Onika Jones//Oni
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Puerto RicoOur night was slowly coming to an end as the time almost reached 1am. We got on the yacht and went back to the mainland. We said our goodbyes to everyone and took off to go back to the Villa.
The day before was so long and exciting. I was kinda tipsy but not drunk to the point where I don't know what I'm doing. Surprisingly none of us were drunk, just tipsy.
Lamar opened the door for me, and we walked inside the Villa and towards our room. "You had a good day?" asked Lamar. I nodded my head and answered, "Yea I did. How about you?" I turned to look at him. "It was aight. Surprised none of us got drunk." He chuckled. "Me too. Shits just crazy." I spoke. We reach our room door, and he opened it for me and the smell of vanilla and roses instantly hit me nose, calming my nerves.
"You tired?" He asked as he trailed behind me. I shook my head and opened our room door only for me to get flabbergasted by the sight before me. The room smelt like a mixture of vanilla and lavender. There were purple and white roses scattered across the floor. Purple and white candles on some corners of the room. There were LED lights attached to the walls, providing a type of violet color to the room.
On my left were bags and boxes of presents and to my right were balloons with gifts inside them. Some on the floor and some on the table. On the king-sized bed were a few other gifts. Some of the bags on the bed were pandora and Gucci. There were also a few balloons on the bed that had words on them. The words spelt 'Happy Birthday Baby'. Two bouquets of flowers were also placed on the bed. Well one was red roses, and the other one was a bouquet of money. There was also a box of sweets and snacks on the bed. Gosh...food🤤.
I didn't even know some tears were rolling down my face. These were happy tears. All of this was so beautiful. So.... heartwarming. "Surprise. I know it was your birthday yesterday, but shit don't matter. We all got you a lil sum sum." He stated. "This whole month is about you so happy birthday baby. I love you. You finally reached twenty." He said as he walked up to me. I turned around and looked up at him. He had a smile, as always. A smile of love and comfort.
I couldn't even form any words of how I felt right now. I didn't even know what to say so I just jumped into his arms and gave him a big hug. He squeezed me tight and place this face in the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent.
I looked up at him and kissed him passionately. His tongue entered and invaded every corner of my mouth, tasting my cavities. Our tongues twirled around each other. Our lips moved together in sync, devouring each other. He pulled me closer to him by the waist, not wanting to let me go. My hands travelled from his neck to his face. I pushed myself closer to him.
We were both running out of air but neither of us wanted to break the kiss. We eventually pulled away and he rested his forehead on mine. He looked into my eyes and smiled. I pecked his lips a few times. I finally got the words that were lost but now found. "Thank you, Lamar. For this and for everything. Day by day you just keep giving me a reason to love you. Even if you didn't, I would still love you. Thank you for this but you didn't have to do this. You guys didn't have to." I smiled and turned around. I looked around the room one more time before I turned back to look at Lamar.
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Living Off Past Trauma.
ChickLitGirl who got raped by her friend when she was 15 decides to move to California with her bestie at age 18. She lives her life freely. She's "Living Off Past Trauma" but doesn't know that her trauma comes back for her.