Chapter 9: Throw it Away Manhattan, New York February 13th, 10:32 am
How you gonna throw it away? How you gonna sit and act like it was nothin'?
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Fixing up her jacket over her arms, Maleah rubbed her lips together to smooth out her lip gloss. She glanced around to make sure she had everything, in no rush at all, but just needing to double check that she was good to go. Her dark shades covered the eyes of her light beat face. Not having all that much time to really do much of anything when it came to getting herself together, not that she even needed to since she still looked good with minimal effort put in.
"Wh- what are you doing?" She heard the woman in the bed behind her groan, her body trying to sit up but she couldn't. The aftermath of what occurred the previous night taking over her body like a storm, Maleah a little confused as to why considering she was really the one getting fucked. But she asked no questions, not having a lot of time for small talk since she had places to be.
"Leaving." She smiled brightly, her eyes never coming off from the mirror that she stood in front of. She could hear the sound of scrambled shuffling in the bed behind her, causing her to roll her eyes in annoyance since she just wanted to go without any issue. Her original plan was to just leave out without saying a thing, but it was clear that wouldn't be possible anymore with the other person awake.
"But why...you didn't like what we did last night?" She could hear a small British accent coming from the girl, heightening her curiosity as to where she was from, but she didn't care that much to actually ask the question. Maleah reaching over to grab her purse that she arrived with the night before after the club.
"It wasn't the best I've had...but it was something." She smiled, reaching into her back pocket to grab her phone. She could see out of the top of her shades that the girl in front of her visibly sulked, feeling bad that for her first lesbian experience she wasn't able to provide in ways she thought she would have. "Cheer up, it wasn't that terrible, just not call back worthy. But have an amazing day, it was nice." Maleah waved, not allowing for the girl to say anything else before making her way out of the room.
Fixing the chains around her neck, she tried her best to remember where exactly they went last night to make it to the room. She was blanking a little bit, but it wasn't all that hard to make her way down the stairs and towards the front door that was right through the dining room. Maleah not taking another glance back before exiting out of the unknown woman's house.
She felt good to finally be back doing what she felt she did best, not even realizing how badly she'd changed in such a short span of time once giving her body up to Chris. She wasn't used to strictly allowing one person to have her, lying on the phone when Jazlyn asked if he was the only one at that time because he really was. She didn't know why she was allowing him to be the only person pleasing her, but it just came naturally for her. He fulfilled every need that she could have possibly asked of, everything about him throwing her completely off course since the first night they spent together in that hotel bedroom.
