Winter's Love

•Chapter 7: Fear of Flying

I've got a fear of flying

On my plane cuz we've got no say in how it ends up

Well in my mind love's the very same way

That's why I never give my heart to no one

-Mya

2 months later

Honey

That same hoe winters was dancing with- well....they are now dating. I was a little heated, but I caused all this myself. I'm woman enough to own up to my mistakes. We were all currently sitting around joking. Or less she was mugging because Q was a tad bit buzzed, and I was currently receiving his attention.

"You know I just want you- but you always fronting on uh nigga." he whispered, gripping my thighs.

I pushed his hands away from my thighs

"Go back to your girl man, you're drunk" I huffed, rolling my eyes.

"I might be drunk- but I'm man enough to admit I ain't fucking happy O. I only fuck with ha to get you out my mind. Ain't shit there" He muttered, gripping my thighs again.

I shook my head. I had to listen to this every-time he got drunk.

"It's the truth. You know you want this as much as I do. Why ya ass keep running from this?" He questioned, staring in my eyes.

"Who's running winters?"

"You-yo ass act like you scared to give a nigga a chance or something. What the fuck I gotta do Honey? You need me to start singing while you walk down the sidewalks? I ain't no singing ass nigga- but I'll oblige." he mumbled.

I shook my head at his ass

"No Winters, we don't need to cross those boundaries. Strictly friendship." I smiled, licking over my lips.

He nodded as if a light bulb clicked or something.

"Aight, I'm done Honey. I'll see you around." he stated, moving away from me.

I felt like he walked out of my life completely in that moment.

I spent the whole night trying to capture his attention- but he was dodging me hella hard.

I really fucked up.

To make matters worse he called me Honey.

Qasim

I was ignoring Honey's existence right now. I don't know why she's hard headed as hell. She knows that she wants me. Yet she refuses to let things be.

I was only fucking with Rina because she was something to fuck off with. Fucked up-I know. I told her the deal from the get go though. Lately she's been overly clingy. About that time to cut her ass off.

"Q, baby- where you at?" her squeaky voice questioned, tapping my shoulder.

"I'm good ma" I replied, soaking in the scene around me.

Jay nem had a lil kickback- so I rolled through with Rina. Her psychotic ass probably would be in the bushes like, "Nigga- I know you in there". I shook my head. She was that type of crazy. A crazy I hate I ever fucked with.

"You know we could get up out here if you feel like it-do a little sum thin' sum thin'." She stated, rubbing me through my sweats.

Normally shit would turn me on- but right now the only shit running through my head was Honey bratty ass.

"Nah, I'm good. Go mingle with some people ma."

"You know your friends don't fucking like me. I was trying to get into something. I was trying to fuck." she hissed, rolling her eyes.