Caught Linking Part 2

I looked at him nervously. 'Ju... just be patient, Papi. I'll be 18 in no time.' His head snaps to me, looking confused. 'The Fuck, 18!' And yells at me through the link, looking pissed. 'I'm not waiting that fuckin' long! You're lucky I'm forcing myself to wait till November!' I stared at him incredulously. 'But I can't get married at 16! That's too young and I'm sure it's illegal.' He looks really angry and he growls out loud but quickly stops. But then I heard it over the mindlink. His eyes glared holes into me, heating up my face.

His eyes were shifting to a myriad of colors because all of them were mad at me for what I said. But it's the truth. I'm too young for that. His face goes rigid with so much rage. And I feel my neck bending at that weird angle again. Gasp oh shit!! He yells in my mind, 'We ain't waiting 2 gad damn years, Keya! Do you have any fuckin' clue how hard it's been this week? To Not Fuck you till you can't remember how to walk straight!'

I was beyond shocked and my eyes bulged, mouth agape. A crazy chill zips through me and my being shivered horribly at this info. It's like my body went on high alert. Holy Shit, he wants to do that to me!? I was nervous, scared, and weirdly excited all at once. Hearing that sent a heated jolt to my core, making it pulse and have my ass tingling. WTF?! My hands tremble, still holding his face. I noticed his eyes shifting between various shades of green to brown. Why was he sad, because he had to wait, or what? I'm not sure. Both of us are breathing crazily and staring at one another. My stunned eyes looked into his tortured ones.

'Would it be easier for you if I were not around you so much?' I asked hesitantly, because I really didn't know what to do or say to him about this situation. His eyes narrow, flashing obsidian as he quickly grips my jaw firmly, sending another jolt through me. Making my back arch and involuntarily pressing my chest into him. 'No! You've already spent too much time away from me. I'm not letting you leave my fuckin' side again! You're Mine! My Keya!' Kane glares at me, unyielding while pulling me forward and connecting our foreheads together roughly. Another jolt! I whimper and honestly, one more of them, and I may come all over him! I'm kinda dizzy right now.

And I'm not trying to leave him if that's what he's thinking, jeez. He acts like I can't be away from him. Like for real, what's this fool gonna do when I start school? I gave him a pleading look, my thumbs caressing his face. 'Kane, I'm yours, and I'm not talking about anything permanent. I'm just saying for like a night. I go stay with Grammy to let her know what I found out about us.' His eyes close momentarily, his nostrils flare and I feel him shiver before they open again and gaze at me unblinking, and he speaks with finality. 'No Mate!'

Ugh, seriously?! I opened my mouth, about to complain, when I heard. "Keya, are y'all aight?" Gasps! OMG, I completely forgot that they were here! "Uh yeah, Grammy," I said quietly, peering at her. She looks skeptical, looking between us, saying, "You sure? Because it looked like y'all were having some weird silent argument." I looked around and most of them were staring at us like we were insane. OMG, he gets on my nerves with his inconsiderate ass! This was totally a conversation we could have had in private. But Noooo, now my family is looking at me like I'm crazy!

Now I'm pissed and glare at him. "Put me down." I tell him but he says, "No." The fuck? I growl, irritated at him, and demand through gritted teeth. "Put Me Down, Now!" I'm sick of his clingy, controlling ass! His growl was low and really deep, but puts me down. I grabbed my younger brother's hands. "Come on, y'all." And walked away to take them shopping. Manny walked close behind me. Staring holes in the back of my head. I know that he's plotting something for me tonight. Ugh! He needs to learn boundaries. I don't mind what we do in private. But I don't want to do this type of shit in public.

I think I need a damn break from him for real. We haven't even been together for a week yet. I'm so stressed out right now and looking forward to this Spa tomorrow. We get so much stuff while shopping and it actually helps me calm down some. Manny and I chose matching outfits in red and black for the ball tomorrow. It's a simple and comfortable, sleeveless, backless, deep-v bodice. It's a mid-thigh length, flowy, layered chiffon dress. With a pair of smooth black top and red bottom, peep-toe heels, and all gold accessories. I like this dress although I'm a tomboy. I do like dressing up... sometimes. Manny has a black Armani outfit with red accents and matching Armani loafers.

Eventually, we stop being mad at each other and shop for lots of items for our home. We spent a large amount of time here at the Mall. So we ate at many little eateries. Of the things we ate. I'm interested in finding out the recipes for some. While eating, Manny asks me, "Hey, do you know how to dance at all?" Is he serious? Dude, I'm from the Projects. I've been dancing since before I could walk! I look at him confidently. "Yes, do you?" He chuckles, placing his elbows on the table, interlocking his long fingers, and resting his chin on them, looking quite cocky. "Of course I do. But can you dance to Salsa or Merengue?" I smirk because I actually can. "Yup." His eyebrows shot up surprised, making me giggle. "Really?" I nodded. "Yes, Papi, really. My friend Kevin-" He growled instantly, getting mad. Making the tables in the area shake and some of the contents clatter to the ground. And glares at me, loudly demanding, "What the fuck about Kevin?!"

Several people around us stopped walking abruptly and their heads bent at that angle like mine did earlier. What the hell? Is he affecting them, too? "Mami?!" He calls in a deadly tone, sigh. He's always overreacting, "My friend Kevin's Mom," I emphasize the word, Mom. Sighing and shaking my head, jeez, "She taught me how to dance them. She loves going out and dancing. And one day when I was over at her house. Because Kevin and I had to work on a science project together. She was listening to some music that I had never heard of before. So I asked her what it was, and she said it was Salsa music. So she showed me how to dance it and a few more of them. So now I can dance Salsa, Samba, Merengue, and Bachata."

Hmph, bet he didn't know I could do all that, ha! His eyes go dark gray as he slowly licks those juicy ass lips of his. "I'm mad. Because I wasn't the one to teach you that. But now that I know you can dance. It's gonna be on and popping tomorrow." Good, because most guys I know are too 'Cool' to dance. I smirk, " OK, but do you know how to dance, Chicago-style Stepping?" He frowns a bit. "No, but I've heard of it, though." I smile slyly, awesome, finally something that I can teach him! "Aight, I'll teach you tonight. Cool?" He had a satisfied look about him. "Cool." He leans back in his seat and I grin wide like a fool, lol.