Chase Me.

Chase Me. Chase Me.

Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

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Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

Summary

Okay so you know how most stories start off by saying, “Once upon a time”…. Yeah, well this isn’t one of those stories… not by a long shot. If you’re looking for a love story where things are all full of happy unicorns and rainbows then this damn sure isn’t and I suggest you stop reading this now… STILL HERE? Cool, if you’re looking for a story about love, trust, hurt, betrayal, heartache, friends and phonies with a shit load of mistakes and one fatal tragedy thrown in the you’re in the right spot. Now that all the formalities are thrown away and you’re probably having second thoughts about this book and still haven’t thrown it away calling it a depressing story and telling people that the author should be committed…. Welcome to hell, Hope you enjoy your stay.

Summary

Okay so you know how most stories start off by saying, “Once upon a time”…. Yeah, well this isn’t one of those stories… not by a long shot. If you’re looking for a love story where things are all full of happy unicorns and rainbows then this damn sure isn’t and I suggest you stop reading this now… STILL HERE? Cool, if you’re looking for a story about love, trust, hurt, betrayal, heartache, friends and phonies with a shit load of mistakes and one fatal tragedy thrown in the you’re in the right spot. Now that all the formalities are thrown away and you’re probably having second thoughts about this book and still haven’t thrown it away calling it a depressing story and telling people that the author should be committed…. Welcome to hell, Hope you enjoy your stay.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Chase Me.

Author Chapter Note

Okay so you know how most stories start off by saying, “Once upon a time”…. Yeah, well this isn’t one of those stories… not by a long shot. If you’re looking for a love story where things are all full of happy unicorns and rainbows then this damn sure isn’t and I suggest you stop reading this now… STILL HERE? Cool, if you’re looking for a story about love, trust, hurt, betrayal, heartache, friends and phonies with a shit load of mistakes and one fatal tragedy thrown in the you’re in the right spot. Now that all the formalities are thrown away and you’re probably having second thoughts about this book and still haven’t thrown it away calling it a depressing story and telling people that the author should be committed…. Welcome to hell, Hope you enjoy your stay.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: June 27, 2013

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: June 27, 2013

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*Rhyan*

Yeah I know my name is kind of weird to certin people ut I truly don’t care about what anybody says. My parents are island natives and gave me in my opinion the sexiest exotic mix you could ever give a person, my mother is Jamaican and Brazilian and my father is Dominican and Cuban, Hot right? Yeah I think so. It’s a pain when you feel like blending in and try to be invisible unlike my brother Roman who is the center of attention, it’s never really been a problem for me, since I am kind of quiet, nerdy, pretty much I’m kind of a tomboy, keep to myself and my clique of people: Fallon, my best friend and my Ace, she had a slightly thinner body than me but she has wide hips, tiny waist, full chest, and ass. She gets mistaken for a model all the time, though I’m always cracking on her light green emerald eyes and full lips. Most people think we are twins or sisters, I consider us sisters since we have been through everything together. Then there’s Nylah, my little Asian persuasion in all honesty she gives Lucy Lu a run for her money, standing at 5”7 skinny with a pretty frame, long legs, dancers waist, large booty and tiny breast, light blue eyes with hints or green in them and long fire truck red hair, friends since 6th grade after she gave me her lunch when she forgot mine.

Last but not least my twins Jahaira and Hairo, my Puerto Rican Tasmanian devils; they look Brazilian mostly with warm bonze skin, light chocolate brown eyes. Jahaira had dirty blonde hair with bright ink streaks glowing in her head reaching the center of her back, while Hairo has his hair braided like Sean Paul a little past his shoulders. They argue over everything and anyone but like they say opposites attract and they couldn’t be more right. Mac Miller’s “Missed Calls” started blaring out of my iPhone 5 snapping me out of my day dream, “Are you up yet dummy?” Fallon yells in my ear with car horns blaring in the background and voices yelling obscene words at her, Lala is a horrible driver. “Whatever what the hell are you doing anyway Flacka? And where are you?” I said pulling my hair out if the messy bun that it was in on top of my head letting my dark auburn hair falls to the center of my back in waves. ‘How my mom used to manage all my hair as a kid is beyond me I thought to myself walking towards my large gold vanity and looking at my deep caramel skin, large Jade green eyes with flecks of grey and blue in them, long thick eye lashes, full lips with snake bite piercings on the both sides of my mouth, my crater like dimples, and more than curvy 5”7 figure with my tiny waist, 42 DD chest compliments of my mom, thick thighs and large ass. Walking to my walk in closet dancing along my cream plush carpet letting my feet sink into it trying to decide what to wear today. “Ughhh I’m on my way there soon I still got to pick up thing one and two from Rosebush remember? Be up and be dressed and bring out some platano and some curry because I know your mom cooked im not that far away” Lala said honking her car horn again.

“Aight dude I’ll be ready in like 20- 35 minutes tops and who said my mom cooked?” I said lying through my teeth smelling my mom cooking through the crack under the door. “Cuz I could smell it thru the phone! Go take a shower sucia….. Later.” Lala said hanging up. Pulling my clothes out of my closet and throwing it on my bed I walked up to bay windows and pulled the curtains back letting the light in and it shined off  my navy blue walls and illuminating my gold painted furniture. Pushing play on the wall mounted stereo system letting Kendrick Lamar’s song “Swimming Pools” blare of the speakers as I walked towards my bathroom singing along to the lyrics.

Standing in my clear full body shower  washing my body with ‘Love Spell’ body wash from Victoria Secret , letting the water take away my sleepiness steaming up my bathroom I hear my door open and shut with a click. ‘Damn! I should have locked my door!’ I mumbled to myself slapping myself in the head rinsing off my body, grabbing my towel and walking back into my room, ‘What the hell? I muttered to myself as I heard the song change to “Poetic Justice” I danced round my room after greasing myself with body butter, grabbing black lacy bra and orange and black bandeau, sliding on my true religion light blue ripped jeans, grabbing my white see through midriff fringe shirt that showed off my belly button ring, with my black studded damsel Jeffery Campbell heels, paring that with my silver guess herringbone chain, large silver hoops, spikey rings and bracelets. Putting on some light eyeliner, blush and red MAC lipstick and tying my hair into a high bun on my head. “Very sexy mami…” said a voice from behind me making a chill go down my spine while trying to slide an arm around my waist. I turned to see the scariest pair of forest green eyes staring back at me. “Let go of me Jontell, NOW!” I said through gritted teeth never being the one to be intimidated shooting daggers at him, if looks could kill he would be six feet under by now. “Not a chance Rhy, you know that you want me so stop resisting me…” He said tightening his grip on my waist grinding his growing man hood into me from the back.

My brother best friend Jontell is 6”4 and a perv, with deep dark mocha skin, green eyes and dreads going down his back making him look like a younger Wale, with a hard six pack and muscles to match them. He thinks he is a player but is constantly being played by females. Sometimes I feel bad for him; sometimes I think he deserves it despite him being my brother’s best friend. “Not a chance bro, Swerve” I said shoving him hard enough to make him stagger back 2 steps. “Whatever you say Ma, ima hit you back later, but your moms told me to come up and get you” He said lightly annoyed that I pushed him, but with lust hidden behind his eyes as he scanned my body. “Aight thanks Jontell, bye now” I said pushing him out of my still open doorway turning to my desk cluttered with books I read over the summer to grabbing my bag off the chair following behind him as we walked down the hallway littered with family pictures and mail, as we reached the stairs I heard the song “Diced Pineapples” coming from the family entertainment center, continuing down the stairs I saw five unfamiliar faces staring back at me two guys on the couches next to me were smoking and three girls were sitting on the guy laps winding their hips on them. “Oh and who is SHE Roman? And why is she coming from upstairs?” A girl said from my brother’s lap poking my brother in the forehead, flipping her hair over her shoulder. She looked like a plastic Barbie doll wearing her little sister’s skirt that barely covered her butt and a shirt that looked like her chest was suffocating. ‘Typical’ I muttered a little too loud because the boy that was sitting on the couch next to the stairs started to laugh a little. “Calmate! Mami por favor” Roman said motioning to me looking annoyed at the girl in his lap. “Qué demonios es esta gente haciendo aquí dude? Where’s mamá y papá? (What the hell dude what are all these people doing here? Where’s mom and dad)” I said back him slowly losing my temper. “Uhm what the hell did she just call me?” Said the girl sitting in Romans lap narrowing her eyes at me.

“That would be Roman’s little sister Rhyan” Jontell said lazily a half smirk and a wink slapping the ass of the girl that was sitting on his lap.  I swear I could hear her jaw drop and hit the floor at that moment. Ignoring the looks that everybody gave me I crossed the room to where he was sitting and kissed Roman on the cheek “Good morning to you too Rome” I said staring at my brother who smirked and hugged me with his free arm. Roman has the same eyes as me with full lips, body builder muscles and a hard chest, same eye lashes as me but he keeps his hi-top fade and he stood about 6”5, we are only 3 years apart but people could swear we are twins, we both have the same temper and laid back nature, despite everything we both agreed that nothing would come between us. “Your going to school today” he asked me looking at my outfit with distain, he hated when I showed off my body. “Yeah Fallon is coming to get me soon…” I said as a felt eyes on my back turning to expect Jontell staring at me, instead I saw the boy that was laughing pass a blunt to the other guy who was busy on his phone, but kept his eyes on me with another girl’s legs draped across his lap. He was staring at me with grey eyes that seemed to examine each and every inch in my frame smiling slightly at me; he could easily pass for Tyga especially with all his tattoos. “You’re going dressed like that?” Roman asked me looking at my belly button ring. “Yes Rome im going like this” I said turning my attention from the mystery boy.

Roman let out an exasperated sigh quickly learning that he would not win this fight,  “Fine … mommy left a little while ago to drop something off for dad, she left you some food though” Wrapping his arms around the still stunned girl. “Gee thanks bro” I said walking towards the kitchen sending one last look to the guy. I let the revolving door swing closed behind me looking around the yellow painted walls and black marble décor that my mom loved sitting down at the metal bar stool picking at the Arroz con pollo and platanoes my mom left me, listening to the laughing and giggling, trying to ignore the smell of the Dro leaking into the kitchen Suddenly my phone started blaring out ‘Missed Calls’ as everybody in the living room started checking their phone. “Aye people! It’s just a phone” I yelled loud enough that they could hear me. Answering it I heard yelling in the background in Spanish “Rhyan you better come outside we got to go now we are late and I kill these two” Lala said trying to yell over Jahaira and Hairo. “Im coming, I just have escape from the homeboy’s paradise, my stupid brother and Jontell got girls and 2 guys over here smoking and shit…..” I said sounding madder than I expected, don’t worry we are coming to spring you mama—“Lala said hanging up on me.

About two minutes had passed and then I heard loud knocking on my front door, “Roman you KNOW Mrs. Diego would not allow you to be doing this por Qué Niño?” Jahaira said loudly exclaiming with her heels clicking against the floor, followed by another high pitched voice “Now where do we put out the trash?” Fallon said as her voice got louder signaling that she wanted me to come and help her out. I took the opportunity to run through the glass doors towards the backyard pool grabbing the super soakers near the door filling them with water. As I walked back into thru the door onto the living room the marijuana smell hit me, I always hated the smell and the effect that it had on people. Walking into the room I realized that the boy on the couch was gone and the living room was tuned into a pothead’s freak fest paradise. Looking around for the missing guy I heard the girl that was sitting on Jontell yell “WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING TRASH LITTLE GIRL STAY IN YOUR LANE!!!!!!” Though they were all high the other two girls continued to egg on the girl that looked like a walking disease bag with long black weave that reached her butt and blue contacts that made her look like a bug eyed toad. “Apparently you trick or don’t you know your name trick?” Jahaira said taking a step closer to her and Jontell who looked like he could care less about what was happening.

“Fuck ‘em that’s just Rhyan’s crew right?” Said the remaining guy with another girl in his lap left alone on the now empty sofa. “Whatever Ro im bored could you give me the tour now?” Said the girl sitting in Roman’s lap giving him a flirtatious look. “Aight let’s go then Ms. La’creesha” he said exhaled smoke from his lips snapping out of his weed induced trance, getting up and breezing past me and my friends half dragging La’creesha up the stairs behind him ignoring the shoulder check she gave me.  “You could leave now….” Said the other girl sitting on the other guy’s lap finally speaking up. “Im really starting to get tired of these bitches in my house” I said finally pulling out the water guns that I had stashed Both Jahaira and Lala smirked as they noticed the water guns behind my back. Suddenly ‘Danza Kuduro’ started to play from Jahaira’s phone and we could hear a car horn from outside, answering the phone we could hear Hairo yelling “If yall don’t stop fucking each other in there im leaving without you! Nylah called and said she is at the spot, let’s go” he said continuing to blare the horn. “Shut the hell up we are coming we got cleaning to do” Fallon said yelling out of the front door flipping off Hairo taking the phone from Jahaira and hanging up, grabbing a water gun from behind my back.

Smiling and handing another gun the Jahaira I said feeling like Tony Montana from ‘Scarface”, Now ima tell you again to get the FUCK out of my house” I said wanting so badly to unleash hell on them, “Uh listen little girl we aren’t going anywhere so you could go back to the 8th grade with your friends and your little water gu—“ Said the girl sitting beside Jontell before getting being sprayed in the face by Lala making all of her make up melt off. “What the fu—“ Jontell said dropping the girl on her ass with an oomph on her ass before being sprayed himself causing him to seek refuge behind a throw pillow. “What the hell are you doing?” said the last girl jumping off the guys lap, “Shawn help me!” She said grabbing at his shirt gaining laughter from Shawn who put out his diminishing blunt on the bottom of his Jordan, “Hahahaha you girls are bad, Veronica you’re on your own I surrender, Darien was right you are as feisty as you and sexy, Im out” Shawn said standing up and walking out of the door leaving all of us stunned. “What the hell was he talking about Rhyan? Who thinks your sexy? And who the fuck is Darien?” Both Jahaira and Fallon said shooting questions at me while still pointing at the fear struck Veronica. “Don’t worry about it …besides we still have one more victim to deal with” I said blushing and taking aim at Veronica and streaming water all over her face and clothing. Suddenly Hairo barged into the door looking shocked and confused at the three girls laughing hysterically pointing water guns at the girl huddled behind the couch and the other two muttering illegible cusses.

“Uh why was there a nigga dying laughing walking out of the house talking about the girls might need back up and how the fuck do you know my boy Darien?” Hairo said finally talking in the scene. “Don’t worry about it  Hairo it’s a need to know basis and trust you don’t want to know” I said hugging him, while Jontell was helping the girls up and telling them that the party was moving to his place after school.  “You might wanna tell them to fix their faces and hair Cuz they are making the girl from the Grudge look like Ms. Universe right now” Hairo said making the girls cringe and try to cover their heads with the little clothing they had on while walking out with Jontell following behind them. Meanwhile Jahaira and Fallon continued laughing. After 5 minutes of cleaning up and replaying what happened, “Aight lets head out before Nylah has a nervous breakdown” I said throwing away the last of the mess heading out the front door, walking out of the front door a 2014 black on black BMW x5 pulled up the driveway, My mom stepped out with my dad appearing from the passenger’s seat with confused looks on their faces, “Rhyan are you okay? What are you guy’s all red like that?” my mom Rachel said walking towards us with dad Marcus closely behind her, ‘My parents have been married for 22 years and I swear the love never faded  I wonder if im ever going to get that’ I thought to myself watching as my dad snaked an arm around my mom’s waist. “Oh nothing parents but---“I said before being cut off my Lala and Jahaira shoving the water guns into their hands saying “You might need these” and dragging me away to Lala’s Range Rover.

They both shared confused looks and my mother took my father’s arm and began to drag him inside as he word the mouthed ‘Loca’ over his shoulder to me and pointing to Fallon. “So come on let’s get to school before Nylah chops out heads off with her samurai sword” Hairo said lifting up his sister and slinging her over his shoulder as she pounded on his back cussing at him. “Shut up rectum…” I said slapping him in the back of the head and climbing into the passenger’s seat as the twins got in the back. ‘Enough Said’ by Drake started playing on the radio as we pulled off from the curb. “Oh shit man look!” Hairo said suddenly rolling down his window to my parents chasing out a half naked La’creesha and Roman with water guns while my mother was swearing at them with her strong Jamaican accent. “Bout time you had a shower huh La’creesha?” I yelled out my window as we hit the corner of my street. Laughing as we all sung along to the chorus of the song much to Hairo’s dismay, letting the warm Miami air whip around us as we rode down Biscayne. “ Hey Rhy, just saying that guy was kind of cute though, too bad he dipped before we had a chance to spray him he would have won the wet t-shirt contest, by the way you never told us who the fuck he was talking about” Shay said skeptically looking at me through the corner of her eye. Slipping on my black ray bans I said “Well I don’t know who he is but I have a feeling that I might see him again” Reclining in my seat I closed my eyes and started thinking about the boy with the many tattoos and the sexy smile.

 


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