Trap god & Trap goddess (DISCONTINUED)

Carried away

"I'm like hey wassup hello. Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the do'. I just wanna chill gotta sack for us to roll. Married to the money I ain't never letting go."

I can admit.. I did get a little carried away with Alexis. She's just so gorgeous and beautiful. I've never looked at a female the way I look at her. She doin some to a nigga, and I like it. "Imma take a shower, if you don't mind. Where's the guest bathroom & bedroom?" She asked. I looked at her like she was a foreigner. "Hello willie! I'm talking to you." She said. "Guest my ass, you can guest yo ass right upstairs to my room and take a shower. And it's a nice comfy bed in there too." I smirked. She groaned and jogged upstairs. "Towels are in the cabinet." I yelled. I turned on the TV and reruns of the BET AWARDS 2015 were showing. I decided to watch it again. "Look at Karruche fine ass." I said to myself. I was so into Chris brown's performance that I didn't hear Alexis come downstairs. She went into my kitchen and searched for something. "Whatchu looking for?"
"Something to drink." She said, taking out a bottle of water. She downed it within seconds. "Thirsty ass."
"Fuck you."
"Naw.. Not now. Let's take it slow."
I smirked.
"Whatever nigga. But let's get to know each other." She suggested.
She made her way towards me and sat on the couch beside me.
"Okay... So if you sing and rap and never published your music why are you living in this huge ass house with two nice ass automobiles outside?" She asked, while raising her eyebrow. I sighed and ran my hands down my face. "Look. I know I just met you today but I feel like I can trust you. So Imma tell you this here information.. Imma drug dealer."
"You're a WHAT?"
"A. DRUG. DEALER."
"I guess you gotta get it how you live it."
"Yeah you right ma."
"Okay...where are your parents?"
"My mom is in a rehabilitation center, not to far from here. She was strung out on drugs. My dad and my mom were married, but they got a divorce. He was a drug dealer also, that's why I followed in his footsteps. My dad moved to Miami after the divorce was finalized, and he runs a drug cartel there. I don't to much care for him though, he left me and my mama for dead basically.. So I had to to what I had to do." I vented.
"Damn that's crazy, I'm sorry you had to go through that."
"Yeah I know..it's cool."
"So do you have any close family here?"
"Naw. I'm the only child on my mama side, but my daddy got kids from other women. I don't know where they at though. I never met em."
"Wow..." Was all she had to say.
"So..what you like to do when you ain't modeling?"
"Sleep really. I don't have a social life."
"So you mean to tell me you have No friends?"
"Not really, other than the ones I work with."
"Damn ma, you need to go out more."
"Yeah you so right.. I had fun tonight though. Thanks for inviting me."
"That won't be the last. It's just the beginning Alexis."
She smiled from ear to ear.
"So are you from here?" She asked
"Yup. Born and raised. What about you?"
"Same. But I just don't know how the hell I don't know you, or never seen you before." She said.
"Yeah true. But I be in the house most of the time, and I normally move in silence."
"Yeah whatever nigga."
"Did you go to college for modeling?"
"Hell no. Everything that I know about modeling comes natural to me. I had a passion for the camera since I was a youngin' so I just pursued the career. And it's getting me hella dollars."
"Damn I feel you. I like a female who has something goin for herself. I guess that's why I'm attracted to ya. You got ambition."
"Mhm yeah. But, I'm getting sleepy." She yawned.
"Let's go to bed then."
"Willie. You better not try anything and I'm serious. I don't get down like that."
"I know that, that's why I like yo classy ass."
She blushed and walked towards my room. She pulled the covers back and got into the bed.
"Imma go shower real quick."
She nodded.
I went into the bathroom so I could get a shower. I warmed the water up, and turned the knob on hot.
I stripped out of my clothes and got in.
I let the hot water run down my many tats & I began bathing.
Once I was finished, I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked into the room.
"Thought you was sleep." I asked Alexis, her face was buried into her tablet.
"I'm about to.. Just checking some emails." She said with her attention on her tablet.
I went to the drawer and picked out some boxers.
I dropped my towel.
"Damn!!!!"
"What?" I said, turning around that my soldier was facing her.
"You need to put that shit In a cage!"
"You a trip." I said laughing. I stepped in my boxers and went shirtless.
I slid under the cold covers and cuddled with Alexis. "You smell good." She said.
"Yeah I know, a nigga gotta keep that hygiene right."
"You so cocky."
"Yeah I know.. But what's up with yo parents?" I asked.
She took a deep breath.
"A few years back.. My mom got killed in a car accident. Her car wrapped around a telegram pole...." She began.
It looked like she was about to cry. I rubbed her arm.
"Then... Just last year my dad was murdered by his own brother." She said, as tears fell from her eyes. I wiped them away. "It's gonna be okay." I consoled.
"A-and then I only have my sister Haylee to turn to. My dad's side of the family wants nothing to do with us." She cried, almost hyperventilating. "Listen Alexis, no ones perfect. And you don't look like anything that you been through. I'm here for you, and your sister. You may look at me like I'm crazy fa saying that cause we just met, but it's something that I feel when I'm with you girl." I said. She looked up at me with her glossy eyes, and smiled. I kissed her forehead, and we laid there holding each other for the rest of the night.