She listens to my every thought. She knows what to do before I even tell her. It's like she's in my head, and I think I like it. My own set of inhumane senses are nothing compared to her's. Even though people question our partnership, I've never once doubted her.
They always were envious of how compatible we were. They judged us for naturally being better than the rest but it never got to us. How can she even fight with that thing? There's no way she'll make it out alive. They said all kinds of rude things about the two of us, but look at what we've become. We are so much more than what they said. We are one.
"And that's why I'll never put you down again. Never."
***
"Got-fucking-damnit!"
I rub my temple as all the from memories of last night come flooding back.
"Knock knock, hope you're dressed," Carlos walks into the room and sets down a plate. "I got you breakfast and some aspirins. Eat something then take 'em."
"Damn, thanks man bun. My head is pounding."
He slides the food closer and quietly watches me eat.
"Hey, did I imagine that you were yelling in the hallway last night or was that real?"
He sighs and moves his hair from his face, "Yeah, I was. Sorry if I woke you up Butterfly."
'Don't play in your hair like that you beautiful bastard!'
I take the pills and wash it down with a glass of water, "It's fine, something about hearing another person's yelling helps me fall asleep."
I swiftly move closer and touch his hair and holy fuck it's soft. "And you're getting way too comfortable calling me that."
He grabs my hand and looks down at my exposed legs. The look in his eyes quickly change from warm and welcoming to dark and lustful; it send goosebumps running up my arms. "And you're getting way too comfortable with being in my bedroom, chica."
He lets me go and wanders over to his closet and when he comes back out he's dressed casually. It comes as a surprise since I've only even seen him in suits before.
"You not gonna eat?"
"I haven't had much of an appetite lately."
'What's with him? It's like he's a completely different person from last night.'
"Listen, if I did something I wasn't supposed to last night, I'm sorry..."
"You didn't do anything wrong, why would you assume that you did?"
'Shit, he's right. I'd never assume something if I wasn't sure.'
"Ion know...you're just acting a little weird."
'Maybe I'm just being paranoid.'
He sighs and puts his hair back up into his signature man bun.
"Honestly, I'm a little on edge right now and I-"
"I'll go get dressed. Just gimme five minutes."
I walk past him and grab my things. My back is turned but I feel his gaze on me, he's always watching me. When I go to put my shoes on, I accidentally catch a glimpse of him staring at me.
"What?"
He shakes his head, "Nothing."
"No, tell me what you're thinking."
He smirks and folds his arms, "I just think it's amazing how you can look this good first thing in the morning."
'AH WHAT THE FUCK?!'
"Oh...Well thanks, now fork over a 20 so I can get home."
He laughs, "Nah, I'll take you."
'Ugh that laugh! Makes me wanna just pounce on him! Whew, no can do. Down girl.'
"No, you've already helped me so much and besides, my babies need me."
"Babies? You never mentioned kids."
His tone one is calm but there's a slight hint of worry. I can't help but giggle, "My pets, chill."
"Right, well I'll wait with you for a cab," He pulls my arm and leads me to the elevator, "Call me when you make it home Butterfly."
***
"Keisha, I'm back!"
I kick off my shoes and head into the living room and Keisha joins me on the couch.
"That's not your shirt..." She gasps, "Ouu who is he?!"
"Okay so do you know how I was supposed to go to the job interview with my boss?"
"Dee no. You didn't do what I think you did."
"Shh, listen! He took me to this bougiee ass restaurant and ordered this expensive ass drink and you know I got drunk as hell and ian wanna come back here, so we went back to his and when I say I might have a lil C!"
"BITCH! YOU SERIOUS?!"
"YES BITCH!"
She yells and then takes a deep breath, "I wanna know everything about him. Everything!"
"Well, he's definitely at least 6'4, he's Latino, and he has this great head of hair that I just wanna run my fingers through and pull on!"
"Any tats?"
"Just as many as me."
"He gotta job?"
"Baby boy is loaded, okay?"
"We'll you gotta give it up."
"Uh-huh, negative, no way ma'am."
"Why not?!"
"Did you forget that he might be my boss? The fuck I look like sleeping with the him?"
"Um, a bad bitch with a some fine ass man candy..."
"Keisha, as tempting as that sounds, I can't do it. Yeah he's fine as fuck but if I gonna be working under him, I can't literally be working under him. Ya know?"
"Dee, I get what you sayin' but of you really do have a crush-"
"We don't say that word!"
"Right, a C, then you can either let him know or shove those feelings deep down and live with it."
"Huh...They both sound very tempting."
"One should be more tempting than the other and what the hell is the mystery man's his name?"
I chew on my lip, "Carlos..."
She slaps her hand over her mouth, "Carlos Carlos? As in the billionaire bachelor that's all over the news Carlos?!"
"Maybe?"
"DEE WHAT THE FUCK?! ARE YOU CRAZY?!"
"I know, I know! I just like being around him plus it's a great job offer!"
She gets up from the couch and heads towards the kitchen.
"Whatever, you're grown, you can decide for yourself so I'll support you no matter what."
"This why you my best friend Keisha!"
"Mhm-hm. Now please take ya pets back into your room."
"They're not pets, they're my babies...Ain't that right Noodle?"
He wriggles up my arm and hisses.
"Aw, you're such a good boy. Now how about we getchu and Worm a snack?"
The both of them hiss as I walk back to my room to feed them. After they eat, I place the back inside their terrarium.
"Aye Dee! You expecting company because somebody's buzzing for ya!"
"Uh no, who is it?"
"Hold up...Uh Da'Neasha, I think you should c'mere..."
'Uh-oh, she used my name. Is my ass in trouble again?'
"What I do now?"
Her face is frozen in fear as she stares out of the window.
"L- Look."
I look to where she's pointing and hold my breath.
"Shit. Go grab your stuff...We gotta go."