Show me."
"What?"
"You heard me Erica, be mine again."
I look at him crazy, what do I say God? Why now, i'm trying so hard to focus on myself and just two weeks ago I had met this guy named Vince at that party. We didn't fuck, just went to his crib, smoked, and cuddled. Nothing serious.
"I dont know about that Z."
"What you mean, you don't think i've changed?"
"No that has absolutely nothing to do with it." I say shaking ny head knowing that has a lot to do with it.
"Alright bruh." He then leaves the kitchen mad I guess. I sigh and begin to cook the food.
💛Charity💛
When I pull up to my apartment., I see Chres sitting in his car on his phone. What the hell? He then looks up and smiles when he sees me. I start to walk up the stairs to my apartment when I feel him grab my hand.
"You gone learn to start calling me!"
I roll my eyes, he looks extra sexy with his dreads and just some nike joggers, with a true religion shirt.
"Maybe I don't feel like calling you Chres, I got other things to worry about in life rather than you thirsty ass."
He looks taken back, maybe I shouldn't have went so hard. Damn I always ruin shit when it comes to fine ass niggas like him.
"You sure is right," he chcukles. "You say i'm thirsty but baby girl if you want to be completely honest I got hundreds of bitches waiting to ride my dick. You ain't no competition, I was trying to talk to you and maybe settle down." He shrugs his shoudlers and tries to walk off but I grab his arm.
"Chres wait, I'm sorry...I ain't mean that."
"What did you mean?"
I'm speechless. He really is acting booty hurt right now like damn chill out, I ain't know it was going to hurt his feelings.
"Y'know what I don't even know why I'm apologizing." I roll my eyes and drop his hand.
"And I don't know why I'm waisting my time." He clenches his jaw, damn he even sexy when he mad.
I laugh and flip him off.
"Yea cause you got hundreds bitches." I then start to walk back to my apartment. Fuck him, damn all he do is stalk my ass and ain't nobody got time for that.
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After I get off the phone with my dad I decide in a few weeks I'll go back to Texas and see them. I actually miss my family even though it is dysfunctional we all know how to get along.
My dad is full hispanic and my brother Niche and I are both mixed with black and mexican. I also have a sister named Cheyenne, but she's just my mom's daughter. My dad doesn't look mexican though, he's handsome and has a small beard and tells the funniest jokes. My mom is the more strict one, I've always been a daddy's girl. She is a photographer and used to be a model before I was born. Cheyenne said she was way nicer before Niche and I came along.
My phone then rings again.
"Hel-"
"Let me in." It's Chres. Fuck he think he is...talking about let him in.
"What?"
"Charity if you don't come open this door i'm gone kick this bitch down."
I sigh and a smile creeps across my face, damn he that into me he can't leave me alone?
I look at what I have on.
"Chres I don't have any clothes on."
I have on some black laced panties, a half white sweater and some black nike socks.
I always dress like this since I live alone.
