Pieces of Me Pua Ramona (read me a book txt) 📖

“She’s looking more like you the older she gets, Sis” Luka says while grabbing one of the biggest suitcases full of my prized possessions, books that were gifts from dad that make me feel closer to him, not clothes. “What the fuck do you have in here? Don’t tell me it’s books, Sis, because I’ll drag this shit inside,” he says looking like he’s irritated, but I know he’s just being an ass.

“I have clothes in there too, Luka, dang” I say while I grab the rest of our stuff.

“Well, I hope you’re ready to see everyone. I know for a fact Megan is excited to see you”, he chuckles.

I slow down and walk beside him. “Speaking of, where is she? I figured she would have been the first one to bombard me when I got here.”

“She had to cover for one of her coworkers so she’s working the graveyard shift. She said she’ll be coming here after she gets off work though Sis.”

We make it to the front door, and I hear nothing but laughing and singing. Thoughts fill my head about good it is to hear something that isn’t the sound of my crying from a broken heart.

I see my mama and I bypass everyone else in the room, heading straight for her. She folds me into her arms and as I breathe her in she whispers, “It’s okay sweetie. I know you’re still hurting but I promise you, your heart will be whole again. I’m so happy your home Sina.”

For the first time since I left home, I acknowledge that I’m not fine and that I’ve foolishly convinced myself that I’ve moved on. When really all I’ve done is bury the past, layering up the reasons deep in the back of my mind of why I left.

Chapter Two

Eli

Is that who I think it is? No way - last I heard she never came back after she moved away. I turn again so I can get a better look. Shit! It is her. I can’t believe the way I feel seeing her stand across the way from me. I try moving my feet, but they seem to be glued to the ground. I know she can feel me staring at the back of her head because she stops and looks over her shoulder, scanning the space around her. I step back before she can see me and use a rack of chips to hide behind. Fuck. Smooth Eli. Smooth.

I can’t hear what she’s saying to the little girl that’s waving a candy bar at her because I’m trying to make a quick exit before anyone notices me and my dumbstruck ass. The universe has other plans though because as I’m making my way out, I feel a tiny body walk right into me, slamming against my chest.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you there.” Her voice is soft and quiet as she studies the floor.

A normal person would try moving around her but I think I may have stopped breathing, and give her my best statue impression. Right in front of me is the girl who I had such a crush on back in high school. She wasn’t one of those popular girls, but she was friends with everyone. We had almost every class together from freshman year straight through to senior year. I’ve always noticed her, but she never saw me. Shit, it didn’t help that she was dating the popular guy in high school who played every fucking sport too. Yeah, so what? I hated the guy. I never knew what she saw in the asshole, but they were the “It” couple. I personally thought she was too good for him, yeah, fuck that guy.

But, back to the gorgeous little button whose eyes keep flicking up to stare right into my soul before refocusing on her shoes.  I mean everyone loved her. Who didn’t? She always had the prettiest and genuine smile that you knew was real. And on days when she looked sad, her smile was there even if it didn’t reach her eyes. Don't even get me started on her pretty brown almond shaped eyes with long lashes that I’m sure gives amazing butterfly kisses. She still has the same long black wavy hair, with skin so brown that it compliments the color of her eyes. The years she's been gone have perfected her hourglass figure. From the curves of her breasts, to her waist that’s thick enough to hold on to. I’m sure her ass is still just as amazing as before too. Just thinking about all of her is making me hard below the fucking waist.

Wait, what the fuck am I even saying? Butterfly kisses? Where the hell did that come from? If the guys knew what the hell I was thinking they’d probably kick my ass. Shit, I’d kick my own ass. Fuck, Eli get a hold of yourself asshole. I can feel her eyes on me and all I want to do is grab her and kiss the shit out of her mouth. Damn, chill out man she probably thinks I’m a damn creep for just standing here with my tongue hanging out. “Get your shit together'' I mutter a little too quiet for the cashier to hear.

I knew she was short but damn she’s so tiny. It’s starting to get a little too awkward with us both just standing here, so I keep my cool and ask “Are you okay?”

She swallows hard and looks up at me and says, “Yeah, I’m okay, bye.”

I step to the side a little so she can walk past me …. wait, did she just sniff me? I try not making it too obvious that I heard her because I don’t want to embarrass the gorgeous little button. Sure enough I’m right, she was definitely smelling me. I chuckle silently as I watch her walk back to the car with