Destined

30.

*Dj's Point of View*

The freeway was packed from all directions when we had made the first exit. I looked at the clouds, trying to make shapes out of them. My mind was filled with so much burden in this short amount of time, I couldn't even find it in me to smile anymore. The clouds were something I always smiled at, because my grandmother had been up there smiling at me. She would know that something was wrong with me today.

"What happened to your phone? You're barely on it anymore," my moms voice brings me back to reality.

I had 2 options. To lie, which I've already been doing and having enough of..or telling the truth to face the consequences.

"The screen is shattered," I blurt.

My mom makes a sharp turn while looking at me angrily.

"Really Dj? And you want a new phone but you can't even take care of the one you have? Where is it now?" She raises her voice.

"It's at home," I say. "In my room somewhere,"

"Somewhere?" My mom gives off a laugh. "You won't be getting a new phone till you're 18. I'm tired of going through phones with you,"

I roll my eyes and lean my head on the window. Facing the consequences were honestly getting on my nerves too.

We pull up to the hospital within seconds. I unbuckled my seatbelt quickly for when the car stopped and my mom gave me a glance.

"What's the rush?" She asked.

"Nothing, just wanna make sure Amber's okay,"

She nods, parking her car close to the entrance of the hospital. We both get out silently, walking to the escalating doors.

I sighed before walking in, I didn't know how this visit was about to go.

***

(Jayon's Point of View)

The party had still been going on. It was still early despite the street lights beginning to come on. Amira had convinced me to leave the party with her. I knew I shouldn't have, because all I had been thinking about was Dj. I thought about her voice telling me to stop, to turn back around but I didn't listen. I was so angry with her I wanted to push out all the things I thought she would be telling me to do.

But I knew if she knew what I was up too, she wouldn't hesitate to give me any more of her time. Did she really have to know though? She was probably sleeping or watching tv right now.

"You want me to drive?" Amira asked, bringing me to look at her fully.

"Yeah go ahead," I say rubbing the back of my neck. "Where are we going again?"

She opens the door. I looked around the packed complex of teenagers once more.

"Come on," she rushes me.

I slid in smoothly, closing her car door.

"I've missed you Jayon. I didn't think I would ever run into you again," she tells me.

"What are you doing here anyways? You've never been into parties,"

"Well, that's why I'm leaving early. I came here with a friend, she left me. I don't know where she is now, but I found you so," she winks.

I shake my head.

"What's wrong? I thought you'd be happy to see me," she puts her head on the wheel.

"I frankly didn't even remember you at first,"

"You still hoeing around?" She asks.

"No," I say. "I shouldn't even be in your car,"

She snakes her head towards me. "And why is that?"

"Because I found someone, a girl. Her name is Dj,"

Amira laughs, rolling her eyes while starting her engine.

"I'm suppose to believe your getting serious with another girl? Another girl named Dj at that," she pulls out of the parking lot, disappointment was clear in her face.

"Just because I didn't with you doesn't mean I don't have the ability to do it at all," I say, watching her eyes get watery. She was in complete disbelief.

"Alright Jayon. I get it. You don't have to be brutally honest all the time. You knew I loved you, you knew you took something from me that I should have kept. You met my mother my father, my brothers loved you. You left me because you wanted too I see, you never even said goodbye," her eyes are still watery but she wiped them intensely to stop any tears from coming out. Unlike Dj, Amira never cried, and she hated crying in front of people. She was still sensitive as hell though.

"I'm sorry Amira, I really am sorry that I lead you on for so long. I'm sorry for all of that, and I'm sorry for not loving you back," I tell her. She watches me for a minute, the corners of her mouth begin to rise to form a smile.

"You know, I thought you'd be my one and only," she tells me. We were now on the busy road, switching lanes frequently. "You wasted my time Jayon,"

"And I'm sorry for that. You had been the only girl to keep me fully satisfied. That's why I spent so much time with you. But looking back at our memories now, it does bother me that I didn't love you the way you loved me," I was telling the truth. She had been one of my favorites for awhile.

"You can always make up for it," she speaks.

The car comes to a stop in an empty drive in. The big screen comes on, displaying the movie title Suicide Squad.

"Hey this is that new movie, I've been-" my words are cut off when I feel Amira's soft lips against mine. She didn't hesitate to stick her tongue in and out of my mouth, and I sadly did not hesitate on stopping it. My focus was drawn all on her, and as bad as that sounded, I simply just wanted her to be my distraction for the night.

I had no intention of seeing her ever again. When I leave a person, I leave them. I just never knew anyone would care for me enough to actually want to find me again.

This girl loved me, she wanted me back in her life, but I only wanted one girl, and that girl was not the one on top of me right now.

"Wait," I speak, yanking myself from her pull. "Amira," I groan when I feel her hand travel to unzip my pants.

"What?" She irritably asks, stopping her movements.

"We can't have sex right now," I tell her, leaning back against the seat. "I told you I shouldn't even be in your car,"

"I know you miss me. I know you do. Just forget about the girl and think about me right now, please let me show you what you've been missing," she whines. I feel her hand rub up and down against the lower part of my stomach, I didn't make any movements but she knew she was making me feel good. It was her specialty to make me cum quick.

"She's not just a girl," I try to fight against her will. "Please, get off of me," I say.

It wasn't like me to beg. Usually I would have just pushed her skinny ass off of me, but I did want her. I was feeling vulnerable without Dj being around.

Her movements on me had stopped though. Her eyes began to glisten. I notice that a tear had actually started to form in one of her eyes, signaling that she was hurt.

"Tell me about her," she whispers.