*Classic by Vedo in the MM*
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Orlyndo Toni Braune
My face saddened when I woke up with her gone.
Rolling underneath my covers, I sat up to find my laptop. I laid on my stomach, opening my laptop to search some places where Karma and I could go today. Since it's Saturday, I decided to only take off just to spend time with the African beauty I seemed to be intrigued by.
Biting my bottom lip, it only took me five minutes to research things and attractions here in Santa Monica. I'm always busy with work, so I don't actually know what's around.
I got out the bed to brush my teeth, then make something to eat. Seeing Karma sneak through the front door, I stood near the couch amused. My eyes roamed her structed face as she looked to the side- her eyes became locked with mine, they widened.
"Oh my Jesus," She breathed out, "I thought you were still sleeping"
"But I'm not" I raised an eyebrow
"I know I- how about some breakfast?" She smiled, clapping her hands together
Spotting a suitcase next to her, she pulled it by the handle to set it near the other guest room down the other hallway. Once she came back, she brushed past me.
I took her arm into my hand, yanking her back to kiss her. A little moan fled effortlessly from her lips, and I departed away. My forehead landed on top of her wavy, short hair as my jaw clenched.
"Don't you ever walk past me without give me a little something, alright?" I muttered lowly. Her eyes closed
She nodded, "Yes"
I cleared my throat and turned her around. Rubbing and slapping her wide ass, she instantly shivered, "Good"
My eyes wandered down to her thighs, seeing the inner part of them tighten.
Why do girls do that around me?
I trailed behind her to the kitchen to stand next to her behind the island.
"Move over, Orlyndo"
"I'm pretty comfortable, babe. Aren't you?"
A smile quivered it's way up to her lips. Karma ignored me, going to the ice box to take out a carton of eggs, box of bacon, milk, cheese, vegetables, and butter.
"Pancakes or toast?"
"I don't like that question" I replied
"It's either a yes or no"
I frowned, "So?"
"Just... Just answer my question"
"But, I don't like the question"
"You, but- okay, toast it is"
My mouth twisted as I disagreed, "I don't want toast"
Karma let out a frustrating groan, "Fine, pancakes"
"Eh, no"
Her eyes darted at me, "No?"
"No"
She blankly stared, "Oh?"
"I want waffles"
"So difficult, so weird" Karma mumbled under her breath, grabbing the bowl in front of her
I leaned forward, my elbow on the counter as I put my chin in the palm of my hand.
"So unique, so beautiful" I said
A bashful smile that showed her lovely teeth made my morning. Usually coffee and food makes my morning, but that wasn't my main concern anymore. Her smile was the type that gave me pleasurable chills.
We cooked breakfast together in silence. I would mess her up sometimes and she would nudge me back over to get me out her space.
"Tell me about yourself" I told Karma, taking a bite of my eggs
"I don't want to tell you anything about me" She spoke, picking at her fruit
"Why not?"
"Because I hate telling people about myself. There's no need to. You'll learn once you observe my strengths, weaknesses, likes and dislikes, my style, my emotions- you will figure me out. So therefore, I'm a map. Study it, learn it, figure it out, and you'll be fine" She stuck her tongue out
I have many ideas to what she can do with that tongue.
Rubbing my cheek roughly, I nodded in understanding, "Sounds fair, but it sounds like you're hiding something from me"
"I'm not" She sighed
I intertwined my hands, placing them on the counter, "What happened to you Thursday- in the bathroom?"
"Nothing"
"You sounded horrible"
"Gee, thanks" She rolled her eyes
"No, I'm serious. It wasn't just a regular cough, more like-"
"A Tuberculosis cough?"
"Yeah, some what"
"Oh, pft, I don't know. I get that from my mom"
Why the fuck is she lying to me?
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I remember why I hate being out in public.
People.
It's pretty decent out, considering the fact that it's six o'clock at night. I threw on light denim jeans, white long t-shirt, and Adidas Superstars. I didn't feel like throwing an outfit together. My mood is how I felt in high school- not giving a damn.
Karma moved her arms up and down, looking happy and amazing while twirling around near the beach. She had on this olive green bodycon dress that hugged her dangerous curves, black Puma Suedes, and a floppy tan straw hat.
I licked my lips as I had my hands in my pockets. I couldn't take my eyes off her thick legs that were exposed. She's dark and lovely, just how I like them.
She snarled, bending down to tie her shoe.
Boys, and men, were staring at her ass when they walked by, never looking straight. Bringing her back up, I pulled her towards me.
"What's wro-"
"I'll tie it"
"No, I can-"
"Hell no, let me do it" I interrupted, kneeling down to tie the shoelace
"Why are you making a big deal about me tying my shoes?"
I glared up in her direction, "Do I have to explain?"
"Oh please, I have spandex shorts underneath"
Straightening myself, I put my arm around her shoulder. The side of her head planted on the right of my chest. We walked along the beach in this position and played around until the Sun was going to set.
"How tall are you?" Karma questioned, sitting down on the sand
I took a seat beside her, "5'10. You?"
"5'5. Pretty average, right?"
"I can't really tell, you're shorter than I am" I shrugged
"By 5 inches"
"Your point?"
She grinned, "Hmm, I don't know" She began messing with my cheeks
I stared at her. Her slight smile faded, dropping her hand on the warm sand.
"What?"
"You're not smiling" She replied
"Okay, so?"
"You never smile"
"Okay... So?"
"Smile, grin, smirk, something" A spark of hope gleamed in her eyes
Ignoring her, I put my attention on the sunset. Hearing Karma scoff and turn around, I sighed.
In all honesty, I didn't know how to smile. It was uneasy for me- who smiles and cries afterwards? Me, I do.
I hated being happy, I hated falling in love with someone, I hated everything that could possibly make me happy and emotional.
But Karma was breaking down those barriers.
The palm of my hands started to sweat, so I wiped them on my jeans. I never had, nor allowed, a female that I'm in a part relationship with, avoid me for this long. Karma hadn't spoke a word or mumbled one. I couldn't help but feel conflicted.
We sat there and the Sun wasn't visible anymore.
"C'mon, lets go" I told her as I stood up
"No" She responded
"I don't care, we're going"
"No, Orlyndo"
"Karma, stop being stubborn and get up, please"
She hugged her knees, putting her head in her arms.
I sighed, bending down to pick her up off the sand. Her body was shaking, her soft cries filling my ears. She coughed, violently and breathlessly, blood hitting the ground. Mentally cursing myself out, I rushed to the car.
Placing her in the passenger seat, I buckled her in. Once I got in the driver's spot, she began gripping her hair as if she wanted to pull it out, just yelling and screaming to get out the car.
Five minutes passed by- she threw tantrums.
Ten minutes passed by- she sobbed.
Fifteen minutes passed by- she couldn't breathe.
I got her out the car once I was in front of the emergency part of the hospital. She balled herself up while I carried her. Without me saying a word, they placed her on a gurney and took her down the hall.
Me, I stood there, "Shit" I snapped, knocking over a chair
"Sir-"
"What?" I seethed, looking over at the man, "What do you want?"
"Sit down"
"I want to stand" I snarled
"Or you can stand, whatever suits you" He scurried off
I paced back and forth, walking around the main part of the hospital twice. I ate junk food, drank coffee, looking at poster boards- something to occupy my time.
Sitting in the lobby, I bounced my leg rapidly.
Is she okay?
I miss her.
I miss her voice, her eyes, her smile.
I asked if she was okay, not what you miss.
Feeling a vibration in my pocket, I took out the phone. Karma's phone. The name 'Cutie Pie 😈❤️💍' popped up. Frowning, I answered it.
"Hello?"
A feminine voice spoke, "Um? What happened to your voice?"
"What?"
"Oh shit, did you get near tulips again? You're allergic to those" The girl sighed
"This isn't Karma, if that's who you think I am. I'm her boss, Orlyndo"
The girl screamed in the phone, praising something to God.
"Her zaddy answered the phone!" She exclaimed in excitement
I hung up, shoving it back into my pockets. She annoyed the living shit out of me.
The doctor came, told me tiny details, but that was it. He told me that Karma will be okay and that I could go back there to see her.
Walking through the door, Karma looked at me, "Hi" She smiled
"What happened?" I questioned quickly
Her eyebrows clashed together, "I had a headache"
"Don't lie to me. What the hell happened?"
"Nothing bad happ-"
"What the fuck, Karma? You couldn't breathe at all for several minutes! Fuck are you talking about, nothing happened?" I retorted
"I don't want to talk about it" She mumbled
"Tell me, I want to know" I urged, hearing the heart monitor beep a bit faster
"No"
"Why the hell not?!"
"Stop fucking yelling at me okay?! Leave me the hell alone and just," She breathed heavily, "Just get the fuck out!"
I stood there, our eyes glaring at one another in detest.
"Get the fuck out!" She screamed
Fine. I left the room, slamming the door shut.
But before I walked off, I heard a flatline.