Fallen by Quiana Page A

stained. Dust sprinkled most of the furniture aside from the sofas which were covered with plastic, and a bar area in the dining room had already been set into place. Kai must’ve heard the echo from my shoes walking around the living room causing him to rush down the stairs to see who his visitor was. I turned around to see the look of relief on his face at the sight of me. He opened his arms wide and I rushed in like a little boy happy to see his mommy. Kai softened me up with a kiss on cheek.

    “Hey baby,” He whispered into my ear. “nice to see you too.”

    “Hey” I puled back and gave him an adoring look, I could barely get the same words out of my mouth. I was in awe and extremely excited to be in his arms.

    Now I was being foolish I know. We barely communicated prior to today but why would we need too? We had already passed the point of meet and greet and I already knew what I wanted. Kai’s dry muscular hands clutched mines and lead me up the dusty halway. I could hear every creek and thump as my feet landed on al thirteen of the unfinished hardwood steps. Almost as if my senses were coming alive, I took a deep breath to calm myself down. The situation was becoming surreal and my body was truly fading away into fantasy. Even the smels grew more intense as I folowed to the front bedroom. Smels of incense mixed with sawed wood filed my lungs creating a new scent to engage in. I could hear the TV on. It sounded like some sports network, and the channel became clearer as I got closer. Highlights on ESPN from the basketbal game the night before, were shouted throughout the room due to the television’s volume being turned al the way up.

    Entering Kai’s bedroom took me back to my own home. His room had the feel of a colege apartment. Clothes thrown everywhere, empty soda cans on the dresser, an unmade bed with mix matched bedding; this was the room of a boy.

    “You can sit on the bed.”

    “Oh okay.” I shot a half grin. Not wanting to show my age or how uncomfortable I was, I scooted his Vibe magazine colection over to the edge of the bed and softly sat on the lower corner. I smiled as Kai quickly scrambled around the room in efforts to straighten but it was clearly too late. He sat down next to me putting both of us at ease. Reaching for this TV stand he picked up a blunt and lit it. Now the incense aroma made sense. I watched him in silence as he inhaled the weed smoke and slowly exhaled. After a few puffs he turned to me.

    “You smoking?” his tone was so suggestive that I didn’t want to say no. Who was I to act above the situation at this point?

    “Yup”

    I was so tense that al I could do is have an awkward smile on my face as I took the weed from his fingers and put them into my own.
    Now of course I’ve smoked weed before, what grown person hadn’t? It had just been so long I didn’t want to embarrass myself with excessive coughing.

    “You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I was just asking, some older women stil smoke weed.”

    “Why would you say that?” I was completely offended by his words but tried my hardest not to react . Some older women still smoke weed. How dare he try to put me in the same category as his mother?

    “I was just saying…”

    “You think I’m a folower? Because I’m not.”

    I wanted to smoke so that I could feel the way I needed to feel to have sex with him. So I could stop trying to decide on my actions and let my body decide for me. I took a light puff of the smoke and let it back out. I took another puff and felt the strong smoke enter my nostrils and seep into my chest. It created whirlwind circles inside my body and I could feel it passing through. Blowing the smoke back out, my eyes lit up remembering this feeling from the past. I slid further back on the bed and blew a few more puffs and passed it back to Kai.

    The drug takeover my body and I was entirely relaxed. Not wanting to overdo it, I refused to inhale anymore of it when he