His Girlfriend

The Missionary Man

Trey POV

Bleu: so the detective sent an apology card to the office." he said as I smirked.

Me: throw that shit away." I smirked.

Bleu: You know I did, shredded that motherfucka." he laughed. I chuckled as I sat outside on the balcony.

Bleu:..how's Megan?" he asked as my smile faded. I looked up where she was sleeping. From here you could see her swollen eyes from all the crying she had been doing.

Me: her mother passed away yesterday..." I said looking back over the balcony.

Bleu: Damn.." he mumbled.

Me: Yeah, she spazzed." I said remembering her attack on everyone.

Me: I ain't neva expect that to come out of such a sweet person." I mumbled.

Bleu: she's in pain." he said.

Bleu: We all show a side of us that we don't like when we are in pain." he spoke.

Me: True, we ain't get to the spot until like 1 something." I said.

Me: had to pull the car over and calm her down."

Bleu: Damn it got that bad?"

Me: hell yeah." I said leaning back.

Bleu: well just be there for her nigga, let her know that her family ova this way got her back." he said.

The sound of a soft footstep made me turn around as she fiddled her fingers next to me. She stared at me with those dory eyes, waiting patiently for me.

Me: I will nigga, let me hit you later though bro." I said.

Bleu: aight bro, stay safe."

Me: you too." I said. He hung up the phone as I placed it down next to me. Looking up at her, she walked around to the front of chair as she bit her nail.

Me: wassup baby?" I asked. She didn't say anything as she slowly crawled on top of me.

Placing her lips on mine, I kissed her back as she straddled me. Placing her hands on my chest, our kiss became intense as she tried to undo my gym shorts.

I knew what she was doing.

She was hurting and she wanted to distract herself. She did not want to feel what she needed to feel and I knew she thought sleeping with me was going to take her pain away. Slipping her hands in my pants, I grabbed her wrist making her freeze.

Me: Stop." I whispered against her lips.

Me: I know what your doin.." I whispered more. She backed away slowly, dropping her head as the tears began to fall.

Seeing her cry like that, especially after yesterday, made me stomach pinch. Reaching up, I wiped the side of her face with my thumb as she rested her hand in my palm.

She kissed my palm as she grabbed it's wrist. Kissing it a few more times she looked up at me sorrowly.

Megan:..please.." she begged as I gritted my teeth.

Me: baby girl-."

Megan: Trey..please." she cried this time. She made it so fucking hard to say no, she made it so hard for me to just let her be. Snarling to myself, I wrapped the hand around her cheek to the back of her neck, slamming her lips onto mine.

Her tears meshed into our kiss as I pulled her waist on top of my lap. Squeezing her hips, she wrapped her arms around my neck as we made out.

Sex was not the answer, it was not the answer she needed but for now it would have to do. I sat forward and stood up with her attached me.