Different [sevika x black fem reader]

6

It was silent despite the chaos surrounding you two. She walked behind you while you led the way. You could feel her eyes piercing you. It was awkward. But you tried to ignore it.
You reached the bus stop where you took a seat in the waiting area that consisted of a glass box that was stained with things you didn't want to know, and spray painted with symbols and names. The seats were surprisingly kept up to date and met hygienic standards.

Sevika stood against the glass. Her hands in her pockets. Her cloth covering her metal arm. Yet she couldn't stand there and do nothing, so her cigar made an appearance near her lips. She lit it up with her middle finger that happened to be pointing at you as she shifted her body. It being sexy was all that you could think about. But the stench that came from it, made you feel otherwise.

You looked away and pulled out your phone. The bus would come in about 7 minutes. 'It could've been longer' is what crossed your mind as you sighed about being present in this awkward aura for any longer.

You scrolled on instagram to distract yourself, but the smoke coming from Sevika swarmed around your body and throat. You could see it sliding into your nostrils and your relaxed, gaping mouth. You quickly swatted the smoke away from you. You gave her a look that she returned with a smirk as she blew more smoke your way.

Your eyes almost rolled, but you remembered her words: Roll your eyes at me again and I'll make them stay that way. You shuddered at the thought of what she might do to you. If she would stay true to those threatening, intimate words. You decided to shift your body away, even though you hated the thought of how she was taming you without doing anything. You sighed again. Praying for the bus to come any time sooner.

It was as if your prayers were heard because the bus came behind bustling, impatient drivers. You pulled out a couple dollars for you and Sevika so y'all could smoothly transition into y'all seats.

You stood up quickly when the bus finally stopped in front of the mini station. The doors opened and you walked onto the steps, handing the driver the money. You barely got a good look at her. But her skin was chocolate, and her lips were pink. Her lashes were extremely long. You couldn't miss it. But you couldn't take in much else before you rushed over to an empty seat, which was most of the bus.

You sat close to the window, putting your bag next to you. You looked out the window to see where you were previously sitting. You stared at it for a while before you realized the bus had yet moved. You look to the front to see the bus driver... being seduced by Sevika. The girl was practically drooling while Sevika encouraged it. She batted those thick, long eyelashes, and twisted her bright, blonde wig that was secured by her hat. Her body was arched in a way to show her physique, and her smile was bright. Sevika was towering over, trying to receive information abt this girl you assumed. You rolled your eyes knowing Sevika wasn't able to see you do so.

You sighed. You were annoyed and slightly jealous. That girl had nothing on you, but that to the side, you were exhausted and you're sure Sevika was too. But maybe not if she planned on sleeping with this girl.

You crossed your arms around your legs that were brought to your chest, and closed your eyes. You couldn't shout out her to hurry, you were the one asking for the favor.

You had a feeling of doubt deep in. A reminder of how this day has been. Maybe your mother words sting some. Maybe they are true. Maybe this isn't for you. Maybe you could go to the Top Side area where people are fake, money is status, and common sense is no where to be found. You knew you wouldn't be happy there. Not belong there. You would just isolate yourself into your own little area. Maybe that's not so bad.. but you didn't want that to be your whole life. You don't want to be that anymore. You didn't know what you want. You say you do and you've stated what you were going to do and you are doing them, but you don't truly know what you want or where you want to go or who you want to be. You're a 20 year old with no sense of direction besides never going the direction your mother is.

You didn't realize the bus was moving and that Sevika was sitting at the opposite window from you.

You were happy to know that you would be in the comfort of your own home. Part of you felt bad that Sevika had to take you all this way. You hoped she didn't live too far.