Tyla's POV
I just stood in the middle of McDonald's shocked. I looked at Kendrick as if I saw a ghost.
"I feel so bad for you," I said with a fake frown on my face. "Why didn't you tell me this information."
"Well I didn't think it was that important at the moment," Kendrick says with a shrug.
"Whatever." I look back to see that I'm first in line. I order my food and go for my wallet. Kendrick stops me and insists he pays for my food. Now this is the part where I should tell him that I could pay for it, but who wants to turn down free food? I just nod and smile, thanking him.
I grab my food and sit down at an empty, tall, two chaired table. I take a sip of my McFlurry, waiting for Kendrick.
I pop my right ear bud in and turn on Adorn by Miguel.
"Baby these lips, can't wait to taste your skin," I sing under my breath.
"Damn Ma," I hear someone say. I look up and guess who I see. Brandon. I just roll my eyes. "You gon' give me a boner just by listenin' to ya' voice." I just blankly stare at him. Okay, okay. Maybe I do have a secret talent, which happens to be singing, but now my secret has been uncovered by this arrogant nigga.
"Just go back to where you came from and let me eat in peace." I take a big bite of my burger. People might say it was "unladylike" of me, but who gives a fuck? Not I.
I look up to see Brandon still there. I would cuss him out if my mouth wasn't filled with a bacon cheeseburger. I just glared at him while he sat down on the chair across from me. When I finally swallowed my food, Brandon began to talk.
"So Ma, there's this party tonight I was wonderin' if you wanted to come with me."
"Nah B. I don't even want to be seen with you in McDonald's."
He just chuckles and puts his hand on my thigh under the table, making me squirm.
"What are you doing," I whisper-shout at him.
"Just lettin' ya' know that I'm picking you up at 8 o'clock." He said with a smirk. I just roll my eyes.
"Sure. You can't make me come to the party. You're not my father."
"But you gon' be callin' me Daddy in a lil' while if you keep playing."
I just laugh dryly. "Try me."
"Ight Ma. Just remember, you said it, not me," he says while sliding his hand higher up my inner thigh.
"Aye, chill!" I exclaimed, jumping out of my chair. By now, everybody's looking at me. I just blush and scurry off to another table. Like the stubborn little piece of shit he is, Brandon comes following behind me like a lost puppy. He sits across from me again with a smirk still plastered on his face.
"You really thought you was gunna get away from me, Ma?" He asked putting his hand on my thigh again.
"Okay, okay. I'll go to the damn party. Now stop touching me!"
Brandon just chuckled lowly. "Wear something sexy because your my date."
"I wear what I want. And I'm not even your friend, let alone your date. Bitch bye!" I stand up and throw my food away, looking around for Kendrick.
"If you looking fo' luh bro, he left with his lil' bitch Camille."
Really nigga. He left me. Alone. With this douchebag! I just shake my head and stomp out of the fast food restaurant with Brandon hot on my feet. He walks me all the way home and stops me before I can go inside.
"What do you want, B?" I glare at him.
"I walked you home, don't I get a reward?" He asks while puckering his full, plump, pi- Shut up Tyla.
"Wow! you rode my dick all the way home. Good job! Do you want a pat on the back?" I ask sarcastically and roll my eyes, unlocking the door and stepping inside, slamming the door in his face with a loud bang. Luckily, my mom wasn't home. Is tripped off my clothes and took a long, hot, steamy shower. When I finished showering up, I shaved my body so I was as hairless as a razor can get me. I wrapped a towel around my body and walked out of the bathroom. I changed into my pajamas.
I have a full 4 hours before I had to leave for the party. I could take a quick nap, right? I pop in my headphones and fall asleep to Drunk Texting by Chris Brown and Jheno Aiko.
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Hola! I've been real busy with school 😒 so yea that's why I'm updating so late. Hope this is long enough for you. Goodnight loves ✌️😘
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