6 Months Later
Quincy.Duece they still aint talkin ? - 6:44pm
Nah, man they said they aint talked to ha since she left the dinner - Duece , 6:46pm
Aiight, thanx man - 6:50pm
np. - Duece , 6:52pm
After that dinner, Aaliyah been gone. Yes I tried to call her, everything but i came up with nothing. I got everybody lookin for her but they coming up wit' nothing just like me. I aint think she would leave a nigga just because I brought anotha' bitch to dinner, but she wan' playin. I really fucked up, all the way around.. Its been 6 months and still no contact with her. Not any gigs, award shows not nothing. I even called her management team, that shit didnt work. Im lost as fuck in my world. Believe it or not, my mama barely fuckin talking to me, Jus is not fuckin' w. me at all, shit really nobody. Well the only one I keep in contact wit' is my lil brotha Chris.
I went in the kitchen to get me a gatorade and a couple snacks when my phone went off. It was a text from my homegirl Jade.
Q, come over tonight around 11, I need your opinion on somethin - Jade , 7:20pm
Aiight , shoot me the address again - 7:25pm
I thought i might just call her again just to see.
"We're sorry, the number you have called has been disconnected ..." So she changed her number? Wow.
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"Wassup Jade, what you need ma help on?" I say walking into her room.
She came out with this nice ass thong on and her bra matched. Her body was bangin' and my dick was jumpin' like crazy.
"I need you to tell me, if this works for me or not." She was now biting her lip.
"Yea, ma' dat look perfect." I nodded.
"Come here." She whispered all seductively and shit.
I walked over and she leaned up, biting my bottom lip, sucking on it. That shit felt good no lie, but I could only think about my girl. I aint did nothing in a couple of weeks, so hopefully this quickie will help me off edge a little.
She started kissin' my neck, but I wasnt finna moan, groan, none'a dat. You not Aaliyah you just helping me wit' something I need help wit'. Jade started unzipping my pants and went straight to monsta. I got pushed back on the bed, and she was goin to work on em. She got up and slid down on me. Her pussy was loose as fuck, so wan' shit grippin me at all. Im just trynna' bust a nut and be outta here.
"Fuck Quincy!" she screamed.
I just kept going cause my nigga was really lost up in there. Like loose, I aint eva been in no shit this loose. Niggas been done ran a train on this one, but she the homegirl so Ima keep my attitude down.
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I woke up in Jade's bed, and I had to get out of there. I had an errie feeling and I wasnt liking it at all. I got out her shit, fuck having to take a piss, or a shower I can hold it till I get home. I grab my keys off the table and pulled out her driveway. All I could think about was Aaliyah and how I really fucking did her wrong. I didnt give a fuck about her heart, and all those times she told me what would make her leave, and I didnt just that. Ontop of that, Im still fuckin' randoms left and right. I just couldnt believe what the fuck I had done.
I pull up to my crib and walk into fucking emptiness. Head upstairs and got undressed. I turn the shower on, got in and just stood there for some time. Just letting the water hit me, everywhere. I hear my phone buzzing against the counter but I let it be. I wasnt gonna do anything today that was important.
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