Chapter 5: At Grammys' House 3 of 3

Keya P.O.V

Back to reality...gasp, oh man! Steve saw me! I stopped in my tracks thinking about turning around and going the opposite way. But he might chase me or something. Crapola!... I guess.. I'll just have to deal with him, ughhhh.

I slowly started walking again, they waited for me, I see him whisper something to Luis and they laughed looking at me. I reached their location and he jumps in front of me, " Where you think you're going sexy?"

"Home." I squeaked, I was trying to sound confident, but failed miserably.

"Oh you finally gonna suck my dick then?" he jeered, his cousins laughing.

"NO! I told you already that I don't do that!" I yelled at him, embarrassed.

"Oh?" he smirked evilly, wrapping one arm around my waist pulling me up against him, and grabbing my butt. His other hand angrily gripping my face I wince.

"So we finna go home and fuck then!?" he was so serious all of a sudden, his face was so close to mine. I can smell alcohol and weed on his breath. He was high as usual. I wanted to push him away but as I said, I.. liked him? OMG, this is so confusing and frustrating.

"You're gonna gimme this ass one day Keya, even if I gotta take it!" he forcefully pulled me closer to him, squeezing my butt. I whimper and felt paralyzed. I started trembling, sweat dripping down my face, panting... I didn't know what to do...

*HONK HONK*

A car horn blew right next to us, I turned to see... "Grammy!" Oh, I was saved. Steve and his cousins ran away when they saw the car, "One day Keya!" he warned as he ran off.

"Girl get your ass in here, I send you to the damn restaurant and you out here foolin 'round!" she yelled at me.

"But, but I..." I panted, I didn't know what to say as I was still flustered by Steve. I always got like that around him. I got in the car and we drove home. We recently moved out of the Chicago Projects and I couldn't have been gladder. Those places were horrible! I loved this neighborhood because it wasn't as rough as living in the Projects.

When we got home there was a box in front of the door, I went and looked inside and 3 small kittens were in there! Awww, so cute I took the box inside. Grammy said that I can keep them if I took care of them properly. They were so young that their eyes were still closed. She guessed that they were only a few days old, and should not have been taken away from the mom this soon. And that I'll have to feed them with a medicine dropper because they were so tiny.

I set the box down and washed my hands. In the kitchen, I took her food out of the bag and put it on the dining room table, and gave her the money back. She looked at me bewildered, "What is this!?" And then I told her about the man at Papa's that let me taste his weird sandwich and how he paid for everything!

"A man!?" she said, looking interested. "What man?"

"His name is Manny, I was tryna get back here with your food, and then... Steve..." I was terrible when it came to him, "That damn boy still bothering you! He needs his ass whupped! You have to start standing up for yourself Keya and stop letting these lil boys think that it's okay to touch on you like that, you hear me?!"

" Yes, Grammy" It was true, but I didn't know how to fight back. I don't like hurting others, it just isn't me. And people take advantage of my kindness, it makes me sad. I hate it.

But Mmmmm! Man, this food smells amazing! I take my carton of food out of the bag and open it up.

"Is that it?" she asked, looking at my meal.

"Yep, he says it's called a jibarito," I told her.

"So why he buy you one?" she asked, cutting into her chicken.

I shrugged. "He asked if I had eaten one before. I told him 'No I didn't' so he let me taste his. And it was sooo good Grammy, and then he asked if I wanted one. I told him, yeah, then he paid for everything!" I explained.

"Wow! Did he ask you for anything?" she looked at me suspiciously, pursing her lips. "Well yeah, we talked about a lot of stuff." And I told her what we talked about and how he made me feel.

"He kept growling at me.." I told her, frowning and shaking my head.

"Growling? Like a dog or something?" She asked confused.

"Yes exactly like a dog!" It was weird.

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously, "Did you give him your number?"

Number? I frowned, then my eyes went wide when I realized what she meant, "No I didn't give him my number!"

"Why not gurl?!"

"Because I don't have time for a relationship right now Grammy, you know that!" l said exasperated.

"Gurl you better make some time! He sounds like a fine ass man, this.. Manny guy. You don't wanna be an old maid, do you? Alone, bored, reading old romance novels, living with a billion cats, your pussy collecting cobwebs!" She burst out laughing. Jeez, Grammy I could do nothing but laugh also smh.

"He was fine as hell Grammy, and he was VERY.. interested in me. He even asked if I was single. But I don't have time for me, how am I supposed to make time for a whole other person?" It's not like I didn't want to be with him, I just really didn't have the time is all.

"Listen Keya on some serious shit, you are getting to be a beautiful young woman and men are starting to notice you. I won't be mad if you find you a man. Hell at your age I had 2 kids already." I knew my Grammy had come from a long line of teenage moms.

"But you're a great catch Keya that's why those boys be all over you like that. And always remember, a man ain't NEVER gonna give you something for free, without wanting something in return, you hear me?" she said her eyebrow rose.

"Yes, Grammy, I understand," I said sincerely.

I thought, well I gave him a hug and I thanked him I didn't think he would want anything else from me. Oh, boy was I wrong.