his love, his touch, his tesoro

1- his love

Ezylnn
   Tears now flowing off my face dripping now on to the book. I slowly stand up sniffing away the tears that already took upon themselves to start drying and walk up to Barnes and Nobles registering area. 

  "Hey Daniel, how's the new baby?" I ask while he's checking out my books.

 "Ezzy this is the third time this week you've cried reading books. Are you okay" Daniel questioned while laughing

  "SHUT up dummy" I chuckle while walking out

"I love you too" he yells.

 "I KNOW" I yell back pushing open the door ready to get home and sleep.

-apartment
"I'm home" I exclaim while opening the door. I live with my bestfriend aka ride or die. 

"IM IN HERE BITCH" walking out of the kitchen to hug me. 

"We are going to the club tonight bestie"

 "why" 

 "I GOT IN TO UCLA MED SCHOOL"

 "NO FUCKING WAY" 

 I'm so proud of her. I'm really am really happy for her. It's just I hate going to the club, it smells of sex and a lot of creepy men touching others for no reason. It's celebration for my bestie so I'll go and be positive about it I guess. 

"Well what are waiting for?" I exclaim

Like I said clubs smell like sex and pee. I had to stay sober so I could keep a close eye on Ella just because I know how she is.

 I make my way to the bar to settle down .

 "hey, may I please get a sprite?" I ask the bartender. 

" Coming right up , you know you're pretty but your little to black for my liking." 

"thank you ig."  I cringe at the sentence I just heard

 I would've said something but at that moment I was tired.  At that moment,  I didn't care. I mean it wasn't the first time that happened anyways.

 After chugging my drink down, I walk away trying to figure out where the bathroom was.

 I bump into someone. I looked up and it was a fine ass dude I'm not even going to lie. For a minute I thought  of a future of us until he opened his mouth

 "Move fucking fat ass bitch."

Damn that kind of hurted.

After just sitting at the bar playing with my hands.

 I felt someone watching me, I looked around and look him straight in the eye. He didn't stop looking at me, just staring at my soul.

 I'm so tired right now so who better to take anger on than him.

 I jumped from my seat pulling down my dress that had rode up a little bit and made my direction straight for the only other person staring at him. 

He was in the vip area but it didn't matter because I was going to hit him hard verbally.

" listen bitch, stop looking at me. Just stop it or wouldn't like how I would react and  I got these hands that I'm not afraid to use dummy. I hope you choke on that drink your drinking." 

He smirks spitting on the ice cube that in his mouth onto his cup making the glass clink. Placing his drink on the table he stands up towering over me. He closes off the space in between us as if there was no such thing such as privacy.  He brings his mouth near my ear. I swear I felt his tongue for a minute.