I nodded my head and leaned against the counter. She looked at me then turned her attention back to the dishes.

"You look better now that you have eaten." She stated. I would have been offended if I didn't know what she was talking about. Every time things like this happened, it always took a toll on me.

"Thank you for the food, it was really good. And thank you for letting me stay."

"You're welcome." She smiled. "Now I normally wouldn't ask but I just need to know."

I nodded my head again.

"Does anyone know you're here that might come looking for you?" She asked.

"No, no one will be looking for me." I looked down at my feet.

"Are you in any kind of trouble?"

"No, I just needed to get out of my house for the night. Everything should be okay tomorrow." I smiled a weak smile at her. I didn't want to say too much to her. If she knew the truth about my life. I'm sure she wouldn't want me to be with her son.

She sighed and dried her hands. "Are you okay?" She turned to me and looked into my eyes again, like she did earlier. Concern laced her voice and it shined in her eyes.

"I feel safe now." I mentally shook my brain because I didn't even mean to say that. Even though it was true, I should have just told her yes. A simple answer would have sufficed. I must really be tired.

"Good and you are safe here. My son won't let anything happen to you here." She reached up and cupped my face. She smelled like oranges. Maybe from the dish soap? "You can stay as long as you need to. All I ask is that you respect my house, understood?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Sonia pulled me into a tight hug and this time I didn't hesitate like before. I welcomed it. She had a motherly vibe about her that made her words and hugs feel genuine. "I'm glad Nito could help you before your situation got worse." She whispered.

"Me too." I whispered. He's saved me more than once, I wanted to tell her.

Yuca cleared his throat from behind us.

We said our good nights and went up to Yuca's room. He handed me what looked to be a shirt and some basketball shorts.

"So you can be more comfortable."

"Thanks."

Yuca sat on his bed, while I kicked off my shoes. I pulled off my hoodie, then my tank top, so I could slip on his loose shirt. Then I took off my sweat pants and pulled on his shorts. When I turned to look at him, his eyes were twice their normal size.

"What?" I asked. Did he not like what he saw? I was proud of my body. I worked hard in the gym almost everyday. Not to mention I would workout around a lot of guys and our girls barely have anything on. I wasn't shy about my body at all. As long as no one touched me, I was fine.

"Nothing, I just didn't expect you to change clothes like I wasn't here." He ran his hand through his hair.

"You've never seen a girl change before?" I smirked.

"It's not that."

I walked over and stood right in front of him. I reached up and ran my hand through his hair.

"Then what is it?"

"Can I ask you something first?"

"Anything." I straddle him and sat on his lap. He wrapped his arms around me and placed his head on my chest.

"How many guys have you been with?" That was not what I was expecting him to ask me.

"Been with how?"

"Sex."

I sighed and dropped my hand from his hair. "None."

"You're a virgin?" He asked in disbelief.

I answered his question with the nod of my head.

He sweetly kissed my lips. "For now, don't change in front of me again, okay?"

"Why?"

"It's hard enough for me to keep my hands to myself and you're not making it any easier."

"Maybe I don't want you to keep your hands to yourself."

"Get a good sleep tonight." He ran both hands in my hair. I think he found my weakness already. Sleepingly, I agreed with him. My stomach was full and I was really tired.

We both got in the bed and I turned my back to him. I tried my best to put myself to sleep, but every time I closed my eyes, I saw that guy running towards me in the bathroom or I saw his body fall to the ground or my mom passed out on the couch. After a couple of minutes, I gave up. I sat up and rubbed my face with my hands.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"I can't close my eyes without seeing them."

"Come here."

Yuca laid on his side and pulled me towards him. I laid on my side, facing him. My head laid under his chin on his chest and he hugged me with both arms with my head laying on his arm. With one hand he played with my hair and the other he rubbed my back. I reached over and hugged him too. I focused on his heart beat and his breathing, letting the rhythm soothe me like a lullaby. His body was warm, he smelled like soap and my body fit perfectly against his. After a while I could feel my eyes get heavy. Then I remembered something.

"Why does she call you Nito?" I knew he wasn't asleep because he was still playing with my hair and rubbing my back.

"My dad's name was Juan and I'm named after him. When I was little my mom would call me Juanito instead of Junior. Then later it became Nito."

"Then why do you go by Yuca?"

"Only my friends call me Yuca. The family calls me Nito."

"No one calls you Juan?"

"Nope."

"Can I call you Nito?" I asked after a couple seconds of silence.

"You can call me whatever you want."

I yawned. I hugged him tighter, but there wasn't any more space between us. We were as close as we could get. My eyes finally closed and I didn't try to pry them open anymore. I prayed I got a good sleep. I prayed that I didn't have the nightmares. The last time I slept in the same bed as Yuca, I didn't have not one bad dream. I sighed, feeling content, happy and safe. Then I fell asleep listening to his heart and his breathing. My prayers were answered because I didn't have any bad dreams all that night.



~Author's Note~

Just in case you wanted to know....

Nito is pronounced Knee toe. or more like knee thoe. Something like that. I hope I didn't confuse anyone haha.


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