《Color Me Crázy [Completed]》|Color Me Crazy| Chapter Six
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Long story short ain't nobody have me like I had them -
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Zimmoni's Pov💸
I forgot about Kaere's confrontation, I thought of it as a joke. The air grew with tension once everyone realize who it was.
"Waht? A nxgga can't come ta tha mall?" Kaere asked
It took a lot to not roll my eyes. I nibbled on the inside of my bottom lip. "Why you here?" I asked
Kaere shot me a look "A nxgga came hea ta do something"
I nodded "Do what?"
"Nun of ya' got damn business, stay in ya' lane" he informed me.
I looked down before walking back into the fitting room, getting dressed into my original clothes. Picking up the dresses I went to the register and paid for them.
"Let's go y'all" I told them walking out the store
Sooner or later they followed. I heard Kaere calling me, I ignored him putting my headphones in as if I was listening to music. I knew Kaere wouldn't let me off that easy.
We walked to footlocker and all bought the same pair of Retro 6s, after that we all went home not before Rebecka, Keyandra and I got our nails done. I examine my claw like nails that were a nude color.
Walking to my car I stopped when I saw Kaere chillin' smoking against it. I wasn't tryna go to him so I turned around to sneak away but was caught by some dark skinned boy who pushed me toward Kaere.
"Man, get da fuck off me. Don't fucking touch me!" I shouted
Kaere chuckled before beckoning me "I need yoh ta sho' me mo' respect"
Since I didn't move the dark skin boy pushed me towards Kaere. I pushed him and slapped him in the face across the cheek. "I said don't fucking touch me!"
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Kaere grabbed my wrist pulling me towards him "Give meh tha keys and get in tha car"
I yanked my wrist out of his gripped, well I tried to but his over strong ass didn't let go. "Aight, I'll get in da car"
As we drove I gave Kaere a couple of glances. He pulled up to an unfamiliar house. He looked over at me.
"Don' get out tha car" Kaere told me
I nodded looking out the window. I watched Kaere walk up to the gate, I just noticed that there was a group of guys standing there. They talked a little before one of the guys handed him some money and dapped him up. Kaere walked back to the car climbing back into the car, started the ignition and drove off again.
"Learn how ta keep yo' mouth closed" Kaere told me
I stared out the window ignoring what he said. For doing that he flicked me on the jaw.
He glanced at me "I know yoh heard meh, das anotha thing, don' fuckin' ignore meh when I'm talkin' ta yoh"
I scrunched my face up "Why you flicking me like I'm a little ass kid?"
He chuckled " 'Cuz to me, yoh lil"
I flicked him off give him my middle finger to look at.
Kaere smirked "Be careful what yoh ask fo' "
I scuffed "Boy I wouldn't fuck you even if you were the last person alive. You're not on that type of thought"
Kaere bit his lip smirking a little "So yoh mean to tell me if I just so happen to-" his right hand was placed on my mid thigh "-just do this" he trailed his hand slowly up my thigh towards my ()kotacat "Yoh don't feel the least bit turned on?"
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His hand was abnormally warm, it felt like his hand made contact with my skin and as if my jeans weren't even there. I'm not going to lie it made me get a little weird feeling at the pit of my stomach. I got this urge to jump on him and do some nasty things, I didn't really struggle to hold back 'cuz the urge wasn't that strong.
I moved his hand off my lap "No but, it does make me uncomfortable"
Kaere looked at me licking his bottom lip as he gently pulled it in his mouth, he gave me this look that lowkey turned me on. I shifted a little in my seat, Kaere chuckled turning his gaze back on the road.
"Yoh still sure 'bout waht cho said earlier?" Kaere challenged
I picked my phone up looked at the screen "Yes, I'm positive"
I almost blew my cover, I honestly would tell him to pull the car over and fuck him right here in this car but, I'm not going to do that. One because Kaere is too controlling like so fo'sho he would try to take lead with his muscle body ass.
Minutes later we pulled up to my house. I walked towards my front door as Kaere spoke up.
"Be careful of who yoh hang out wit' from naw on" Kaere spoke carefully
I yelled him an 'okay ' before walkkng into my house closing the door and making my way to my room. I stripped of my clothes took a shower, put my phone on the charg and took my black ass to sleep. Or so I thought until my phone rang waking me up. The caller ID was an unknown one.
"Hello? Who is this?" I asked
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