Forever and a Day (19 page)

“I’m not scared of you Kiyan,” Kris said looking a Kiyan.

“Well you should be. I’m that dude your mother warned you to stay away from.”

Turning to Brielle, Kris began, “so this the kind of shit your into huh? Want to be thug.”


“Yo how many times am I gone say this, ain’t shit want to be about me. Keep it up and I’m going to show yo ass just how real this shit is,” said Kiyan stepping a little closer to Kris.


“Look this shit is not happening in my house. Now Kris I asked you to leave, so take your damn hands off of me and if you put them on me again you will regret it,” sneered Brielle she was pissed to the 10th power.

“You know what I’ll leave, but this shit is definitely not over you can believe that shit” with that Kris tried to walk out the room but was stopped by Kiyan fist connecting to his mouth. This was the second night in a row that Kris wanted to threaten Kiyan and he was going to make sure this was the last damn time. 


“Oh my God, Kiyan!” yelled Brielle.


“If you ever come anywhere near her again I’ll kill you. Don’t speak, text, or call her ever again. If you see her in the street turn around and go the other damn way. You think I’m some punk ass nigga off the street, but I guarantee you fuck with her, and I’ll show your ass just how much of a real gangsta I am,” Kiyan whispered in Kris ear to
were Bri couldn’t hear.


“Kiyan stop, just let him go”


“You sure know how to pick them don’t you Brielle, this is who you chose over me!” yelled Kris straightening his self up. He could still feel the blood filling his mouth


“Kris just go and please lose my number in the process,” a defeated Brielle sighed.


Once he was out the house and pulled off Brielle went and locked the door. Walking back in the living room she can see that Kiyan was still pissed from the way he kept pacing back and forth.

“Kiy, you know you didn’t have to hit him, all of that wasn’t even… ” Brielle started.

“Wait so you’re going to stand there and take up for him like he some innocence ass bystander?” asked Kiy interrupting her.


“No I didn’t say that so don’t put words in my mouth”


“Then what are you saying Bri, you know what never mind I’m done talking about that nigga. I came here to talk about something more important”


“Like what?” she asked.


“Us”


“What about us?” Brielle had a feeling about what he wanted to continue the talk from last night, but the question still wasn’t one she ready to answer. 


Just as Kiyan was about to lay everything on the line and express to Bri what he really was feeling about them; they heard a loud crash coming from outside. They both went to the door to see what the hell that noise was coming from.


“What the hell was that,” they both yelled.


Opening the door Kiy and Bri stood shock at what they saw, someone had did a number on Bri’s car and it was a white piece of paper on the windshield. Walking to the car Kiy grabbed the paper and read it out loud, “Be careful who you surround yourself 
with bitch. They just might be the death of you! See you soon :].”


While Brielle and Kiyan stared at each other while in thought letting everything that just happen and the note sink into their mind, someone else was also watching them from afar plotting their next move.

“Kiy,” Bri started.

“I don’t want to hear it yo. Go upstairs and get your shit. You’re coming with me,” Kiyan said sternly. Brielle never heard Kiyan speak to her like that, which means he was serious. She turned around and went upstairs to pack an overnight bag. She didn’t know what to think at the moment. She had one question, who the hell would do something like this to her.

              Kiyan was thinking to himself, “
Who the fuck did Brielle piss off that they are coming at her this hard.”
Kiyan was deep in his thought when he hard someone opening the side door. He thought today was his lucky day because he had his gun on him to meet up with his old crew about them getting out the game and being in the music industry. He pulled his gun out and aimed at the side door. When Cam emerged with his gun already out, Kiy sighed.

“What the fuck is going on up here,” Cam yelled to Kiy.

“Man, what the fuck is not going on?” Kiy said putting his gun down, but not away.

“So her boy fucked up her car?” Cam asked.

“Yo we don’t know who the fuck did it,” Kiy answered.

“I’m telling you my nigga, that nigga Kris did it. He was smiling at Bri’s car and when he saw me he sped off. He got that Navy blue Acura right?”

“I don’t know what car that nigga got. Wait until she comes down and ask her.”

             
Just as the Kiyan finished talking, Brielle was walking downstairs with two suitcases and some shoes in her hand. When she got to the bottom of the stairs she was greeted with the sight of both Kiyan and Cam standing next to each other with guns in their hands.

“What the hell y’all got guns out for,” Brielle asked.

“I didn’t know Cam was coming over, so when I heard somebody coming in the door I reacted,” Kiyan spoke up first.

“And when I saw your car, I was ready to shoot first and find out information later,” Cam shrugged.

“Question. What kind of car does Kris drive?” Kiyan asked.

“He drives a black Mercedes Benz, e class,” Brielle said.

“That’s the only type of car he drives,” Cam asked.

“Yeah, that’s all I ever seen him drive,” Brielle started.

“Damn, so maybe it wasn’t him,” Cam said to Kiy.

“Then who the fuck would it be?” Kiyan pondered.

“Oh wait, he does have a blue Acura in his garage, but he said he doesn’t drive it because he’s getting some work done on it,” Brielle remembered.

“Told you son. I’m not fucking stupid. I got good ass sight and I never forget a damn face,” Cam spoke up.

“Is there something you two want to fill me in on?” A confused Brielle asked.

“Your boyfriend fucked up your car,” Cam said.

“How is that possible? He wasn’t even gone for five minutes before we came outside,” Brielle said.

“The problem is that he never left because when I got out the car he was smiling at your car until he seen me,” Cam spoke up. When Cam finished, Brielle was stunned.

“Speechless huh,” Kiyan asked.

“Not right now Kiy,” Brielle finally spoke up.

“I’m just saying man. I knew it was something about that man I couldn’t stand.” Kiyan said.

“So what you gone do?” Cam questioned Kiy.

“You already know what happens after this,” Kiy said.

“I do. But she can’t stay here,” Cam stated.

“I’ll just go to a hotel,” Brielle offered.

“No, you can stay at my house until this all blow over. No need to argue with me,” Kiyan demanded.

“Fine, if I don’t have a choice,” Brielle rolled her eyes.

“Iight man, she needs to call and report this. Then we’re heading out. I’m going to call you and the fellas after I get her settled in,” Kiy said to Cam.

“Sayless,” Cam said. “Oh yeah Bri, where Danielle shoes at? She has been bitching about them all day.”

“Right here,” Brielle smiled and gave Cam the shoes in her hand.

“Stay out of trouble lil sis, and Kiy hit me later,” Cam said walking towards the front door.

“Iight man,” Kiyan said.

“So you might as well call and report this so we can leave,” Kiyan said to Brielle. “I’ll be waiting outside.”

Chapter 25

“Promise that no matter what you will always love me and we’ll always be friends before anything.” - Brielle

Kiyan stood in his bedroom getting ready to meet up with his boys. He knew Kris wasn’t to be trusted, he just wished Brielle didn’t get so close to him. He was prepared to do whatever it took to make sure Kris would no longer be a threat to Brielle ever again. She wasn’t his girl, but at the end of the day she was his friend and he always protected what was his. Kiyan grabbed his watch and cell phone when Brielle knocked on the door.

“Wassup,” Kiyan said to Brielle.

“Hey Kiy. I just wanted to say thank you for letting me stay here. I promise I’ll be gone by tomorrow.”

“You’re good. Just like I was always welcomed at your house no matter what, your welcome at mine. It’s extra rooms, so just choose one and it’s yours. Since you’re not going back to your crib until I figure out what the hell is wrong with this nigga Kris.”

“I don’t want to be a burden.”

“Never that.”

“I’m about to leave for a few but I’ll be back later.”

“Kiy, I don’t want you to be in nothing because of me.”

“What you talking about?”

“I heard you tell Cam earlier that y’all were going to handle the Kris situation tonight.”

“You don’t know what you talking about.”

“Yeah okay Kiyan, don’t pretend like I don’t know about your past. Don’t try to play me when you know I know what you were talking about.”

“Bri chill man. I told you I’m not gone get into trouble. Trust me.”

“I trust you, but I know you as well. I know what you’re capable of.”

“You think you know everything about me?” Kiyan asked.

              Brielle looked at Kiyan and she was convinced that what Kiyan said last night was true. She did have feelings for him but her fear of relationships made her not want to react to them. She knew that Kiyan probably could be the man he said he was. He could be the man that she has always wanted. The man that she could live forever with.

“I didn’t say that I knew everything about you but I know about your wants. You want to hurt Kris for trying to hurt me.”

“Why do you think I care so much about someone hurting you?”

“I think you care because I think you love me.”

“I love all of my friends, no questions asked.”

“I know that but I think you love me differently than you love your other friends,” Bri said walking closer to Kiyan.

“Look Brielle stop it. You know how I feel about you and you don’t feel the same way so don’t lead me on,” Kiyan stepped back.

“Did I ever tell you I didn’t feel the same way?”

“You said it last night,” Kiyan reminded her.

“No last night I said I would get back to you at a later date because I didn’t know what I wanted,” Brielle corrected.

“So what are you trying to say? You know what you want?”

“I think I know what I want clearer than I did last night?”

“Stop playing games Brielle, tell me what you want or don’t say anything at all.”

“So now I’m Brielle?”

“Not right now. Don’t start your shit. I need answers.”

“I want to be with you Kiyan, but.”

“There’s no buts, either you want to or not. There is no in between.”

“What if I’m really not relationship material? What if we don’t work out, what will happen to our friendship,” Brielle looked down.

“We’ll always be friends. And this will only fail if you want it to. Look Bri, I can’t promise you a perfect relationship because I’m not perfect and neither are you. I’m not going to sit up here and tell you we won’t argue because nine times out of ten we will argue and have our differences. But if I try and you try, you’re stuck with me.” Kiyan honestly told Brielle.

“Well, I’m going to try because I think I love you.”

“You think? We’ll I’m sure I love you.” Kiyan said to Brielle.

             
After hearing Kiyan said that he loved her. Brielle looked up to him and that’s when their lips met. The moment their lips touched they both felt it. Kiyan grabbed the back of her head, went past her lips and slipped his tongue inside her mouth. He knew he wanted this ever since the day they met in the mall. Brielle’s response was immediate. Kiyan and Brielle were both getting hot and bothered. Each others taste would be forever stuck in their mind.

             
Kiyan proceeded to pull Brielle closer to him. Kiyan unbuttoned Brielle’s light blue jeans and pulled her purple and white baseball shirt over her head. He put one of his hands on the back of her head and then placed his other hand directly above her butt. Everything began to go in slow motion when he picked Brielle up and looked down at her black bra. He unsnapped her bra from the back as he walked over to his king size bed. He put Brielle in the middle of the bed and then took off his shirt exposing his brown skin six pack and muscles. He then took off his jeans and looked at Brielle.

“Brielle, you sure about us?”

“I’ve never been so sure about anything else.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, just a little nervous.” Looking deep into Kiyan’s eyes.

“Why are you nervous?”

“Haven’t did this in a while.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No, I’ll be fine.”

             
Kiyan ran his hands up and down Brielle’s body. Kiyan’s touch made Brielle feel absolutely sure about taking their friendship to the relationship level. As soon as he entered her they both wanted to explode. He tried to hold back. With each stroke, they almost let go. Brielle winced from the pleasure she received from the pain. The pain only lasted for a short period of time. Kiyan’s strokes began getting faster and faster. After a few more strokes they both reached their climax together.