Laura almost screamed until she saw who it was that grabbed her.
“Jesus, you almost gave me a heart attack!” Laura said hitting her assailant on the arm. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
Javon looked at Laura with a face that was supposed to frighten her but she wasn’t paying it.
“And why the fuck are you here?” Laura asked.
“I should be asking you what the fuck you doing?” Javon said showing off his anger. “I hear you rolling around town with a nigga in his car. Then I come to check on you and I see you coming out of some dude’s car like you just came from the spring dance or something. You were all smiles and shit. You lucky I didn’t run up on you and homeboy.”
Laura laughed. “Are you serious?”
“What’s so fucking funny?” Javon was hurt. “You’re running around giving my good good away.”
Laura laughed again. “First of all, you are not my man and this is not your good good. Second of all, I’m a grown ass woman that can do what I please. As I recall, you cared more about the game coming on than my goodies. And like I told you I got a real nigga to take care of me.”
Javon grabbed Laura’s arm. “You think this is a game, bitch?”
Laura looked at Javon. She knew he was high which was just about normal for him but there was something else in his eyes. Laura didn’t laugh a third time.
“Look, you need to let go of my arm,” Laura said. “You’re hurting me.”
“I don’t give a fuck about hurting you,” Javon said squeezing her arm tighter. “You out there hoeing. You lucky I don’t murk you right now, slut. Now who’s the nigga you’ve been riding with?”
“Let go off my arm,” Laura repeated.
Javon pretended not to hear her. “I told you to tell me who you’ve been giving my goods too. Those lips are meant to only be wrapped around this dick.”
Laura looked at Javon like he had three heads. Javon was talking crazy and acting violent. Laura now believed he had more than just weed.
“Let go off my arm,” Laura was trying to hold back the little bit of fear Javon was now causing her.
“This is not a game, hoe,” Javon said inching his face towards her. “I will make you lick my balls right here and shoot you in the head afterwards.”
“If you are so tough, why didn’t you ask the dude that dropped me off?” Laura was getting nervous but she would be damn if she let Javon intimidate her.
Javon look puzzled by that remark. Laura used that moment of confusion to push Javon off her. Javon stumbled and fell to the ground.
Laura rushed to her front door. Since she still had her house keys in her hand, she fidgeted a little to get the door open. Laura managed to finally open the door as Javon tried to get up. Laura rushed in and slammed the door behind her. She locked all the locks on the door and stood with her back to the door.
Her mother came out of the bathroom wiping her hands on a towel.
“What the hell is all that racket?” She asked as she looked at a frightened Laura with her back to the front door.
Laura’s mother heard loud banging coming from the outside of the door along with a male cursing and calling out Laura’s name.
“Don’t tell me you brought another one of your fast ass boys here?” Laura’s mother asked with a tired look on her face.
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Thot Stamp
Roman pour AdolescentsLaura Divine can be described in one word. THOT. She's the pleasure box of the hood and is proud of it. But what happens when she is forced to start making decision because now someone else will start paying for her actions. Would she quit her ways...