𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐳 - dre's house.
i was currently laying down on the floor watching my favorite movie "Atl" with jaxson.
after seeing his groupchat messages, i've been taking a little more cautiousness when he's angry.
yes jaxson was a total sweetheart but, when he's angry it feels like you're on a 1 on 1 with the devil.
he had no control over his actions or words nor did he care about the stuff he does when he's mad.
"jaxson."
"jax."
"dre.."
"DEANDRE!." i yelled in his ear.
"why you calling me that shit for?". he asked while mugging me.
"your phone's ringing, that's why." i mugged back.
"stop with your attitude shit marie, don't play with me, i'll fuck you up real quick." he said sternly.
fuck me up then lil daddy 😏.
"oh fr?." he whispered in my ear bringing my body closer to his.
"i thought i said that shit in my head." i said feeling embarrassed.
"well you didn't ma." he told me smirking. "but you ain't ready yet shawty, i'll fuck up yo whole walk."
without hesitation i kissed him.
we always flirted a lot but this was one of the time it ever got serious or even close to me kissing him anywhere else but the lips.
it took him a while but he eventually kissed me back adding in tongue.
we switched positions and i was now on top of him face to face.
i couldn't even explain to anybody how i've been waiting for this moment since 6th grade.
and now it was finally happening, instead of in my dreams.
we stayed on the floor aggressively but passionately kissing each other until he pulled away.
"ight, that's enough of that. " he said standing up.
"but whyyy?" i asked whiningly. "you claim you want me forreal but don't do anything to make me feel wanted, stop playing with my feelings."
"aisha don't start this shit. i want you more than just sex and your body. i want you for your personality, character and love."
"just because i don't wanna take shit too far before we've established a title doesn't mean i don't want you as much as you want me."
"you already know i like yo lil ass, so don't say no bullshit like that. "
"i want you in my life mama, but let's take things slow." he concluded kissing my forehead.
"ok you're right, i apologize." i said hugging him. "your phone is still ringing tho."
"and i know exactly who the hell it is but i ain't answering shit."
"but what if that is your baby." i muttered silently. "at least try to make an effort into this because you still had unprotected sex with her wether you like it or not, so half of this is a ⅓ of your responsibility. "
"why you going so hard for this bitch aisha?." he snapped at me. "shawty don't even want yo ass breathing near me, get the fuck off with this shit. stop being a fix it-felix bra."
i hated when i made him mad.
biting the inside of my cheeks trying to stop from crying, i was thinking of what to say next.
