I plugged the address into my GPS and it led me to these expensive condos and gated communities. I was amazed at how he was living at such a young age, I mean, I was living like this but my parents worked for it, he's just starting and he getting paid like that?

I parked in the driveway and made my way to the front door with butterflies in my stomach. He opened the door on the second knock with a bright smile.

"Hey, wassup. Come on in," he greeted me. He stepped aside to let me into the house.

The house was huge and beautiful. Someone put some time into decorating this house.

"You have a beautiful home." I complemented.

"Thank you, I decorated it myself." He bragged.

"Now way," I said surprised.

"I sure did." He smiled from ear to ear.

He toured me around the house and we looked at his pictures and talked about ourselves. Before we knew it, we were done looking at everything he had to show me in the house and we plopped on the couch. I relaxed my feet that were killing me by now and continued to talk to Chris.I'm enjoying my stay.

"So, tell me. How did you end up with this beautiful house at 24?" I asked him.

"Well, If I told you. I would have to kill you." He smirked. I playfully punched him in the arm and he acted like it hurt.

"No, really." I said. "I wanna know your secret."

He sighed and went into deep thought before he spoke. "I can't tell you... Well at least, not right now. I don't feel comfortable talking about that."

I was confused on what he meant by that but I had to respect that. If you don't feel comfortable, dont do it. So, its my job to respect that and move on with the conversation.

"Okay, I understand." I considered the thought. It was an awkward silence for a moment and we avoided eye contact with each other while we thought.

"You wanna watch a movie?" He asked, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, sure." I smiled.

"Which one?" He asked.

"Umm, it doesn't matter. Put in your favorite. Let's see what you like." I suggested.

He smiled and looked through the stack of movies he had. He ended up putting in MY favorite, Poetic Justice.

"Don't tell me this is your favorite." I grinned.

"Yeah, why? What's wrong with it?" He said with a slight laugh.

"It's my favorite, too" I admitted.

"Yeah, right." He smirked.

"Im so serious, Chris." I said.

"You got taste." He smiled.

The movie was about to begin when he offered to go make popcorn and some drinks.

"No, Thank you. But can I have some water, please?" I asked.

"You can have whatever you want in here, But you tripping if you dont want no popcorn." He said going to get everything.

About 5 minutes later, he came back with a whole theatre kit and me a large cup of ice water.

"Thank you," I said.

"No problem." He said throwing some popcorn in his mouth and playing the movie.

As the movie played, I was nervous and couldnt get comfortable. My feet were sore from these heels and I was sitting like a statue with my legs crossed.

"Kami," Chris looked at me. "Whats wrong?"

"Nothing," I told him the half truth. He seen me trying to stretch but didnt get any satisfaction so he set the popcorn and stuff on the table and left to the kitchen to wash his hands.

He reached down at the floor and grabbed my foot.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I know what Im doing, chill." He said nonchalantly.

He removed my shoes and made me rest my feet on his lap. He put one foot in his hand.

"Eww, dont touch my feet, Chris!" I said.

"Ive done this over a thousand times, Kami. Im used go it." He chuckled. "I just want you to be comfortable, youve been wallking in heels all day. Just relax."

He began massaging my foot while we watched the movie. It honestly helped me loosen up alot. I almost fell asleep and you and I both know that I cant do that. Not only because its rude but my dreams are too vivid about him now and I wouldnt like him to find out. I wiggled my toes because it felt weird and he laughed.

"You're goofy" He said.

"It feels weird." I said wiggling my toes again.

We laughed and continued to watch the movie. Things were a peaceful quiet and he looked at me.

"Do you remember when you left for like a whole week from school" He asked.

"Yeah," I said remembering the horrible reason why and the fact that, that was the reason were weren't talking for all this time. "What about it?"

"We never talked about it," He placed my feet back onto his lap. "You said that you would tell me."

I took a deep breath and began to tell him everything that happened. My word is my bond. I have to tell him. He looked hurt himself and grabbed by hand for support as I spoke.

"I just gave up, and now I have to keep living for him. That's what Im going to do. My mom has been beyond depressed lately and I don't think it's going to get any better." I said.

"Kami," He said softly while pulling me in for a hug. He held me as I cried silently on his shoulder and he rubbed my back. "I'm so, so, so sorry. I didn't know otherwise I would have made sure I was there for you."

"It's okay, Im dealing with it." I said.

"We can deal with it together." He said still holding me.

"I don't want to be a burden." I mumbled.

He pulled apart from me and held my face in his hands gazing into my eyes.

"Never. Look, I'll make a promise with you." He smiled and crossed his legs facing towards me on the couch and he did the same. "I promise, to always be your shoulder to cry on, your ear to speak to, your diary to vent to, and your friend to keep. Only If, you promise to do the same."

"Pinky swear?" I said holding out my pinky.

"Pinky swear." He said with a smile and connecting our two pinkys.