Me, My Curves, and I {Interracial Romance} #Wattys2017

The Threat

"Bye! We'll see you soon!" Rhiannon shouts and waves her hand side to side.

"Bye!" Our farewells to our friends clamors outside of the bus windows before the bus strolls pass them. Danny raises the window back up along with everybody else and we sit down on our seats to eat our breakfast. While I eat, I check the time on my phone to see it's only 8:23 in the morning. Watching a movie on my laptop can make a long trip back to New York City faster by watching a Jerry Springer movie, Ringmaster staring Jaime Pressley, Wendy Raquel Robinson, and Michael Jai White.

"So, il mio amore, what movie is it that you're watching?" Danny asks me. I remove the plugs off my ears. "Huh?" I question and raise my eyebrow at him. "I said, 'What movie are you watching?'" Danny repeats the question he asks me previously at about four seconds ago.

I turn to the screen of my laptop and read the title of the movie before I face Danny. "Oh, I'm watching Ringmaster starring Jerry Springer." I answer and glance at him as he leans his body to me. "Oh, yeah! Randall told me he seen the movie and I didn't. Can I watch the movie with you?" Danny asks. I trade one of the earphone plugs to him and begin to watch the movie.

Thirty minutes into the movie, my arms begin to form Goosebumps and I rub my hands over them with a shudder until a blanket is wrapped around my forearms. I guess Danny wraps a blanket around me due to the breeze of the air conditioning in the bus because he's always sharing the exact blanket as me while we watch the scene when Starletta, Demon, Vonda, and Leshawnette— Well, the three women freestyle in the plane on their way to Los Angeles, California.

"I've always wanted to see this movie when I was twelve years old, but my Mom wouldn't let Randall take me to see that movie because I was a preteen back then! Ha-ha-ha-ha!" Danny bursts laughing. Squeezing my eyes shut, I cackle with him while I sneak a strawberry from his fruit cup, which he orders the same fruit cup as me, but instead of a chicken biscuit sandwich, he has a breakfast burrito and a sausage biscuit with eggs and bacon.

40 Hours Later

A hand softly nudges my shoulder and my eyes squint at the golden orange ray hitting my face including the colors of the morning aurora. The colors of yellow, orange, a hint of red, purple, and blue are displaying on the sky. Arching my back, I stretch my arms and limbs and rub my eyes while this overpowering strength overtakes me as I yawn.

"Buongiorno, amore mio (Good morning, my love). How'd you sleep?" Danny queries before he yawns.

"I slept really good, meu amor." I respond in Portuguese and pick up the laptop before I stand up from my seat, so I can get my duffel bag out of the storage doors.

"Goooooooood morning, ladies, gentlemen, and babies! It's time to wake up because we returned to our destination from the Langham Hotel, Pasadena, California to West Chelsea, New York. I will open the storage doors for you to take your belongings with you when you return to your homes." Zhang announces and opens the door of the bus as well as the storage doors. Danny and I are the first to grab our stuff and go to our cars. As I unlock the doors on my car, a pair of arms encircle around my waist and a peck of kisses from my jaw line to the crook of my neck that causes me to reach my peak and this action of his cause me to soil my panties.

I turn to face Danny. "Is it alright if I come over to your house on your way back to your apartment?" Danny inquiries.

"Of course!" I agree and nod my head, putting my duffel bag on the trunk that is open. "And maybe we can hit the sheets in your bedroom." Danny flirts and I can immediately feel my cheeks heating up because my finger pads are pressing against the apples of my cheeks. I avert my eyes from him to Cousin Michelle, Luke, and his two sons putting their stuff in the trunk of my car prior to getting in. I glance at him with show him my teeth as I grin and my dimples form further from my mouth. "So, Danny, I'll meet you at my apartment." I reply.

"Yes, I will. But, first, let me get the door for you." Danny reminds me and pulls the handle of the front driver's seat door as it opens and I get in, closing the door behind me. I roll the window down and exclaim with a chuckle, "Thank you, Danny!"

"You're welcome, il mio amore voluttuoso (my voluptuous love)!" Danny exclaims back to me before he rushes to his car. "My Cousin Jaelyn's about to get her sha-boink-a-boink on in her bedroom. She's gonna get her sha-boink-a-boink on!" Cousin Michelle raps and I chortle before pulling the car out of the parking lot in front of Mr. Stanley's apartment complex.

Eleven minutes pass by, I park the car on the parking lot and unlock the doors, so everybody can get out and get their stuff out of the trunk. I get out of the front seat of the car and hurry to get my bag out of the trunk. As soon as I get my duffel bag, I lock the doors of the car and I look over my shoulder to see Danny jogging to us. He carries his bag while the six of us take the elevator to our apartment 11K. I take the keys out of the front pocket of my jeans and insert it in the keyhole, turning it the same time I twist the knob and when I twist the knob on the door... the grin on my face and my excitement of returning back home in New York City inside of me drops when I notice and appearance of papers that are flown on the floor and I push the door out of the way. I hear the collection of disbelieving gasps behind me. My eyes dance around from right to left, I become aware of the words that I step forward to see that they're written with a marker in different colors. 'Fat black n*gger,' 'chubby women like you make me sick,' 'go back being a single woman,' 'Danny wants me and he knows it,' 'your family's a bunch of mulattos and wetbacks,' 'what does he see in you that he doesn't in me,' and 'Danny would never be in love with a poor class unfortunate porky piece of shit like you,' on the walls. The beat of my heart accelerates as I breathe rapidly through my nose and the palms of my hands begin to be wet with sweat. I rush to the table where I put my pictures on in my dining room to make sure my pictures are safe, but they are broken pieces of glass under the table.

"Oh, my goodness." I whisper. My eyes widen as tears from the bottom of my eyes are free to spill on my cheeks after I discover a picture of Danny and I in last year's New Year's Eve features my face cut out of the picture. I shut my eyes and take my phone that is in my hand to dial one of the important people in the New York State. "This is Officer Martinez from the New York Police Department you're speaking to. How may I help you today?" Officer Martinez questions with a calm tone.

Shaking my head side to side and sniffle through my nose, I respond, "This is Jaelyn and I want to report vandalism that takes place in my house." A hand rubs my shoulder and I turn around to face Danny, resting my head on his chest while his hand rubs my back up and down. "Okay, Jaelyn. Do you know any witnesses who have seen the perpetrator to vandalize your home?" Officer Martinez inquiries.

"No! I just came back home from Pasadena, California with my boyfriend, our friends, and families!" I sob and sniffle. "Okay, Jaelyn. Please calm down." Officer Martinez tries to soothe. "Calm down?! How can I calm down when my apartment has been vandalized?!" I bawl through the speakers.

"Where do you live, Jaelyn?" Officer Martinez asks me.

"I live in apartment 11K in the Silver Towers, which is located at 620 W 42nd St, New York, NY." I answer and wipe the tears off my eyes and face.

"Okay, we will be on our way, Jaelyn." Officer Martinez assures and I concur, "Okay." This is some bullshit that woman did to my apartment and I know who the fuck she is, too! I will avenge in my revenge with her someday.