Why Don't You Love Me

P R E D I C A M E NT S

Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.   - Confucius

Q U A N

Life ain't always been no silver spoon.  Shit, fuck caviar, roman noodles was a niqqa best friend. Sometimes I just sit and think about all da shit I don been though and did. But then a niqqa remember how blessed he is. I remember how my Moms ain't never gave up on me and how much she believe in me, so you no I gotta do right by her. My Moms a true hustler in every sense of da word. She works so hard to keep a roof ova my head it don't make no sense. She work six days outta da week, sixteen hours a day and she still find time to make dinner every night. She a niqqa backbone.

I ain't neva really cared for no female but my Moms, then along came Dawn. I wasn't really checkin' for ha until she beat a niqqa ahh. I was like damn luh ma git them hands. Besides my Moms always told me if a female is willing to beat yo ahh in order for you too act right, you betta hold on to cause she a keeper. And everybody know Moms knows best.

But anyways let me put my feelin's back in my pocket and focus on the task at hand.

MISSION: OBTAIN DAWN'S NUMBER.

Shit hurt my heart. She doubtin' a niqqa like I can't get ha number. She gone be sad ahh fuck cause all I gotta do is call Maya. Burst wat eva bubble she thought she had. Let me just call her up.

Phone Convo

Maya: Niqqa what the fuck you want ?

Me: Well then. Hello to you too. But I need a  favor.

Maya: With what ?

Me: Aight so look I wanna take Dawn to the party at Vice tonight, but she ain't wanna give a niqqa her number. So I was thinkin you could help a brotha out.

Maya: Obviously she don't want you too have her number so, no, I ain't gonna give it to you. But since you like a brother to me I'll help you out, but you gotta do something for me. 

Me: Aight, bet. What's the plan ?

Maya: I'll get her all sexy and tell her we goin to the club. Simple as that.

Me: OK, that is something I can work with. Have her there by nine. Thank you. I luh you. Bye.

END OF CONVO

Man that shit was easier than I expec-. I was  interrupted by my phone ringing.

PHONE CONVO

Me: Hel-

Maya: Niqqa I know yo luh mitch ahh ain't hang up the phone on me. Did you hear me say bye. I think not. 

END OF CONVO

Man I swear ion see how Josh put up with that girl. She bipolar ahh fuck.

But anyways like I was sayin that was easier than I expected. Now I just gotta find some to wear. Lookin' through my closet I got some black Tru Religion jeans, a black belt and my black coat. A niqqa to sexy to be wearin shirts. I finished the outfit with a black hat, biker gloves and my Gamma Blues.

With it only being seven o'clock, I decided to take a nap before I start to get ready.

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Club Vice... 9:28pm

Man a niqqa was sleeping so good, he overslept. It didn't make no difference, I wasn't tryna get here before nine anyway. 

But here I am waiting, in the V.I.P room, on Dawn to get here, when I specifically told Maya to get here by nine. I been watchin the door and I ain't seen them come in yet.

The club was live tonight. The dance floor was packed with females grindin' and twerkin'. The song switched to Partition, causing my eyes to scan the room, as I've done for the past month, hoping she would make an appearance. Just as I about to give up hope I saw her. She had on a leather crop top shirt, some tight ahh leather pants and some Timberland heels. She started to sway her hips left and right. Next thing I know she was rolling her hips and grinding so you know I had to get behind her. She was so into her dance that she didn't even notice me come up.

" I don't know what it is, but I have a feeling that we've been in this predicament before. So ima say this. You wanna come upstairs with me, I gotta V.I.P room. "

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I know that I have been M.I.A and I apologize.  Well here's the chapter.  I didn't know what to write, but I think it's pretty good.

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