Tahani's Reality (Urban)

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•Tahani Lowars•
"Hani"

"Then he....he kissed me." I explain to her trying not to cry.

"Well," she sighs passing me a cup of coffee. "Did you kiss him back?"

"No I basically flipped out on him." I realized afterwards that he didn't deserve me being so mad at him. I didn't even notice that I'm probably the first and only woman he's ever told those things to and in the moment he probably felt vulnerable and connected to me. But just like that I knocked him down for it and probably made him never want to again.

"Damn." Naomi shakes her head taking a seat at the kitchen table in the seat across from me.  "Maybe you should just talk to him."

"What happened to don't let him play me?" I remind her.

She laughs. "Baby a hood nigga in a business like this don't open up. And if they do only person they putting at risk of playing is themself. Trust this."

"And lemme tell you this," she teaches over grabbing my hand. "Ain't nothing wrong with doing anything with that man whether it's kissing or more. You gone hold yourself off for the rest of your life? Cause Niecy he ain't coming back."

"I know." I whisper looking down at my hands. "I know." I repeat.

•Miguel Garcia•

I sigh putting my arm over my face I lean into my bed and pillows. "Yeah wassup?" Serg voice says.

I speak into my phone. "She not trynna marry me. But fuck allat, her birthday in three months and I got this whole plan planned out." My mind goes crazy the more and more I think about it.

"What's the plan?"

"I convince her to let me take her on a trip out of town to the Islands. Everybody's gone be there everybody but her family. Soon as it hit 12 and it's her birthday we gone kill her. Then leave her ass on that Island. We gone send a anonymous call saying that Tahani in a completely different place across the world. Then while their gone looking for her will wipe all the accounts and they company for every dime they got." I smirk to myself. Remembering how she treated me when I fucked up and kissed her. I told her some shit I ain't never told nobody. Damn near trusted her with one of my memories I thought I'd take to the grave. And for her to call it a "sob story" or whatever the fuck she said that messed with me.

"Shit," he laughs. "That's kinda cruel. Thought you was starting to really be cool with shorty."

"Nah fuck her." As if on cue my door bell sounds throughout the house. I sigh. "I'll call you back." I hang up getting up I make my way down the steps.

"Who is it?!" I yell when I don't hear nothing on the other end I reach for my gun that's hidden under the couch cushion. I tuck it in my shorts as I make my way towards the front door. When I yank it open I'm surprised to see Tahani on the other end.

I look around her in confusion. "Fuck is you doing out here late? Not to mention by yourself. Don't you know something could happen to you?" I question her with a mug on my face.

She smacks her lips as she brushes by me. "I didn't know you cared so much." There's amusement in her tone.

"Yeah because if something happen to you then how will I get my apology?" I joke right back at her closing my door behind her. I peep that she's wearing a long sleeve comfortable cotton shirt with some black leggings and some Ugg slides. She looks real good not gone lie. The way her hips curve in those leggings, how her titties sit up in that shirt, and how he hair falls over her forehead. Only thing on display being a little bit of her eyes, her button nose and those plump lips.