The morning after was always the best part for me because I would get treated like the queen I am.
I felt around for Donyae and frowned when I felt the bed was empty. The sun peaked in through the curtains, making me squint my eyes
I got up from the bed, not feeling the best but feeling good enough to stand
"Of course, I won, Christian got nothing on me, I was balls deep in her. You should've heard her moans, music to my ears" I overheard Donyae's conversation
I scoffed, oh hell Nah. He was not about to be playing me to win some stupid ass competition
"So glad you won" I stepped into the kitchen "I'll call you back" Donyae hung the phone up and looked at me as if I were his mom who just caught him watching porn
"It's not what you think," He said "So what is it Donyae, I fucking gave myself to you and all because you wanted to win some stupid ass competition?" I shouted at him
"I had to prove to him that he can't have everything he wants" I scoffed at him
"Fuck you" I spat out "I like you, Mila, I've told you this," he said "Donyae I couldn't care less if you liked some random bitch on the street, you don't play around with people. Who the fuck raised you? Cause apparently they didn't do a good job"
"Don't bring my mama into this" He shouted back "How would your mama feel hearing that you out here using women. I'm not the one to mess with, you wanna go win some competition go find somebody who's willing to help you with that" I grabbed my things
"Thanks for the gifts but you can return that shit, I want nothing from you" I slid the ring off my finger and threw it at him
"Mila!" He yelled after me
I pulled my phone out and called Kori
"Girl! Where have you been!" She shouted in my ear "I'm at Donyae's come get me" I said, "something happen?" the tone in her voice changed to worried
"I'll explain later, just come get me" I hung the call-up
"Mila, listen, I didn't use you," He said "If you didn't use me then why was I in your bed? why'd you spend so much money on me just to get back at Christian?" I asked
"I like you and I had to prove that to Christian" He grabbed my wrist and turned me to face him "I'm not a fucking idiot Donyae" I sternly said
"I don't think you are one," He said "It well seems like it" I pulled my wrist out of his hold
"At least keep the gifts, I genuinely wanted you to have them," He said "I don't want them," I said "Please, you can sell them or even take them back just take them with you," He said
I rolled my eyes "go get them then"
"Mila!" Kori pulled up in front "What happened girl? It seems like something happened last night but you don't seem happy"
Donyae came back outside holding bags of clothing and the jewelry he bought me
"Put it in the back," I said and hopped in the passenger seat "Mila we can talk about this, please" Donyae pleaded "What the fuck did you do?" Kori asked
"I can explain," He said "Then-"
"no let's just go, I'm tired of seeing his face" I put my seatbelt on, Kori got back in the car and drove off
"I've known Donyae since I was little so the fact that I stood up for you really means something," She said "Kori, he played me, he planned out this amazing date night I even-" I took a deep breath "-he played me," I said
"Do I need to go back and beat his ass?" She asked "you can later, I just wanna go home"
-I have 30 minutes before class, I'm pissed off at Donyae and Mr. Chavez. Not only do I have to see his face but I have to see if I'm still in his class or not. Wanting to get on his good side, I showed up early
I have 30 minutes to talk to him about everything.
"Ms. Brown, the class hasn't started yet," He said "Mr. Chavez you and I need to talk," I said "If it's about your grade, it's final. I apologize that you feel some kind of way about your C minus but there is nothing I can do about that"
"It's not about that" I sighed "Who do you think I am?"
"Mila Brown, you are Mila Brown," He said "That's right, I'm not some bitch you can just compete over. I don't know what feud you and Donyae have but fucking around with my feelings was not it" I said
"I'm not following, what exactly did he do?" He stood from his seat "Did he hurt you?" He looked around for any injuries
"No, he didn't, he used me to prove that he always wins" I confessed, Mr. Chavez loosened his tie and that's when I realized he got a haircut
"Did you cut your hair?" I asked "I did, I just thought the man bun was a bit too much to handle" I stifled my laugh
"I truthfully like long hair on you much better but whatever makes you happy" I checked my watch, I got everything out in 15 minutes
"Mila let's talk about us, I feel like there are words unsaid" He stated, I shook my head at him
"You gotta stop kicking me out of class," I said "maybe if you didn't get an attitude every 5 seconds I wouldn't need to," He said he sat down on top of his desk
"That is not my fault! the first time you kicked me out because you couldn't handle my flirting and the second time you let your personal feelings get the best of you" I said
"I can handle anything the question is can you?" He crossed his arms over his chest "let me stop you there, Mr. Chavez, last time you tried to flirt with me you ended up kicking me out" I said
He snorted "So do you understand that Donyae isn't who you thought he was?"
"I do but that doesn't mean I like you, you're still a dick, Christian Chavez," I said, "Didn't I say to call me Mr. Chavez?" He playfully raised an eyebrow "But you like it when I say your name" I said
"You're playing a dangerous game, Ms. Brown" he said "At least I'm actually finishing the game"
He smiled at me "I'm sorry for acting a dick last week and this week"
"Don't let it happen again" I said "Class is starting soon, go to your seat. I look forward to seeing the work you create in the future" He said and hopped off the desk
"Yes, Mr. Chavez," I said, he leaned forward "You can call me whatever you want as long as you don't act like a brat" He whispered in my ear
"Yes sir"
-A/n: submissive and breedable? no. christian chavez's bitch
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