bed and motions for me sit on his lap like I use to when I was little. Then he points at me. â??Now you came here to live with me so you can be safe. I know youâ??re just having fun, but donâ??t be stupid. And Iâ??m being a little lenient for you so you canâ??t say I never let you have fun. These growing years for you Lyric is some of the most important, and I want you to enjoy them, but I donâ??t want you making reckless decisions. Especially those that can change your life.â? I hug him. â??I love you Daddy. And youâ??ll always come first. Guys come and go,â? I say. â??But weâ??ll remain the same.â? We say together. Itâ??s something weâ??ve been saying for years, and chose the right time to say it again. â??And I see your boyfriend is trying to impress me. I see we have the same hairstyle.â? â??You noticed? But he looks good with it.â? â??Whatâ??s his name again?â? â??Oh God, Marvin if you want to be specific.â? â??Thought so.â? He smiles and I go on to bed. A positive is that I dreamt of M.J. Since he probably knew not to call, this had to be just as good, which it was. I got the next morning before the alarm. That really means Iâ??m excited for the day to start. Now my outfit was already picked out for the day, but I didnâ??t know what to do with my hair. I decided to put mousse and water in it, then I put it in a high ponytail and wear a stretchy headband. I start telling the girls about the trip and I recapped some of the things I told them to our friends once we got to breakfast. I feel something on my forehead, and when I look up, thereâ??s a smiling M.J. â??Hey.â? He greets me. â??Hey.â? When he sits next to me, anxiety gathers at the table and Iâ??m grateful that no one goats me to continue. â??I see theyâ??re having French toast sticks for breakfast.â? He gets up to walk over there, and I was about to follow. â??No, Iâ??m getting some for both of us.â? He gestures me to stay where I was. Then he winks before walking away. â??Bro has you sprung.â? I look over and Nick is teasing as usual. â??Shut up.â? As I watch him pay for the stuff, I already knew he would have to explain to the cafeteria staff he was getting extra; and when I saw him walk back over here, we caught each other eye and started laughing because his tray was nearly overflowing. â??Here you go.â? We shared the tray. â??Usually I eat at home.â? M.J. says as he opens the syrup, â??but I decided I would eat here today.â? He feeds me a French toast. â??No thatâ??s fine. We always have room at the table.â? When the bell rung, we were the ones left at the table because we werenâ??t ready to leave just yetâ?¦. Mondays are teacherâ??s meeting days, and I knew that included some of the coaches who taught core classes, but I decided I would peek in the gymâ??s window anyhow. I was at my locker at the end of the day when I get a tap on my locker. I lean away from it, trying to see who it was. I smile when I see itâ??s M.J. We kiss then hug. â??Coach called off practice today.â? â??Ohâ?¦.â? â??Soâ?¦.â? He sticks his hands in his pockets. â??What does that mean for us?â? â??Whoa, you donâ??t waste no time.â? I laugh as his eyes stretch out. â??No, I just know thatâ??s what youâ??re thinking.â? â??Well I really donâ??t want to hang around hereâ?¦.â? â??Yeah.â? I peek back in my locker to put some other stuff back. â??Whatâ??s up?â? â??I was thinkingâ?¦what about your crib.â? I close my locker. â??No funny business.â? He surrenders with his arms. â??I just want to hang withâ??chu. Is that a crime?â? â??No but itâ??s a crime to not have this already planned M.J. Now thatâ??s the crime. Whatâ??s wrong with your home?â? â??I just donâ??t feel like going yet. Plus I want to hang with my girlfriend, Alaric.â? He takes my wrist and kisses me. â??I just want to be with you.â? â??I donâ??t know.â? I shrug and at the same time, Iâ??m panicking. As Iâ??m walking to the nearest water fountain, I scorch my dry throat, and when I stand up, I feel someone behind me, but I automatically detect itâ??s M.J. When I try to move, he tells me to stay still, so I do, hoping what heâ??s doing is in all good moral. I feel him wrap something around my neck. When I look down, I see a ring on a necklace. I turn to face him, confused as ever. â??Whatâ??s this?â? â??A promise ring.â? I look down again. â??But I didnâ??t ask for one.â? â??I know. And I got it for you because youâ??re special.â? Then his palms seep into my sides as he plants one on me. I look down again. â??It doesnâ??t mean anything permanent. I just saw it in my motherâ??s jewelry box. She said thatâ??s what her and my dad calls it, so maybe it can mean the same for us.â? â??Which is?â? â??A promise to stay happy with each other.â? â??And when weâ??re not happy?â? â??God youâ??re sharp, but itâ??s just means something between us. Guys give girls things all the time.â? I look down at it again. â??I guess.â? And when he scrunches his face at my blasé expression, I kiss him all the same. I wrap my arm around his waist as we walk outside. â??But M.J. seriouslyâ?¦I donâ??t know. And you know what it means if I let you in my home like that.â? â??But youâ??ve done it before.â? â??It was on impulse.â? â??What about nowâ?¦why you have time to think?â? â??Thatâ??s the issue now.â? He sighs and stops walking. â??I know.â? â??But...â? I stop walking and face him. â??It wonâ??t be for too longâ?¦just me and you. Nothing sexual, I just really like you, and I wrote something for us.â? â??Really, what?â? â??Iâ??m still cleaning it up. I canâ??t tell you but you have the lead vocals.â? â??Okayâ?¦.â? He pushes the door open for me. â??And when we blow up, itâ??s going to be a beautiful duo.â? I roll my eyes. â??Hush J.â? â??Seriously.â? I grab his arm and pull him back in the building. â??I donâ??t want anyone seeing us.â? â??The best thing is to do is walk through the parking lot. Not many people should still be there.â? â??I just rather walk.â? â??You always like to walk.â? He teases me, but we go with his plan. And as I unlock the door, I take a deep breath, praying for God to forgive me and protect us for this major sin. I look at him and I can tell heâ??s a little worried as well. But he kisses the back of my neck, which make me feel a little better, but guiltier at the same time. â??Wooow. Itâ??s different when itâ??s just us here.â? â??Yeah it is.â? I was careful to sit my stuff in my room and M.J. kept all of his in the recliner where Dad sometimes sitsâ??the one right by the door. As I scoot back in the couch, M.J. holds the promise ring, which is still on the necklace chain. â??I know I made the right choice.â? He smiles and I canâ??t help smiling either. Quite naturally, we lean in together and kiss, and kiss, and kiss until he dominates and is laying on me. When he pulls away, I giggle and M.J. laughs with me. Then I volunteer the next kiss. But he pulls away. So things wonâ??t be awkward, I ask him if heâ??s hungry. â??A little.â? I go in the kitchen again. â??How about someâ?¦Chef Boyardee?â? He laughs. â??I donâ??t think youâ??re cheap, just funny as hell.â? â??Do you want it or not?â? He pokes his lips out and kisses me. â??Sure.â? But as weâ??re eating, Iâ??m a little quiet. â??Whatâ??s up?â? â??I just feel badâ?¦.â? â??But weâ??re not doing anything. Our clothes are still on.â? â??We donâ??t have to have our clothes off for this to be wrong, M.J. It just isâ?¦.â? â??Well I can leave.â? He starts to stand up. â??No, I donâ??t want that either.â? I stop him. He smiles. We donâ??t speak again until I was about to wash the dishes. â??No, let me.â? â??Really?â? He nods. â??Yeah.â? So I sit there and watch him get his arms soapy from the suds. After he finishes, I get up and grab some suds and playfully blow it on him. Now weâ??re having a bubble war and as I try running from him, M.J. catches me by the waist. As I try to squirm from his grasp, he blows suds at my face and when it falls on my right breast, I look down embarrassingly and when I look at him, heâ??s smirking. M.J. bends down and blows the bubble to pieces. â??Freak,â? I mumble. â??No, you like it too.â? He drains the rest of the water and rinses the sink out. â??Oh really? That isnâ??t true.â? â??Yeah, then describe what you feel when Iâ?¦.Feel the outline of your bra. And when I touched your right boob last night, you didnâ??t move away.â? â??I was shocked.â? â??Yeah but you liked it.â? â??Why do you say that?â? â??Because when I do this,â? he pressed us in a tight hug, â??I know you get excited.â? When I look at him, he says, â??And I do too.â? M.J. holds my head in his hands. Then we kiss. We go back to the couch, and I try my best to not get caught in a trap, but eventually, I lay my head on the arm of the couch, which had me lying across M.J. â??Iâ??ll be right back.â? I go upstairs to use the bathroom and check on my hair. I had no brush or comb in the downstairs bathroom and I didnâ??t want him knowing I was straightening up for him. I go to my room for a second. I can sense someone is at my doorstep. When I turn around, thereâ??s M.J. looking at me, then he looks in the room curiously. As Iâ??m still staring, he smiles a little. â??May I?â? he holds his hand out to me. I take it and lead him in. â??Yep, this is where it is. No surprises,â? I shrug. But despite my outside demeanor, the inside of me is really freaking out about his true intentions. What does he really have in mind for me? â??I love it.â? He smiles again and sits on the edge of my bed. I throw a magazine at him to distract his attention from me. He shakes his head like heâ??s not going to do it, but I plop down on the bed on my tummy. I open the page to an old quiz I hadnâ??t taken in a long while. â??Hmm, â??What is Your Man REALLY Thinking?â??â? â??Youâ??re really gonna make me take this?â? â??Yeah! Now this one gives you options. I say my ideal man WOULD stand on my porch while itâ??s drenching raining with a rose if it was our anniversary. Would you, Ideal Man?â? He looks down at it and snickers. â??I guess.â? So I circle â??Trueâ?. After a while, M.J. says, â??Hey, enough of this.â? â??But I want to finish it. You MIGHT actually come out as a â??Sweetheartâ?? if you comply with me.â? â??But I donâ??t care about some stinking magazine.â? He snatches it from under my elbows and throws it across the room. â??I donâ??t care about some single women making these quizzes for takers like you.â? He rolls me on my back and kisses me and my neck. Iâ??m happy when he stops to look me in the eyes since it was the moral thing to do. I get from under him and grab my book bag. When I notice I left my English textbook at school, I curse. â??I have mine if you need it.â? â??Okay, thatâ??s fine.â? M.J. comes back with his book bag, which is Gucci, of course. â??Here you go! What are you opening it up for?â? â??Gotta do some of my homework, M.J.â? â??I know, butâ?¦why? Why right now I mean?â? â??Because I didnâ??t bring mine, remember?â? I start to read under my breath, but I see him out the corner of my eye. â??What?â? I ask suspiciously. He sits in my seat in the corner and pats his lap. â??Come read to Dr. M.J.â? I grin and bite my lip. I walk over there and flop on M.J.â??s lap with the thick book. â??Okay,â? so I start and he kept doing things to distract me. â??Why are you reading this?â? â??We have a worksheet, remember?â? â??That weâ??re doing in class tomorrow, remember?â? I think about it. â??Oh surely â??nuff,â? I laugh. â??Well let me skim it now since the class is going to talk about it.â? He lets me finish as he listens to me. â??M.J.? Are you sleep?â? â??Iâ??m sorry; your voice is just soothing.â? â??Well wake up.â? I lean forward and after I gently brush my lips against his, M.J. takes my right index finger and grasps it in his mouth as he looks at me. Then as he tries to move to my chest I stop him. He looks like I shook him out his trance, and for that matter, a little pissed, but he leans forward, bite his lip and we kiss. We kiss until my lids get heavy. â??You know, I didnâ??t tell you, but my dad was coming home later.â? I mumble. â??So weâ??re a bit lucky. But donâ??t count your goose.â? I feel M.J. nibble on my neck a little more until I feel our breaths slow in unisonâ?¦. â??WHAT IN THEE HELL IS GOING ON?!?!â? My eyes pop open and I see Dad with the most unbelievable expression. His expression was like me and M.J. was actually in the process as of now. I jump up. â??Itâ??s all my fault sir, I asked her if I could. I pressured her in doing so.â? â??Shut up M.J.â? I tell him. I see Dad is about to charge at him when M.J. scoops under Dadâ??s arms, grab his book bag. He almost leaves his shoes since heâ??s trying to get away from Dad. And when he tries to grasp for them again, Dad swipes at him which makes him drop them both and run out the house. We hear the door slam. Dad slams my room door behind me. He paces the floor, and you can see and feel the steam under his feet and you can hear a trillion pins fall on the floor. â??Sit down.â? I still stand there in shock and disbelief. â??SIT your ASS down NOW, ALARIC! Donâ??t FUCKING PLAY WITH ME!â? I stumble over to the chair, which made me sit on M.J.â??s textbook. He keeps pacing the room. â??But Dadâ?¦â? I grow hoarse, â??nothing happened.â? â??How could I be this STUPID? Iâ??ll come back with your punishment.â? I hear him say under his breath, â??And youâ??re turning out to be a slut. Just like your mama.â? â??DAD!â? I had tears in my eyes. â??Lyric!â? he looks at me, â??I didnâ??t mean it.â? â??NOâ?¦.â? I start to wipe my eyes as I cry. â??LYRIC?!â? I grab my shoes and stuff them on. â??LYRIC?!â? He asks incredulously. I run down the stairs as I get a blinding glance towards Bruno, whoâ??s in his cage. â??LYRIC?â? I run pass Michael, who just pulled up though he calls for me as well and I continue, praying to God that M.J. was just waiting for the bus so I wouldnâ??t be too late. When I find him, heâ??s still waiting, but when he glances my way, he does a double and I see his eyes grow alert. â??What happen?! Did he HIT YOU?!â? After I grasp him and catch my breath a little, I say, â??No, he didnâ??t. He just scared me.â? I donâ??t want to do all this in public, so I lead M.J. to a nearby alley. I just wanted to be somewhere where it was dark. Donâ??t worry: we didnâ??t do anything. He just leaned against the brick wall as I cried as I stained and soaked his shirt. â??Donâ??t worry. I gotâ??chu.â? After my tears subsided a little, I laid there, noticing how mocking it was that all before, doing this in-front of M.J. would be social suicide, but now, heâ??s holding me as Iâ??m recovering from my shock. â??And look, I donâ??t even have my shoes on.â? I looked at his black socks and started laughing a little. â??Lyric, weâ??re going to be together, despite our little â??sinâ??. Youâ??ve got me holding back what I really wanna say. But I know itâ??ll be a month tomorrow. A month since weâ??ve been together.â? Then he kiss my forehead as I snuggle tighter against him because my life depended on it. +=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= Woo-WEE! A lot of action huh? PLEASE READ THIS!: *And if you do hate me for this, please donâ??t for eternity: but when I created the character M.J. Levi, the initial plan was to have him fully African-American to shake things up, but that night in April when I was typing it, I was listening to â??Mindless Behaviorâ? and conveniently, I got inspired to use Princeton, but if Iâ??d seen the new person beforehand, I probably wouldâ??ve chosen him. I decided to use DIGGY SIMMONS for the part for M.J. Levi, since he seemed to fit more. I was thinking that since Part 76. Hopefully nothing change again, but that doesnâ??t mean I love Princeton any less. Plus I had to do this part a little early in the story becose Michael has a national surprise for Lyric coming up ;), & made sense, but thatâ??s just life. =*Thanx so much for taking out the time to read this and I wonâ??t keep you any longerâ?¦Aariyan.
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