Wrapped around his engaged fingers (hood story)

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                                                               Zion

I snaked my arms around Bianca's waist as she grinded against me, taking sips of her Vodca between the dance.

"Damn B, you shouldn't be drinkin allat," I said, watching  her chug down the rest of her drink.

"I'm alright," She purposely threw her  plastic cup on the floor, allowing it to surround the 2 other cups she drank from.

I chuckled and spun her around before catching her and resting my hands on her behind as she looked up at me.

We were both drunk, not giving me a single reason not to do it. I leaned in and kissed her. Surprisingly, she kissed me back, and I deepened the kiss.

"Zion!?" I heard somebody yell my name.

I pulled away from the kiss and looked at the direction I heard the voice. My eyes widened when I saw my childhood best friend.

"Hold on, baby girl," I said, letting go of Bianca's waist.

I stepped closer to see Fantasy. She was my childhood friend, we've known each other since we were toddlers. Our mothers were big friends from high school and stayed close, so they decided to make us close too. I had a big crush on her in high school until she moved away to another city with her mother unexpectedly. It hurt me a lot, but I had to get over it somehow.

"Fantasy?!" I yelled back as I ran over to her.

She looked up at me with surprise for a good while. "That you?!".

She suddenly pulled me in for a tight hug. The first hug we ever shared since high school. I laughed as I wrapped my arms around her torso. She stuck to her same old signature scent, Jasmine.

I chuckled before she pulled out of the hug and held me by the arms. Her jaw dropped.

"I can't wait for you to meet, Tina. You're gonna love her!" She squealed and jumped around as she squeezed my arm and finally let go.

I looked at her with confusion. "Who Tina?"

"Just wait a lil fa me young man!"
She smiled widely and poked my chest with her nail.

I rolled my eyes and laughed again.

I looked back at Bianca, who was at the bar ordering some more drinks.

"Hold up, lemme just go get my friend," I said, running over to Bianca in a quick rush.

"Refund that fa me man." I grabbed the drink from her hand and put it back down on the counter.

The bartender lady nodded and took the cup back before handing me the 5 dollars from her apron pocket.

"Don't give ha no more," I mouthed to her, earning a nod before I shoved the 5 dollars in my chest pocket.

I picked up Bianca from the chair and sighed. How she finna get back to her child if she's drunk!

I set her down on the floor before Fantasy came running over to her and grabbed her by the shoulder.

"Bianca, I told yo ass to not get wasted!" Fantasy yelled angrily.

"No, don't yell at ha Fantasy. I'm finna keep her at my house. You go pick up Nia and keep her at yours, " I said, gently taking Bianca by the hand.

"Yes, sir," Fantasy replied before turning around and jogged to the exit.

I picked up Bianca bridal style and took her out at the 2nd exit.

I laid Bianca down gently on my couch as she slept peacefully.

I grabbed a blanket from the basket in the corner of my living room and covered her up with it.

"Night, B," I whispered, only getting a slight turn from her instead.

I got myself a shower and went upstairs, laying down on my bed and falling asleep.

The next morning, I did my morning routine and walked downstairs to the kitchen before making 2 plates of bacon and eggs for me and Bianca.

The metal spatula slightly banged against the pan, waking up Bianca.

"What time is it?" She asked, sitting up and pinching the bridge of her nose.

"It's time for you to grab yo god damn plastic plate and pick up ya child from Fantasy's house!" I yelled softly and playfully.

Her eyes widened in shock when she realized where she was. "Why you neva take me home?".

"Cuz you was intoxicated dumbass," I replied, grabbing a bacon from my plastic plate.

"But, Nia!" She yelled at me. She was not playing.

"Fantasy got Nia at her house. She is good. You want me to drive you there and then home?" I asked, brushing my hands over my plate as I picked up my fork.

"What you think?.." She asked, pushing her messy hair behind her ear.

"Aight, come eat yo plate then.." I sounded muffled with the amount of eggs I stuffed in my mouth.

"Yes, please!" She got up and jumped on one of the kitchen stools before digging into her plate.

I stopped chewing and stared at her as she shoved the food down her throat.

"Ion want you throwin' up all ova my toilets, b" I said, making her stop and look up at me.

"Don't gimme that look, you scarin me."

She swallowed down the rest of her food and got up, leaving half of the food on the plate.

"I gotta go pick up, Nia," She said, grabbing her bag off he couch and heading to the front door.

"Be safe," I yelled behind her as she left.