Youngin' Blues: The Story of Reed and RaKeem Read Online Free Page B

Deciding to text him, she pulled the phone from her ear and disconnected the call.
    She texted two question marks, and waited for a reply. Instantly, she saw that he’d read her message. The read receipt had given her the notion. Next, the three dots popped up, and KinZu waited impatiently for a response. Seconds later, the bubble with the dots disappeared.
    “Hmph.” KinZu’s shoulders slummed.
    She repeated her text, sending two more question marks. This time, he didn’t bother reading or responding. KinZu was saddened, immediately. Blowing out a frustrated sigh, KinZu tried to control the nerves that had began to run haywire. Tapping her phone against her leg, she tried to reason with herself. Guessing that Jonathan had gotten tied up momentarily, she waited another ten minutes before calling Jonathan back.
    “Dammit, Jonathan. You always do this!” she yelled, throwing her phone back on the bed. “Why?” she questioned.
    Feeling defeated, she pulled the chic top over her head. Next, she stood and pulled the skirt from her waist. Laying them both on Reed’s bed, neatly, she remained thoughtful of the fact that Jonathan would probably just be late. Keeping her face painted on, she laid across her bed and logged into her Facebook before following up with Instagram.
    Devastation crossed KinZu’s beautiful face as she stared at a photo taken just minutes prior. Rachel Gregory stood in front of a full sized mirror with brass trimming and gold highlights. Her left hand was on her hip as she puckered her lips with her head tilted. Happiness was written all over her demeanor as she snapped the image. It wasn’t her that bugged KinZu, but her surroundings.
    Seemingly, she was inside of Jonathan’s bedroom. KinZu had been enough times to remember the entire space, vividly. Continuing to stare, she recognized the white laundry basket in the corner. Also, she noticed the food and water bowl of Chino, Jonathan’s bull dog. Closing her eyes, KinZu rubbed her hands over her face, hoping that when she looked at the picture once more, the surroundings would change. To her dismay, everything remained the same.
    Overwhelmed with emotions, she took a screenshot of the photo and sent it to Jonathan. Not bothering to wait for a reply, she stood. Grabbing a few facial wipes, KinZu stood at the mirror on the wall opposite of her bed and began to remove her makeup. She tried holding back, but the tears came.
    Even under the thin layers of makeup, KinZu was flawless. She hadn’t needed it one bit, but she preferred to add the slight confidence booster anyway. She’d wanted to look extra special for Jonathan, and he’d stood her up once more. As time passed, it was more of the same thing with him. His neglectful ways were of habit, now. They were leaving KinZu to question all that she was attempting to build with him.
    “I just don’t understand.”
     
    She spoke to no one, but herself. Not searching for a response, she shook her head. Men could be so unbelievably selfish. While KinZu was waiting patiently for his arrival, he was home ignoring her –while entertaining someone else.
    Rachel Gregory was one of the campus sluts. Being that she was a very attractive girl, she gained most of the athlete’s attention. Whereas others knew that all attention wasn’t good attention, Rachel soaked it up. She’d dated numerous players, both basketball and football. Jonathan was her latest.
    Once KinZu was satisfied with the cleanliness of her skin, she oiled it down. The moisture that had been removed with the routine that she’d maintained over the past few years, KinZu needed to replace it. Her smooth dark skin was instantly refreshed and feeling much better. However, she was still in a funk about the image that she’d saw.
    Logging back onto Instagram, KinZu found the photo and double tapped, liking it. Sure that Rachel and her cattiness would lead to her telling Jonathan. It was the only reason KinZu dabbled in her games. She was