Touch Me, Tease Me

F O U R T E E N

~ Mercedes Third Person POV ~

12:45am

Mercedes opened his eyes to see he was still in Naomi's bed. Naomi laid sound asleep with her back facing him and cuddling a pillow. He flipped over his phone to see Faze was calling him. He answered tiredly.

"Cedes, where you at, nigga?"

Mercedes: Minding my business, nigga. Why?

"Ight well stop allat shit and get dressed. I'll be around yo crib to scoop you in 10."

Mercedes: I'm not home. What the fuck is going on?

"Niggas was lurking around. We on the corner of Ferry and Hampton. We found that nigga from Jonny funeral. That Cory nigga. The one that was wit the nigga Keed shot."

Mercedes sat up and put his boxers on as he still talked to Faze.

Mercedes: Fuck niggas doin over there?

" I don't know. I just see a bunch of hispanic dudes on this corner bruh. I wanna scope some shit out the report back to Octo. I can't do it alone though."

Mercedes: Hollon.

Mercedes put the phone down and threw his pants and shirt on. He put his stuff in his pockets and walked out the room.

Mercedes: I'll be home in like 10 minutes, scoop me then.

Faze: Heard.

He hung up and Mercedes was about to leave the apartment but he stopped. He went back to Naomi's room and walked over to the side she was laying at. He caressed her cheek while admiring her at peace then walked out.

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1:33am

For context, Faze is a real  lightskin tall boy with loose curls, freckles, and grills. They often called him "Pretty Boy" because in reality he really was some pretty nigga. Long eye lashes, full lips, perfectly arched every brows and all. He still had the demeanor and look of a hood nigga though, the ladies loved him.

Mercedes and Faze rode around south side KimRidge looking out.

Mercedes: This shit don't seem a lil racist?

Faze: What you mean?

Mercedes: Looking for hispanics in packs or selling shit.

Faze laughed.

Faze: What, you wanna pick up Manman? Have him sit in the back so you don't feel like you profiling?

They laughed.

Mercedes: Nah.

Faze: Ight, then. Let's lock in.

They cruised around looking at each corner. Not only were they trying to dominate corners but they noticed they were selling too.

Faze: Hell nah. Fuck they got going on.

Mercedes: And this is Snake territory too.

Faze: They stepping on a lot of toes here. You think they know that?

Mercedes: Of course. They think they big dawgs and bouta take over some shit.

Faze: I wonder how Octo and Quan bouta go about this.

Mercedes: They better figure it out cause the people I noticed have stopped seeing me are here.

Mercedes sat up in his seat.

Mercedes: See yup. That's Sweaty Anne.

Faze: That's her name?

Mercedes: No, nigga. She just be so sweaty and smell like shit when she came to me.

Faze: Ew, what the fuck.

He said laughing.

Mercedes: Come on, we out.

Faze did a U-turn and drove off into the shadows.

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~ Aaliyah POV ~

7:34am

Aaliyah had been at Keeds house the previous night and they had sex but he kicked her out in the middle of the night. For some reason, Aaliyah was too into Keed like delusion-ally too into Keed. He didn't do anything specific but ever since she met him in the store, she couldn't leave him alone.

She slept in her car outside his house because she didn't feel like driving home and in the morning, she drove to the suite. She refreshed herself up the best she could then started to pack up her things into boxes. She disassembled her nail desk and moved the boxes down one by one till everything was in her car. She knew Naomi didn't open up bookings for clients till 10:30am so she'd be here by 10:15. Aaliyah and all of her things were out the suite by 9:55am.

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~ Naomi Third Person POV ~

10:17pm

Naomi took the elevator up to the fifth floor of the building their suite was in. As she walked over to the door, she took her keys out of her purse and unlocked the door. Naomi's jaw dropped when she saw all of Aaliyah's stuff gone.

Naomi: Aaliyah?!

She started to look around.

Naomi: Hello? Aaliyah?

Naomi looked around till she got back to the front door.

Naomi: No... the fuck... she didn't.

Naomi immediately started to call Aaliyah but she didn't get any answer.

Naomi: This fucking-

She was about to leave the suite but realized she was about to have a client come in so she couldn't.

Naomi: Shit.

She sucked her teeth. Before exploding, she sat in one place and took a deep breathe. She forced a smile on her face.

Naomi: Later, Nay. Later.

She told herself. She put her purse away then wiped down her lash bed and put down her supplies she'll need for the day.

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