Divine Sincere King, a 20 year old black young man in the hood of Florida just trying to survive. He's a local drug dealer and high school dropout who somehow lost track of his dreams and aspirations after the death of his older brother Prodigy. Str...
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I stared at the picture Time reposted from an Instagram page called, "Paint N Sip: Miami" with the caption "Thank ya'll for coming out! @time_essence & 305_raisedomar, yall are cute <3" on her Insta story. My body temperature started to rise and I ain't gonna lie seeing them posted up like this made me feel a way I never expected it to.
It's been a little over a month since I saw or heard from Time. She ain't even been over at Mama and Goldie's. That nigga Omar must be keeping her occupied. I've seen Omar since and he doesn't really speak about her, but the nigga has been cheesing a lot lately.
They must be in a real relationship.
I'm not gonna cap and act like it's been easy not seeing or hearing from her for this long. Since she came into my life it has been a source of peace for me. And not only that I miss her personality, her knowledge, and her pretty face. I do miss her.
I haven't missed a girl in a long time. And to help cope with her absence she takes place in my mind almost all the time.
But, I know she deserves this.
The touch of Erica's hands on my shoulders snapped me out of my thoughts, "They cute." Erica commented massaging my shoulders.
I nodded, ignoring her remark and swiping off the picture. She walked around from behind her couch and sat on my lap, wearing just a set of bra and panties.
"I'm happy for, Omar. He's always been a loverboy." Erica said, "You happy for your friend?"
I shrugged, "Yeah."
"Don't seem like it." She retorted,
"What the fuck are you talking about?" I mumbled taking the lit blunt from her long fingernails,
"I watched you look at that picture for a good 5 minutes." She looked down at me.
"I'm just looking on Instagram, man. Dont start being annoying." I warned,
I started contacting Erica again, on a random horny night honestly. I hate to say that's all she's good for because I don't believe that but sex is the only purpose she brings me.
"I missed you, D." She said as she kissed my cheek and earlobes. I nodded blowing out smoke into the air.
"Can I ask you a question?" Erica asked feeling my chest. My eyes roamed her half-naked body as I nodded.
"Is this all you want?" She asked lifting my chin up to her eyes.
"What you mean?" I asked taking another puff from the blunt,
She smacked her teeth, "I mean, just having sex. Is this all you want?"
"We ain't been on no dates, we don't talk on the phone.." She stopped talking and sighed a little with a look of defeat and realization, She looked over at my phone, "You and her.."
