It was midnight and I was walking up towards Cane as we were meeting up at the Brooklyn bridge park. He just leaned against the railing that separates us from the water, with his hands in his pockets. He finally looked at me and stood up straight as I finally stood in front of him. "Your hair looks nice" he complimented. Right after they left earlier I went to go get my hair done back in a sew in, the hair was a little longer this time and of course in curls.
"What's up?" He asked looking at me concerned. "What I'm about to tell you, Tariq cannot know" I started off as he chuckled "here I'm thinking you were his girl with the way he ain't want me next to you two while y'all talked" Cane started off looking me up and down.
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"I'm no one's fucking girl" I started off immediately cutting him off. " Let's start there. I am a woman" I corrected. First of all" I added. "Okay" Cane agreed trying to calm me down. "You always say shit to get me going, why?" I asked. "It's not even to piss you off but The way you act when someone tries you is the sexiest shit" he admitted as he looked down at me. "And I respect you and what you say" he assured me as we looked at each other. "What's going on with you because I know something's up" he said as I just looked at him.
"I was leaving dance practice going back to my dorm and Brayden's brother was of course coked up with his friends and they started harassing me" I admitted. "Harassing you how?" Cane asked concerned. "Trying to get at me, talking about how "I looked good at the game", if I wanted to "pop one for a real one", if I could do all of that on their dicks" I listed shaking my head. "And then he tried touching me and they thought the shit was funny" I honestly said as Cane just looked away from me sort of pissed. "So I've been MIA" I honestly said."You had your gun on you?" Cane asked looking back over at me. "No and even if I did, he's a Weston, this happened on campus and I'm a black girl at a PWI. They're going send me to jail no questions asked" I explained.
"You said it's that nigga Brayden's brother?" Cane questioned as I nodded. "Yeah" I agreed as he nodded placing his hood on. "You need a ride?" He questioned. "I don't feel like going back to Stansfield yet" I admitted as he nodded some. "You ain't got too, come stay with me tonight" he suggested. "I'm not going back with you to Monet's house to lay up with you that's disrespectful" I admitted as he shook his head. "Nah we're going to go to a hotel out in Manhattan." He informed "if you straight with that?" He asked as I was a little hesitant at first. "We don't have to do anything it's just for you to get your mind off of things and out of the house" cane assured.
"Yeah " I finally agreed as he nodded some about to walk off but I grabbed his hand stopping him. Cane just turned around and looked down at me "what's up?" He asked. "Can you keep this between us and not tell Tariq?" I questioned. "I got you" he said looking down at me.
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