3. Even ✔

Four

[days later]

Nyeesha Brooks

"You better not forget about me" I stated as I pecked his lips.

"How could I?" He asked in between pecks as he cupped my face in his hands.

"I don't know, when bitches get to throwing they pussy at you. You know what to say?" I asked as I extended my ear out to him.

"This belongs to Nyeesha," he laughed.

"That's right," I joked. "Sike nah I'm just playing but forreal control yourself babe, and not a lot of drinking"

"I gotchu' baby," he said as he wrapped his arms around my waist looking down at me.

"See you later, I love youuuu" I sang as he passionately kissed my lips leaving his taste lingering.

"I love you too, I'll call you." He said as he grabbed his suitcase preparing to get on his flight.

I waved goodbye to the gang before I walked to his car driving home. I had no idea what I'd do for this short period of time when he was gone besides set up shop. I got home ate some yogurt before I decided it was best that I wash my dirty hair. I was going to open shop in 3 days and wanted to look good for myself and the customers coming in.

After washing my hair, I deep conditioned it sitting in the bedroom with my conditioning cap on before Chancelor face timed me.

"Aww look at my baby," he cooed.

"Shut up, I know you're not there yet so wassup?" I asked.

"Shit got delayed right after I got on the plane something about a few screws was missing." He explained.

"Why would you tell me something like that?" I gasped as I began to nervous.

"Just thought you should know, what you doing to your hair?" He asked changing the subject.

"Putting that weave in that you bought awhile ago. A bitch about to have inches!" I exclaimed. "Gotta look good for the pop up shop" I said as I did an imaginary hair flip.

"Ohhh," he chuckled. "You don't need it though but whatever floats ya boat" he laughed. "Ooh shit, the plane's about to take off. I'll call you tonight." He said as he hung up without giving me time to respond.

As I was letting the conditioner sit, I grabbed the 16 inch closure and examined it. I wasn't a fan of closures but I don't want to flat iron my leave out either. I then decided to pluck some hair out so it looked a little more natural. The knots were already bleached so that was a plus.

I then washed the conditioner out and detangled my hair as Cass called me.

"Hello?" I answered.

"What you doing?" She asked. "I'm bored,"

"I'm detangling my hair," I responded.

"Want some help? I wanna come over."

She so fucking needy bruh.

"I don't need any help but sure come over," I said.

"Aight, I'm outside already come open the door."

"Ok," I responded before hanging up the phone and walking to the door.

"Hair goals," she said simply when she seen my hair.

"What is not goals to you?" I asked.

"Girl," she started. "Taylor been wearing my little ass out," she exclaimed.