"I was on top of the world at my Homecoming dance last night. Since then, I've been lied to, cheated on, and now I'm single. Why did I even give my brother a chance? I should've known that he was going to hurt me. Men as handsome as him don't know how to stay with one woman. They don't know how to be faithful, nor do they know how to be honest. I just wish I can reverse time back to when he told me that he loved me. If I knew then what I know now, I would've just left the room. It damn sure would've saved me a lot of wasted time. From now on, I'm done with boys. They say what they need to say just to get into your panties, and once that is over, their true colors shine."
That was how I felt until I saw HIM. Let me rewind the story a little so you can get a little more insight.
After I left Caleb's hotel room, I drove home mainly because there was nowhere else for me to go. I would go to a friend's house, but what can I tell anybody? "My brother broke my heart, and what sucks is that I still love him. It sucks that my heart still aches for him and my body still pulses whenever I think of our first time together." I dragged myself upstairs to my bed and cried my eyes out. I never felt so emotionally drained in my life. My phone would not stop playing my "We Belong Together" ringtone, but I dared not answer because I knew who was on the other line. I wanted to make him feel like I did last night: rejected. I wanted him to feel how hurt the person you love can make you, and I wanted him to suffer.
About an hour after the calls stopped, another ringtone played, and I answered it reluctantly, "Hello?'
"Hey, girl. Did I catch you at a bad time?" the voice of my cousin Bobby shook me out of my funk.
"No, I was just about to watch T.V. What's up?" I said, trying my best to mask my nasal voice
"Don't give me that bullshit, Kiera. Why were you crying?"
Shit. I'm busted.
"What? Boy, you're crazy. I wasn't crying. What makes you say that?"
"Your voice sounds like you're holding your nose and I can hear you breathing through your mouth like you've got a cold."
"Ok, you've got me. I was crying, but I don't wanna talk about it."
"You're gonna have to talk about it with somebody. You may as well do it with someone who knows you like I do. I'm coming over, and there's nothing you can say or do to stop me. I'll be there in 2 hours."
Before I could contest, he hung up the phone. My cousin Bobby is the funniest guy I know. Even though he lived two states away from me, he always knew how to put a smile on my face, and that is always a good characteristic to have in a man. I always had an attraction to him because of his personality. It's been a while since I saw him, and I'm excited to see him, but I really don't want to tell him why I was crying. The last thing I needed was for someone to find out about what's been going on between Caleb and I.
Bobby
I hopped into my car and within seconds. I was going 75mph on the highway to see my girl- I mean my cousin. I can't tell you how many times I jacked off to her pictures online. Her caramel skin, her flat stomach that makes her wide hips look that much more desirable. I have never wanted another woman so badly, and the fact that she's my cousin just makes my pants that much tighter. The way I felt about her drove me crazy, and that was why I had to stay away from her for a while. When I was next to her, I had no type of control over myself, and I could have easily ripped her clothes off without an eekling of hesitation.
I called her to see how she was doing, or to hear her voice because it's been five months since I last saw her. Hearing her voice the way it was sparked the alpha male in me- I wanted nothing more than to protect and to defend her.