Gang Related k.a.

Chapter 1

Kayla

"I love you." Kev places kisses all over my face. When he goes for my neck I giggle and tense up. "Why do you always do that?" He chuckles at me.

"Because it tickles." He doesn't reply, instead he just stares with the eyes I fell in love with, and smiles with the lips that signed my first kiss.

"Stop looking at me like that." I start to blush and look away.

"I can't help it, you're beautiful." He slides his hand down my waist then looks up at me.

"No Kev, not today." I fail to keep a straight face.

"What? I wasn't even doing anything." I shake my head at him and sit up a bit. "Did I make you nervous or something?" He licks his lips.

"Not at all, you don't make me nervous." I make my way downstairs and he follows me.

"Oh ok, look who's feisty this morning." I scoff and go to the fridge to get a drink. As soon as I turn around with my cup, Kevin grips my hips and pull us chest to chest. He passionately kisses me, gripping my shirt making me mindlessly drop the cup in the ground. It shatters, the glass sliding across the floor.

"Oh shit."

"Damn, I really got that effect on you, huh?" He winks and I playfully roll my eyes. I reach for the broom but he stops me by my wrist. "We'll clean that later," He tugs me back. "it's me and you time now." Kevin whispers in my ear then kisses my jawline until he reaches my lips. "Hop up." He mumbles and I do what he says. He carries me all the way upstairs without breaking the kiss. He turns off the lights then gently lays me on the bed.

"Wait, why'd you turn the lights off?" I ask because he rarely does.

"I just wanted to be in the dark tonight. Just kiss me, babe." I brush it off and kiss him again. I start to grip and tug on his shirt causing him to tense and pull back a little.

"Kev, are you ok?" I hold his cheek.

"I'm fine."

"Is there something wrong?"

"No, everything is good. All I want is you right now." He pecks my lips. We continue to kiss even though there's a huge worry in the back of my head. I touch his waist and he tenses up again. When I try to pull his shirt off, I feel a weird textured area up his back.

"Kevin...." I say quietly but don't know what to say after. I lightly push him off so I can get to the light switch, my footsteps slow and anticipating. The lights are finally on and Kev sits on the bed looking down at his fumbling hands. "Kevin, take off your shirt." I faintly ask but he doesn't respond. "Kevin, take off your shirt." I ask louder and more demanding. He takes it off and looks at me for a second then back down.

"Kayla?" He asks once he doesn't hear me speak. I stare in shock at his back. He has one long scar from his left shoulder the bottom of his rib cage. His back is all bruised up in scattered places.

"Kevin what happened?"

"I.....I-"

"Let me guess, you can't tell me?" I roll my eyes.

"No, Kayla, it's not like that." He stands up to face me.

"Then what? What is it, Kev? Because I really wanna know."

"I can't tell you." He says in a low voice.

"What? Couldn't hear you."

"I said," He raises his voice. "I can't tell you." He goes back to low.

"That's what I thought." I grab my Pink bag from my closet.

"Kayla, what are you doing?" He places his hand on my elbow but I snatch it away and continue angrily shoving clothes in my bag.

"I'm not sleeping here tonight, so I'm packing a bag."

"Come on babe, don't do this again."

"See," I stop and turn to face him. "maybe I wouldn't be doing this again if you stopped keeping that secret from me."

"I really can't tell you-"

"Why Kev, why?" I zip my bag and put it on my shoulder. He opens his mouth but nothing comes out. "Ok, fine." I brush past him with tears streaming down my cheeks.

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"It just hurts so much that he can't trust me enough to tell me whatever he's hiding." I cry into my best friend's shoulder.

"I know, I know. But all I'm saying is you better leave that boy, he does not love you." I cry even more. "Ok not in a mean way, but he doesn't. Why the fuck is he wasting your time like this? You need to move on."

"But I don't want to." I say through tears.

"I know, but change is hard. Let him go, he obviously doesn't care about your feelings enough to tell you a secret you can clearly keep." She strokes my hair.

"B-but, I love him."

"You better not run to him like you always do when he shows up."

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Irene

"She just ran to him like she always does when he shows up." I say aloud to myself. "I swear this girl is bout desperate as a sick puppy." I mumble to myself on the way to the kitchen. I pour myself some orange juice. But she's my best friend, I have to put up with her. The fact that she has trust issues but stays with this dude, ai-yie-yai.

"Uh hi!" I announce. "I'm here too, just back here." I wave a little, breaking up their hug fest.

"Oh hey Irene, thank you so much for keeping h-" He goes in for a hug but I stick my hand out and make a disgusted face. "Don't touch me." He puts his hands down feeling embarrassed. And there goes Kayla tight around his waist. What's even with this dude, I don't know why she likes, well excuse me, "looovvesss" him so much? She could probably find a guy just like him with a better attitude. I swear I don't like this dude.

"Just get out my house," I roll my eyes at him. "please." I add, only for Kayla though. They exit, Kayla with the biggest smile on her face. Oh Kayla, bless her.