ARIANA
"Ma'?" He touched my shoulder.
"Just go Marc." I didn't even feel like calling out his name.
"Come on now RiRi don't be like that."
"Like what? Like I'm tired of coming second to you. Like I'm tired of giving you my all and only get half in return. Just go and act all happy when you and I both know you're not. Go and act like none of this ever happened when you and I both know what went down."
"Look I'm sorry but I gotta go. I'll hitchu' up later aight." He said peckimg my nape.
I didn't even respond I just waited until I heard the front door close to indicate that he was gone. Gone back home. The home that he shared with his girlfriend of five years. I should have known that this was gon' happen after all it's what's been happening for the past three years. He'd get to arguing with his girl, some shit would go down then he'd be on my door step begging for some attention. It was just like a cycle, a routine that I knew all too well.
I never in a billion years thought that I would ever be in a situation like this. I was never the person to come between someone's relationship. Call me a side chick, a side-piece or whatever but one thing you'll never be able to call me and that's a hoe. See I've only been with one guy in my whole entire life and that's Marcus Da'quan Reynolds. He was my first everything. My first friend since as long as I could remember, my first crush, my first kiss, my first boyfriend and my first and only body count so far. I don't know if it's because of our friendship but we were always open to each other. Talking came natural for us so three years ago when Marcus and Kim started having problems I was the first person he came to for advice and he was the first person I went to for advice when I started having relationship troubles also. Neither of us expected this to start of into an affair but after a few months of late night talks on my living room couch and a few drinks to lift our spirits one thing lead to a next and things just happen.
MARCUS
Shit I didn't mean to make shawty mad its just that I just had to go and make things right with Kim. It's not that I love Ariana any less its just that Kim's the one I share a house with the one imma see everyday off the week because she's living up in my crib. I can't just put her out because despite all the problems we facing I still got love for her and a part of me wants things to work out between us. Kim's smart, beautiful, all in all a perfect housewife she has high standards for certain things but I guess that's how you are when you live a very privileged lifestyle. Kim never wanted for anything growing up as her parents made it a point of their duty to provide for her every want and need.
Another part of me wants to start fresh with Ariana. You know pick up where we left off, build on that, drama free. See Ria now she's different, see Ria's got beauty and brains. She's not just book smart but street smart also and that's the type of girl I need for this lifestyle I live. When you a hustler you always gotta have your guards up, be aware of your surrounding and the people in it. Sometimes you're forced to make certain decisions asap, sometimes under a lot of pressure and you can't let nothing crack you or get in your way of the decision you need to make. I need someone I know would be there for me every step of the way and always be ready to ride for me, hold me down or bail my ass out if I get snatched up by the feds. I guess being born and raised in the projects Ria fits this criteria. She's stuborrun as hell but very determined.
I pulled up in my drive way then made my way out the car and up the pathway towards the house.
I placed my key in the dead bolt lock and held my breath as I began opening the door.
"Aye baby. I'm home?" I called out but got no answer.
"Bae, where you at?" I called out again but still didn't get an answer. I jogged up the stairs then walked over to the master bedroom door.
The door was ajar so I peeped inside only to realize that the room was empty. I walked inside fully where I heared the faint sound of water. I walked over to the ensuit master bathroom. I slipped inside the bathroom unnoticed as the water cut off. Kim stretched her hand outside the foggy glass shower and grabbed her plush white towel as she sang her favorite song.
She had a really great rythme and melody going but she could use a little voice training. She wasn't an awfully bad singer but she wasn't no Whitney Huston either.
"Ahhh! Babe you startled me." Kim shouted after stepping out of the shower.
I watched as she wrapped the towel around her wet body. She looked amazing; I don't know if it was from the droplets of water dripping down her mocha complexion, the way that her sleek, wet, jet black hair cascaded down past her shoulders or the way that all the steam from the shower created a misty scene between us but she was looking irrisistable and maybe if were weren't mad with each other right now I would probably have her doing all types of tricks in all different types of position in all the different places we could get it in, in the bathroom right now.
I bit my lip unconsciously in attempts to calm my growing erection. I know its bad to want to have sex with Kim right now knowing that I just left the house of another girl that I had just finished having sex with but I'm just a man and I can't help it.
"Damn, sorry 'bout that. I ain't mean to scare you like that ma'."
"Yeah that's OK." She held her head down as she rushed passed me. I followed her into the bedroom. I stood with my back leaned against the ensuit bathroom door frame.
She continued to get dress as I watched. She slid her black lace panty up her smooth legs then hooked her matching black bra. She looked over her shoulder and caught me staring. All I could do was smile in embarrassment knowing that she would probably do the same. Instead of smiling as I thought she would she scoffed and rolled her eyes.
" So you not gon' say nothin'?" I spoke harshly, a little harsher than I expected it to come out but I was tired of standing in silence for so long.
"I'm tired of fighting with you Marcus." Kim began turning her back to me so she could continue getting dressed.
" Shit I'm tired of fighting too but you don't make this shit any easier for me."
" What am I supposed to do Marcus be OK with you being out in the street all hours of the day doing God knows what! If that's what I'm supposed to do then I'm not. I Don't want you putting yourself in danger Marcus, These streets don't love you like I do and I'm not about to lose you!" She ranted shedding a few tears as she bit her lip to stop it from quivering.
"And your not gonna. I Marcus Da'quan Reynolds ain't going no where, imma be right here witchu'. Forevever and always," I caressed her cheek, "I just need you to toughen up and ride for me." I said closing the space in between us. "Can you do that for me baby. Can you ride?" I said smirking. It didn't take a rocket scientist to realize what I was hinting at. Kim smirked in return before I captured her lips into mine.
"How about I take you out tonight...just the two of us. I miss having fun with my baby" I said between kisses.
"Mhm I like the sound of that." She mumbled against my lips.
"You know what I like the sound of." I said smuttly before lifting kim of the floor and almost instinctively her lags wrapped tightly around me while she gigled uncontrollably.
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