The Storm(2009) (COMPLETED)

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TophyzAngel wrote:Cool add!
Luv d new title!!
here's a girlfriend for piggy!!!

and meet Simba!!
My new cuddly pet!!!

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Awesme add...looking forward to the next add...
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The loud honking of the SUV speeding by jolted me from my mild meditation, and I brought my attention back to the present.

What happened five days ago, happened five days ago.

“Oh, I forgot to tell y’all,” Tiffany spoke up from the back seat. “Tomorrow’s my last night at Kiery’s. I found somewhere.”

“Where?” Jessy and I asked in unison.

“A condo on Collierville,” she replied. “It’s real nice.”

“Collierville?” Jessy asked. “Those condos are expensive. Can you afford that?”

“Yeah, Tiff. Nobody’s kicking you out.” I looked back at her.

“I know, I know. I just think it’s time for me to get back on my feet … without Larry.”

“Where did you get the money?”

“I had some saved up, and I have a couple credit cards that he doesn’t know about.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah,” she replied.

The window in the back powered down as we came off the highway, and she sighed. “Never love a man, more than he loves you.” She paused and fingered the detailed lettering of his name; tattooed on her right arm, before slipping on her White cardigan. “I had a miscarriage right after my run in with Jennifer Rodriguez; I beat that heifer’s ass down, and didn’t even know I was pregnant.” She scoffed. “It’s ironic. Larry has twin boys, but four pregnancies later I have nothing.” She sucked her teeth, “I’m a fool.”

“Don’t be so hard on yourself, Tiff,” Jesy comforted as she changed lanes. “Everything happens for a reason, right? Plus, karma’s a Bitch. He’s gonna’ get his, trust.”

She nodded slowly and solemnly. “Yeah.”

Jessy came to a slow stop as she approached a traffic light and I turned my attention to the people walking by outside. They say if you help people deal with their problems, it sometimes makes you forget about your own; the funny thing is … helping people with their problems, doesn’t make yours disappear.


Tears welled in my eyes as the young girls pointed upward, smiling admiringly.

I scoffed.

They saw a talented, handsome, individual; I saw a selfish, self-involved, bastard. I folded my lips and glowered briefly at the billboard that held Spectaculars’s face. I shook my head.

All that glittered, truly wasn’t gold.


[.] End of 16 [.]














HOW DO YOU LIKE THE NEW AD...WHAT DO U THINK HAPPENED BETWEEN THEM

Dang what really went down
I think ever since
her sister pregancy she
realized he was a selfish
individual...but he seem so
sincere...I want to know more...add
more



So loving it, both me and nibbles

Great add...
Now me is thinking....
hmmmmm
Ok...maybe she realized that he was self-fish
cuz he didn't wanna tell his parents about her sister's pregnancy
just like Janae said...
AND
maybe she and Marcus got close again
and she realized he was better
and her son is happier with her and his dad together
I'm thinking mums always want to make their babies happy...so....
ADD AND PROVE ME RIGHT!!! LOL...
Seriously I really want an add to see what happened....
Now you done gone and made me think hard after a day with brats at school...
My head hurts!!!

NEW PAGE..
Now i'm no maths teacher...i teach Geography and History...
but i'm thinking
NEW PAGE = NEW ADD

right????

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NEW PAGE = NEW ADD

[.] Chapter Seventeen [.]


{.. Kiery ..}



I stared at my reflection in the large, vanity mirror, and watched as the tears ran down my cheeks … if someone had predicted this a few months ago, I would have believed them.

But they did, and I didn’t …

The gentle tap of someone’s fist against the door, let me know I wasn’t alone, and I quickly wiped my cheeks and dabbed my face with water; pushing the small, rectangular object, into the waste bin. The lid of the Blue, Tiffany & Co jewellery box, fell of as it hit the bottom and revealed the set of earrings and matching bracelets from the designer’s exclusive collection. I shook my head. Thirty-two thousand gone down the drain … a damn shame.

The cautious knock came yet again and I glanced towards the door, sniffing slightly.

“Kiery?”

I froze.

“K, are you in there?”

The bass of Marcus’s voice seeped through the bathroom door, and I stared at my dishevelled appearance. He would without a doubt know something was wrong.

I opened the door slowly, and ran my fingers through my hair; forcing a smile. His eyes regarded me carefully. He brushed a few damp strands behind my ear and wiped my cheek. He knew for a fact that I was crying, but he knew not to ask.

“I just brought MJ back from moms. He’s sleeping.”

“Okay.”

He looked past me and into the weird, but extraordinary place of comfort. “You feeling sick?”

I shook my head, praying to God he didn’t ask the dreaded follow-up question.

“Aite, well, I put his stuff in your room. You know, in case you decide to do laundry.”

I cleared my throat, “okay.”

“Jessy said you were in here,” he continued, lifting my chin so he could look me in the eyes. “Said you been in here for a while.”

I didn’t respond, and instead, took a deep interest in the Green, Lacoste logo of his shirt. He stared at me, his eyes attentive, and shifted his weight before muttering, “damn.”

He knew what had happened. He reached down into the waste bin and picked up the earrings and bracelet. I felt him staring at me and i knew there was no way out.

I looked up at him as tears filled my eyes and he pulled me into a hug; placing a kiss on my forehead. I broke down immediately, the salty liquid spilling from my eyes and soaking through the material of his shirt. He rubbed my back gently and pressed his lips against my hair. “Shh, it’s aite.”

I shook my head against his chest. “You were right …”

“Naw … maybe you just made a mistake.”

I sniffed loudly and looked up at him. “No, Marcus, I didn’t. He cheated.”

He wiped my cheeks. “How are you so sure?”

“Because, I heard them,” I spoke, fresh tears spilling onto my cheeks again. “I heard them.”

He didn’t say anything and I continued. “He’s been gone for about a month now … he called some time ago, and I heard a female voice in the background. He said he was out, and there were a lot of people around him and he would call me back. He did, about an hour later and I heard the same female’s voice … again. She was calling him. Then there was shuffling and all of a sudden he had to go. But I guess he didn’t hang up properly and I heard everything. He was..He.. I just dont know where I went wrong”

His hands glided across the small of my back, “I’m sorry..There's nothing wrong with you...You perfect..Im really sorry.”

“Don’t be.” I used the back of my hand to wipe my cheeks. “You didn’t do anything.”

“Right.” He sighed, “I just don’t wanna see you cry.”

“You live and you learn, right?”

“Right,” he replied after a while.

We stood like that for what seemed like moments on end, before the door to Mj's bedroom creaked open. “Mom?”

I let go of Marcus. “Yeah, sweetie?”

“Who's that?” he asked.

MArcus turned around and Mj moved towards him. “I had a bad dream, Dad.”

“It's aite, lil' man, come here.”

Mj walked in his direction and he picked him up. “You wanna sleep in your mom's room?”

Mj nodded, “yeah.”



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so reading this when i come back

i may add this other piece i have but i may wait till tomrw




THE STORY IS FINALLY ENDING I KNO I SAID THAT LIK 10 ADDS AGO LOL BUT IM FORREAL IN ABOUT 6 MORE ADDS OR LESS I WILL HAVE A FINALE AND I DNT THINK THIS STORY WOULD B GOOD TO HAAVE A PRT 2 SO THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO IS READIN MY STORY

LOVE YA LOTS
RACHELLE AND PIGGY


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o and tell me wat yall think should happen to omari and marcus and kiery and MJ and jessy and all them folks lol

great add...
ima think about the ending and i'll tell u later...
give us an add plz!!!

That selfish bastard...

Such a wonderful add
I knew something like that
would happen.

I hope Marcus and Kiery work
it out so they can at least be a happy family...
Omg im so sad its coming to an
end, but I hope you continue to write
more great stories.

ok...i've come to think that maybe
Probably...Marcus, Keiry and MJ become a happy family
Jessy might hook up with a gud guy and move on...
Spec will die a slow and painfull death...
Keiry' sis will get a lovely baby and the baby daddy may man up...
Ok...i'm getting carried away now...

addin soon
give me like 20 or less mins

Mj walked in his direction and he picked him up. “You wanna sleep in your mom's room?”

Mj nodded, “yeah.”



*******


“Remember when he wouldn’t sleep unless we were both beside him?” Marcus asked, smiling at Mj’s resting frame.

I nodded and smiled; propped up between his legs. His back was against the wall and my back was against his chest. I wasn’t sure how, but sometime during putting Mj to sleep, changing his clothes, and me falling into a mild depression over Spec; we ended up like this. A position we were all too familiar with.

“How’s Carlos?” he questioned, catching me off guard.

"Who my brother?" i asked shocked he would ask about him. They never liked each other from my understanding. But my bro is coming around.

"DUhh thats the only carlos you know." He said tryna be smart.

“Uh, he’s fine. He’s coming down in two weeks for Raven’s baby shower.”

“Oh.” He didn’t say anything else for a while and I sat up, leaning my head back onto his shoulder.

“You know, he thinks you’re a nice guy.”

He scoffed. “Right. Since when?”

“I don’t know, but he does.”

He licked his lips and chuckled. “Remember when we were younger, we were playing Hide go Seek and I found you behind the statue and kissed you?”

“Uh huh.” I smiled. “That was our first kiss, even though we weren’t together.”

“Then your brother somehow saw us and pushed me into the grass.”

I paused. “Oh, yeah. And LaRon had to pull you off of him.”

“Exactly. Your brother never has, and he never will like me. Or accept the fact that we’re together- or that we were,” he finished, correcting himself.

“That may have been true, but I’m telling you, he really thinks you’re a nice guy now.”

“And he told you this himself?”

“Yeah.”

He chuckled. “If you say so.”

We sat in silence for a while and he ran his fingers through my hair, humming softly. He wasn’t aware; but a lot like Spec, he too gave subtle signs when he was displaying an emotion. Smiling to myself, I remembered how we used to sit like this at night and just talk. Even when he was on tour and took myself and Mj with him.

I sighed lowly. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't stop loving him. He was my first … and damn near everything I experienced was with him. Call me crazy, but I really couldn't deny it ... I was still in love. There was no way noone could change that.

He stopped humming and moved a few strands of my hair to the side, causing my heart to leap as he kissed my lips … using his tongue to massage mine.

I didn't move.

Nor did I stop him. I just sat there - overwhelmed.

It had been about a year and a half since Marcus and I were separated. And about the same length that we've been intimate on any level; so this came to me as a complete surprise. Even then, I had to admit ... he still had it. And ‘that’ part of me was loving every minute of it.

He stopped suddenly, moving back, and I found my heartbeat irregular and my breathing ragged. He looked at me; and like a kid being told his sins by his mother, he quickly stood up. “dammit ... I’m sorry, Kiery. I don’t even know why I did that.” He looked back at Mj and paused. He knew why.

I did too.

His Blackberry vibrated on his waist and he checked it, folding his lips. “I gotta go. I got a studio session and I’m already late.” He bent down to kiss my cheek and I placed my lips against his. “Stay.”

“What?” He searched my eyes, unsure of what I just requested.

“Stay. Spend the night with me,” I repeated.

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

He looked at me for a while and sighed. “I gotta go. I’ll talk to you later, aite?”

I didn’t respond and he got up and headed for the bedroom door.

“It’s something else, isn’t it? I mean, you don’t want this, do you?” He stopped and turned to face me.

“That’s not it, I want this more than anything. Just not in this way.”

“In what way?”

“This way,” he replied, pointing back and forth between us. “I don’t want this at the expense of our emotions.”

I looked up at him - confusion written all over my face. I truly had no idea what he was talking about.

He leaned against the door frame and stuck his hands into his pockets. “If I stay, we both know what’s going down … and I can’t get up in the morning and pretend it didn’t happen. I don’t want to.”

“I didn’t say that.”

“You don’t have to, I know you.” … “I mean, how many times have we done this before? When we were on that break that you said you wanted, and Drew died, we ended up like this. And even when I didn’t want to, you asked me to stay and I did. Shit happened that night and you pretended it never happened.”

“So did you,” I retorted. “You said you were fine with that.”

“Well, now I’m not.”

I kissed my teeth. “I really don’t get you, Marcus. I honestly don’t. Back then it was all rainbows and sunshines for you to sleep with me, but now it’s not?”

“Back then was different.”

“Different my ass. Back then when Drew died, at the time, we were separated and we still slept together. So what’s the difference between now and then?”

“Now, I don’t want to. The only reason you asked me to stay was because this nigga done fucked another chick and you wanna use me to get at him.”

I rose to my feet, “wait a minute, don’t get ahead of yourself. Cuz’ I didn’t tell you all of that.”

“You ain’t gotta tell me Shit, I already know.” He laughed an annoyed laugh and leaned off the frame. “I don’t even know why I’m doing this. I mean, why do I even try to get you to see things? You don’t get it, you never will.”

“No, I get it.” I grabbed his Black and Green Lacroste hoodie from the bed and threw it at him. “This isn’t about me, or us, or … what happened how many years ago. This is about you having some hidden agenda.”

“What? What the hell are you talking about?”

I crossed my arms. “You don’t really have a studio session, do you?”

He looked at me for a while. “Whatever, Kiery. I’ll talk to you later.”

“No, Marcus, answer the question. For once just be honest and be a man about your Shit, instead of-”

“Instead of what?” he asked, cutting me off.

“Instead of covering it up and telling me fuckery like, I don’t get it.”

“That’s because you don’t,” he commented.

“Yes, I do. I get it. Loud and clear,” I spat.

“No the fuck you don’t. If you did, you would understand why I don’t wanna’ stay instead of being pissed off about it.” … “If you had asked me this a couple months back or a year ago, I would have had no problem stayin’. Shit, you wouldn’t even have to ask me … but I’ve realized certain things, Kiery, and I wanna do more than just get in between your legs. I wanna do more than just fuck you, and you don’t seem to understand that. I never stopped loving you Kiery. Damn man every time I saw you with dude
It broke my heart piece by piece but i didnt let it show. Why..because I knew you wouldnt understand.”

His words hit my chest like a brick and I immediately saw it.

It was obvious -- had been all along.

We weren’t on the same level. I wanted someone to stay the night and he wanted something much more serious. damn.

He watched my deportment and shook his head, putting his hands up; as if surrendering. “You know what, I’m gone. I’ll talk to you later.” And with that said, he left.

I sat at the edge of my queen sized bed and stared at the door.

What exactly just happened?

“K, baby, you alright?”

I snapped out of my daze and looked Jessy in the eyes. “I don’t know,” I answered honestly. She moved toward me and sat gently on the bed, looking back at Mj. She draped her arm around my shoulders and placed her head against mine. “What happened? You guys had a fight?”

“I’m surprised you didn’t hear.”

“I tried, but you got some thick ass walls.”

I shook my head. “Typical.”

She laughed and pushed me playfully. “Whatever.” She snapped her fingers. “Oh, Shit, almost forgot. Spec came by while you were in here, but I told him you weren’t home. He said to call him, somethin’ about some benefit dinner.”

I kissed my teeth. “Whatever. Spec can kiss my ass.”

“I’m pretty sure he’s already done that, but, okay,” she replied.

I took her arm from my neck and shoved her, smiling. “That’s not funny.”

“Yes it is,” she laughed. “And I’m sure he’ll gladly do it again.”

“It’s a shame,” I spoke, sighing. “Why couldn’t he just be perfect?”

“Because, nobody’s perfect.”

“Yeah, but, why couldn’t he just be perfect enough not to cheat?”

I rested my head on her shoulder and she took my hand into hers.

“Some people come in your life for reasons, and others just come for seasons. The way I look at it is, sometimes we mix them up and hold on to the ones that are only supposed to be there for a season, while letting go of the ones that are there for a reason. And we can always tell who’s there for which because the ones we let go always keep coming back. And even though they’re deeply remorseful and they regret it every day of their lives, because of the mistakes they’ve made, we keep pushing them away.”

I raised my head and looked at her. “Are we still on the same subject?”

She chuckled. “All I’m saying is; there’s forgiving and forgetting, and then there’s forgiving, remembering, and still willing to give the person another chance.” … “That man loves you, Kiery. He’s so in love with you … what are you going to do about it?”

“But he cheated, Jess. ”

“I’m not talking about Spec,” she replied. The confusion on my face spoke loud enough and she sighed. “Okay, one more time for the slow group … Spectacular is here for a season. He did what he had to do, he played his part in your life, and now you need to let him go.” I opened my mouth to speak, but she cut me off. “Shut up and let me finish.” … “Yes, he wooed you, and swept you off your feet and all that; but it was all a front. Plus, from the inside looking out, I know things with him weren’t as they seemed to be.”

“Yeah, bu-”

“But nothing. What the hell are you still holding on to?”

“Marcus cheated too, Jessy. Twice.”

She rolled her eyes. “Y’all were on a god damn break, Kiery, and you did too.”

“Whatever.”

“No, it ain’t whatever. You never stopped loving Marcus and you know it.”

I sighed heavily. “What do you want me to do, Jessica?”

“It’s not what I want you to do. It’s what you know to be right.”

We both turned around as the phone lit up and I remembered I switched the mode to silent. I watched it light up a second time, and resumed my previous position. Whoever it was could leave a message. I was in no frame of mind to have a conversation.

“Now, if I know any better, that’s probably Marcus,” Jessica stated.

“Most likely,” I agreed.

But It wasn't

The machine beeped and my pre-recorded voice came on … “Hey, you’ve reached Kiery Jackson. Unfortunately, I’m not able to come to the phone right now, but leave a detailed message after the tone and I’ll get back to you as soon as possible.” Beep. “… Uh … Kiery, it’s Spec. Look, this is probably the third call this month you’ve missed from me. I guess you’re busy, right? Yeah. Um, look I heard about your company merge with Elite and I just wanted to wish you all the best, and … hope you’re doing good. Diamond said he spoke to you, and he said you’re alright so … I guess you are. … … I just wanted to clear some things up. You’re not picking up though. I guess you’re not in … I don’t wanna waste anymore of your time but I’m just calling to ask you to just let me explain; I mean, there’s always two sides to a story, right? … damn … I miss you, Kiery. I think about you every night. I’m sorry. I’ve been sorry. I really need to talk to you … … aite? … give me a call when you get this, hopefully we can work something out … … aite … I love yo-” Message Erased.

I looked over at Jessica and neither of us spoke.

I got up and exited my bedroom, proceeding towards the bathroom. I slowly pushed open the door and moved over to the large, vanity mirror, I stood face to face with just hours ago.

Staring at the round diamonds thoughtfully, I picked the box up off the counter and brought them up. Fingering them lightly as I locked them in the palm of my hand.

I wasn’t sure what I was going to do.

But I knew whatever I decided … was going to be a major turning point in my life.

[.] End of 17 [.]

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ANY IDEAS ON WHAT YOU THINK SHE FINNA DO
WHY DO YOU THINK MARCUS REALLY LEFT...


lol upps will add tonight or tmrw depend on what time i get home from tutoring

I dont think marcus left
for a booty call...lol
but he probably left to
handle some sort of business...
I don't know.

I hope him and Kiery work things
out and kick Spec to the curb.

She is in a love triangle and it sucks...

You have to add more ASAP

lol i know want her to leave spec to BUT.........................we will find out soon lol

but ima add half now so i aint otta type the other half later on