MALIYAH TIJJANI.
I didn't know what time it was, but I knew that last night was one of the best nights of my life. My body was sore and I slept without my bonnet on, but it felt- wait a minute.
Wait a damn minute.
Reality hit me, and I jerked up from the pillow, looking at my surroundings. Cameron was knocked out, and he had his arm across my stomach. I reached for my phone, and checked the time.
12:46 PM.
I had seven missed calls from my mom, fifty-four texts from Mariama, twenty texts from Faevi, and one good morning text from Bilal, confirming if we were still meeting for brunch today.
Shit. Brunch.
I quickly text Bilal back, confirming our date for today, and he says he'll be at my room in thirty minutes.
SHIT. Thirty fucking minutes?
I pinch and remove Cameron's heavy ass arm from my body, praying he didn't wake up. He shifted a bit, and I quickly placed the pillow under his arm where my body was, and he quickly fell back asleep.
Phew.
I headed down the hall and into the elevator in nothing but Cam's t-shirt, and did the walk of shame into my room.
I found Naomi and Levi in bed together. In the same exact position Cameron and I were in.
Whoa.
I wonder if Faevi knows.
I wonder if Camer- ew Cameron fucked this bitch too!
Well we don't know that for sure...
No time for that bitch go get ready!
I quickly brushed my teeth while the shower heated up. I got in, scrubbing the smell of sex off of my body.
Man did I miss my loofah, my body wash, and my entire skincare products. I have got to teach Cameron to get off of that 3-in-1 shit.
Teach? He is a grown ass man.
We not teaching him shit.
Yall are being mean.
What's mean is that 3-in-1 shit.
I dried myself off, applied lotion and slipped on a strapless sundress. No bra or panties. I then looked at the real problem: my hair.
Thankfully, Athena's glue and installation skills saved my life. I had to text her later.
I brought my hot comb and flat iron, and began flat ironing my hair. I applied some lip liner and lip gloss, and threw that in my mini brown purse, which matched the dress.
I also spritzed some perfume on, and threw that in my purse as well.
I exited the bathroom, searching for my shoes. Naomi and Levi were still slumpt, and I got a text from Bilal saying he was outside.
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Weak. (18+)
General Fiction20-year-old university student Maliyah Tijjani is independent and fierce, yet damaged. She's been damaged for many years of her life and she is trying her best not to bring her past traumas into her new profound freedom. She avoids dating to maintai...