I got up from the floor and went straight to my bedroom. After David left I realized I actually was kinda tired, so I went straight upstairs to get ready for bed. I took off all my clothes one by one when I entered my room. After I took off my shirt I quickly reached for my bra, unhooking it from the back, letting my breasts hang free from the cupped prison I hate so much.
As I was unbuckling my pants, I could've sworn I heard a low grunt but I thought it was just my brain playing tricks on me, so I ignored it. When I went to pull down my undies I then heard a slight moan then whipped my head around to the wall I kept all my posters hung while looking at them, suspiciously.
I could've sworn the sound came from there, in that direction, but I just kept telling myself it was nothing, so I kept getting undressded. I kicked my undies in a pile with the rest of my dirty clothes that were on the floor and made my way to the bathroom.
Then I heard a quick swat followed by a real low whisper, "Stop looking, idiot." Again. Weird.
Before I closed the bathroom door behind me, I could've sworn I heard someone lowly say, 'Dawn!' But I just pretended like I didn't even hear it cuz I knew it was probably just my brain playing tricks on me again..or was it? Instead of taking a milk warm shower like I always do I decided to take a cold shower to cool myself off.
After taking a nice, cold shower, brushing my teeth, and shampooing my golden brown, mid-back length hair I step out of the bathroom dripping wet from head to toe and make my way to my night stand/dresser by my king sized bed to pick out some night clothes for the night. I ended up picking out a hot pink short-shorts and a big, oversized white T-shirt that stopped at mid thigh. I picked up my dirty clothes from the floor and put them in the dirty clothes hamper in the laundry room in the basement. When I came back I decided to listen to some music before I went to bed. I got my phone off the night stand and decided to listen to 'Lady in my life' by Michael Jackson. This was one of my favorite songs by him but I didn't listen to it often because even though it was one of my favorite songs, it just did something to me.
Listening to the way he sang the song and the lyrics made me feel like I was the one he was singing to. It really touched something deep with in me, much deeper than my heart, my soul even. It just made me wanna cry sometimes while listening to it because of the way he sounds..so vulnerable and in pain. And then when the end of the song comes on and he starts begging the girl to stay and don't leave and all that..am I the only one that ACUALLLY starts talking back to him saying things like, "Okay, okay, Michael! I'll stay! Dawn! I'm not going anywhere, I'm right here!" And stuff like that like he can actually hear me speaking to him? Cuz I know I do. I start to notice that I was dozing off a little then checked the time on my phone to see that it was 11:30 PM, so I took my ear buds out and put my phone back on the dresser, turned off my bedside lamp, then grabbed my big, brown, life-sized teddy bear, Mr. Brown, then quickly drifted off to sleep.
~~~THE NEXT MORNING~~~
Y/N'S POV
I woke up the next morning to the sound of my phone ringing. I reached over to my bedside dresser and I checked the caller ID to see that it was my best friend, David, who was calling me. I checked the time on my phone to see that it was..6:30 AM?! 'THE FUCK DOES HE WANT CALLING ME AT 6:30 IN THE MORNING?!' I thought angrily to myself. I tapped the green answer button on my phone screen then held it to my ear, annoyed.
"THE FUCK DO YOU WANT CALLING ME AT 6:30 AM?! LIKE, BITCH?!" I exclaimed loudly into the phone.
"Dawn! What crawled up your ass and died? Shiiit🙄!" he replied smartly, sounding sassy.
"THE SAME THING THAT CRAWLED UP YOUR MOM'S ASS!" I replied back. I tried to hold back my laughter even though I was pissed at him.
"Now wait a minute, now! You ain't had to bring my mama into this, now! See, I was just tryna wake my best friend up for da last day of school and shit then this is how you repay me?! Well then, shiiit😒!" He said in a ghetto tone.
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