Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I sat on the bus with my back towards tariq as I laid on him, with my feet on the seat, as he sat with his back against the window, allowing me to.
His warm hands soothingly rubbed my thighs in an up and down motion while i stared off into space.
I haven't been in new york a full forty-eight and i've managed to get into two fights, kiss a guy i don't know, almost be raped, and watch a man get killed.
I told my father i wouldn't be no better here than in california, although it was almost normal for creepy men to push up on me, I had no clue where I was.
In cali i was comfortable, everyone knew me, i knew who to call. The thought of tariq not being there at that moment scares me.
Two of my cats from california were still in the process of getting flown over here, so transportation wise there was nothing i could do right now b
Eventually i looked out the window and saw a cruise ship heading towards the dock we were about to pass up, catching my attention.
"what kind of ship is that?" i asked tariq as i pointed towards it.
"It's a cruise ship, you could have dinner and stuff on it while it just sails for like four hours" he responded.
I just nodded my head in response until he spoke up again.
"you wanna go?" he asked causing me to blush as i shook my head 'yes'.
"but we cant" i pouted remembering the blood stains on my shirt, they definitely won't let me in like that plus the questions that may arise is too risky.
"well i promise i'll take you this week" he said causing me to smile slightly.
"st. patrick now you owe me a cruise date and a tour of the city, are you sure you'll step up?" i asked before i put the fake microphone to his mouth as he laughed.
"i got you" he said before we made it to our stop, he tapped my leg to stand up as he grabbed his bag, before we both got off of the bus.
"this the closest we getting to stansfield so it's gonna be a walk" tariq said as i nodded.
"It's pretty late i think we should call a" i started until i was cut off by some close police sirens, tariq immediately grabbed me pushing me behind him as the car pulled up to us.
I could almost feel tariq's heart beating out of his chest and so was mines, i was hoping he didn't ask to search us because I'd have some explaining to do.
