Changed For Who, Missy [black authors fiction txt] 📗

look tired,” I said shrugging my shoulders. Troy stood next to me, and shoved my hip lightly.
“ Don’t push your luck,” he said, and I bit my lip trying to suppress my laughter, and nodded my head, and stepped back and the guys started to scarf down the food. I made my way towards the stairs, but then I turned around and looked at Corey and then at Art. I like Art, but he doesn’t like me like that, and I never did like Corey like that but he like me like that… Blah… Art is only two years older than me, and Corey is like four and a half years older than me… I sighed, and made my way up to my room, and closed the door behind me letting out a deep breath. I fell onto my bed, and closed my eyes. I reached into my pocket, and pulled out my phone, and dialed in a number I knew by heart. The phone rang about 6 times before someone answered.
“ Hello?” Evian said.
“ Hey man,” I said.
“ Ty, what’s up?” he asked.
“ So, ugh you know Corey right?” I asked. The line was quiet…
“ yeah, yeah. He is… the sub right?”
“ was…” I put in.
“ Was? What did he quite or something?”
“ yeah he quite… okay so you know him… well he is a friend of the family… and um yeah he practically lives here like the other six idiots…” I stopped.
“ What happened?” he asked.
“ Do you think Corey is too… Old for me?” I finished. I felt my face start to get run.
“ Awh, you have a crush?” he asked. I could hear the humor in his face.
“ boy, don’t make me come through this phone and pound your face in,” I hissed.
“ Okay! Okay!” He said quickly. I let out a deep breath.
“ I don’t think I like him… I don’t really know. He kissed me today though,” I said biting my lip.
“ Oooh, so someone has a crush on Ty,” He said sounding understanding.
“ Um sure,” I said shaking my head.
“ Age is just a number in my eyes.”
“ Mhm in your eyes…” I trailed off… We were quite on the phone, and then he cleared his throat.
“ Did you kiss him back?” he asked. I bit my lip, and closed my eyes.
“ yeah.”
“ Then you must have some type of feelings for him,” he said. I started laughing. “ What’s so funny?” He asked.
“ I always thought girls were supposed to give this kind of advice… not guys,” I shrugged.’
“ You aint got no girlfriends, so im the closest thing you got,” he said.
“ You’re the closest thing I got to a girl friend?” I questioned. I heard him say something but I couldn’t understand him.
“ Shut up Ty,” He finally said. I started to laugh. “ Are you dating him?” He asked. I raised an eyebrow.
“ nope..” I stopped. “ Oh my god… I’m a whore!” I nearly whispered. Evian started cracking up, and I clenched my teeth. “ blah,” I mumbled. I brought my hand up to my nose and pinched the bridge of my nose taking a deep breath.
“ You’re not a whore,” he said between laughter’s. I let out a sigh. “ You make me laugh Ty,” He said taking a deep breath.
“ Mhm, thanks,” I muttered.
“ I gotta go, text me” he said.
“ I don’t text,” I muttered.
“ learn how to, im out,” he said and then the line went dead. I rolled my eyes, and turned off my phone, and threw it on the bed, and got out of bed, and walked over to my closet, and pulled a big black shirt, and put some boxers on, and made my way downstairs. Halfway down the stairs, my foot stepped on top of something. I felt a sharp tingle, and I yelped, and went face first down the stairs. I brought my hands out in front of me, and went tumbling. I laid at the bottom of the stairs, and looked down at my foot, and saw blood. I sat up, and felt a sharp pain in my wrist but I ignored it, and looked at my foot, and pulled out a…
“ Glass?” I muttered.
“ What was that noise?” Clay asked. I looked up when he came walking out of the kitchen. “ Ty! What happened?” he asked kneeling down next to me.
“ A piece of glass was on the stairs… WHY WAS A PIECE OF GLASS ON THE STAIRS?” I growled hitting him upside the head.
“ how should I know?” he hissed.
“ Because this is your house dumb. Dumb,” I said shaking my head.
“ You should of known too then, because this is also your house dumb, dumb,” he said hitting the side of my head. I narrowed my eyes at him, and looked back at my foot, and slowly gripped onto the glass and pulled it out. It was about four inches long, and I tilted my head back biting my lip. “ BAH! Don’t do that!” he hissed and he jumped up and came back with a towel pressing it against my foot. “You might need stitches,” he said looking at it.
“ Its deep… not wide… I’ll be fine,” I muttered.
“ Come on, let’s get you up,” he said. I grabbed his hand, and went to go stand up and when I put weight on my foot it stung. I hissed. “ We should take you to the doctors…” he muttered. I shook my head.
“ No… Just… ARGH! I’m going to kill one of you guys one of these days,” I said shaking my head. I was standing on one foot holding the towel to my foot. Clay wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me off of the ground. “ hey,” I muttered.
“ Oh, shut up!” He grumbled. I let out a huff crossing my arms over my chest, and he had my sit down on the counter, and then just walked out. I threw my hands up in the air.
“ Oh my lord,” I muttered leaning down putting my head in my hands. I heard someone else walking in and I looked up and saw Corey.
“ Your always getting hurt,” he laughed. He stood next to me, and started to clean my cut.
“ this time it was totally not my fault,” I shrugged. He started laughing.
“ Mhm,” he mumbled.
“ Whatever,” I muttered. He finished wrapping my foot, and I went to go get down but he stepped closer to me. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “ Corey,” I muttered. He stood closer again standing in-between my legs, and had both of his hands on the sides of my thighs. “ Your like four and a half years older than me,” I muttered.
“ so?” he asked leaning in closer to me.
“ eh,” I started to lose my train of thought, and then he pressed his lips back against mine again, and I kissed him back. I felt his hands linger on my thighs, and he wrapped one of his arms around my waist bringing me closer to him, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He stopped kissing me, and wrested his forehead against mine looking me in the eyes, and he looked amused. “ What?” I muttered.
“ nothing,” he said and pressed his lips back against mine again. “ Im going to go take a shower,” he said and kissed me again, and made his way upstairs. I sat there, and then hear someone clear their throats and I looked over and saw Art staring at me. I got off of the counter, and started to walk past him but he grabbed my arm.
“ So your choosing Corey?” he said sounding mad.
“ What do you mean choosing Corey?” I hissed. “ You regretted the kiss right after we did it, Corey didn’t… You only tried to give me a chance once I started dressing differently… Corey thought I was beautiful before I changed,” I said shaking my head.
“ And you’re gonna believe that?” he said.
“ I don’t know what to ever believe,” I said turning to him. Art took a step closer to me, but I put my hand on his chest pushing him back. “ I don’t like you like that anymore,” I whispered.
“ You sure about that?” He asked. We stood their looking at one another, and I let out a deep breath nodding my head. He stepped closer to me, and I stepped back and felt my back hit the wall, and he brought his hand up to my face, and stroked my cheek with his thumb, and was awfully close to me looking down at me. I looked up at him, and he lent down and pressed his lips against my forehead.
“ Art…”
“ You like me… I know it… You’re going to know it too,” he whispered and then turned around and walked into the front room. I stood their gawking after him, and I brought my hand up to my forehead and growled.
“ Stupid… stupid… boys….” I hissed.
Chapter 12-
I laid in my bed, and my foot was sore from stepping on that piece of glass. I laid in bed, and took out my phone dialing in Evian’s number. After a few rings I heard someone pick up the line.
“ Hello?” A groggy voice answered.
“ Evian, my man!” I said happily.
“ Ty… What… What time is it?” He asked. I rolled onto my side and looked at the clock.
“ Oh it’s like…. 2am…” I muttered. He was silent on the other line.
“ Why…. I…. just…” He stopped talking.
“ I can’t sleep though!” I wined.
“ GO TO SLEEP!” he yelled and then he hung up. I growled and got out of bed kind of limping, and threw on a hoodie, and my converse, and slowly made my way down the stairs trying to be quiet… I slowly went down the stairs, and I was on the third stair from the bottom, and of course someone was up.
“ Ty, where are you going?” Corey asked. I came to a halt, and turned around smiling.
“ Just um… going for a walk,” I muttered, and slowly walked down the stairs, and he followed behind me.
“ I’ll go with you,” He smiled.
“ no… That’s ok,” I said reaching for the door handle. He wrapped his arm around my waist smirking.
“ I wasn’t asking,” he shrugged. I rolled my eyes, and we walked outside the house, and he quietly shut the door behind him. We started walking, and he had his arm wrapped around me, and I stepped away removing his arm from around me, and he gave me a irritated look.
“ What?” I hissed.
“ Well, I should be able to wrap my arm around my-.” I stopped cutting him off.
“ You? Your what? We aint boyfriend or girlfriend or anything like that,” I said shaking my head.
“ Well, you never know,” he shrugged. I rolled my eyes, and saw the park, and I broke out into a run towards the swings, ignoring the pain in my foot. I heard Corey calling out towards me, and he started running towards me. I stopped at the swings, and Corey ran up behind me wrapping his arms around me, and I felt his lips the my neck. I tried pushing him off.
“ Cut it out!” I hissed, and his hands started moving up my hips. “