Hoe (Kelly Oubre Jr. Story)

TWO Mindsets, One Night

Naomi and Kelly in the mm

~ Omniscient ~

"What the hell are you still doing here? I told you to get out," Naomi spat.

"Look, I didn't mean to offend you. Someone just told me y-"

"So you're that naive and gullible to believe everything you hear?"

"No I-"

"You're just stupid?"

"Stop cutting me off," he demanded and she put my hands on my hips, letting his orders settle. "One of my teammates said you were a-" he stopped himself.

"A hoe?" Naomi sat on the side she usually laid on as he remained far on the other side of the foot of the queen bed.

"Yeah, how did you know?"

She laughed at his sweet, humble ignorance.

"That's what I am." she shrugged nonchalantly.

"Why would you be comfortable with people calling you that?" Kelly questioned.

"That label, was made as an ignominy for women who fulfill their sexual desires, yet a man who does the same isn't one? That's not fair, and no one can shame you with something you openly call yourself." Naomi explained.

He nodded, trying to make sense of it all as she admired his muscular build since he was still only in his underwear.

"Why would you..." he trailed off on his own question.

"Turn a bad thing good?" Naomi giggled.

"No. Put yourself out like that like you have no mor-"

"The number of men I've slept with has nothing to do with my morals, don't be one of the close minded weaklings of America."

"Why did you... what made you even start being this way?" Kelly leaned back, taking a good glance at her curvy build for himself.

Naomi froze at his wonder. Kelly thought he had asked a reasonable question, where she thought of it as a mechanism to break down the strong walls she built up.

"No ones asked me that question before," she swallowed which felt like water trying to trickle through a cotton ball.

She scooted closer to the middle of the bed and he met her half way as she crossed her legs Indian style, and tucked hair behind her double pierced ear.

"It was spring break of 2012, me and my friends," she put air quotes around friends, "Decided to go to PCB and Facebook was poppin'." she laughed a little as Kelly stared at her, awaiting the story.

"Well my alleged day ones, who of course I don't fuck with anymore, left me at this party andd I didn't know anyone except these boys, Brandon, Jalen, and Kavon."

A quick shiver ran down Naomi's spine as she thought back, and she held her hands together in a young child's praying motion.

"I was drunk and Brandon knew it, and everyone back then knew I had a huge crush on Kavon. So Jalen told me Kavon was gonna help sober me up."

Kelly leaned on his right elbow, facing her and listening with the most open mind he could. While Naomi stared into space, but it looked as if she was staring at the comforter.

"I followed Kavon in this dark bedroom that only had a small lamp as the lighting and he was drunk too, and somehow we ended up making out and we had sex. And after-"

Kelly's eyebrows furrowed and a small shriek left her mouth and her bottom lip quivered as her mind drifted so far it was as if she could see, hear, and feel everything once more.

"He pulled out and there was one person holding my wrist down on one side and someone on the other, and they handcuffed me to the bed."

Kelly reached his hand forward, wiping tears she didn't even know were rushing down as if water down the Nile river.

"And one guy came and had his way, and another and another." her voice had slowly faded into whispers and she sniffled quietly. "Until the next day and their was a twenty minute video with a link to a porn site of six worthless, god-forsaken niggas fucking me."

"The title was 'Naomi catches six bodies' and from that day on, I was a hoe, slut, bird, whatever anyone called me." she laughed lowly with a slight head shake.

"So instead of becoming a lesbian or getting closer to God... I just didn't care, because everywhere I went, no matter what I did I was a hoe. So why not laugh at it and make it my own?"

Kelly scratched above his ear, breathing in the thick air of the room as she vaguely rocked back and forth.

"I'm sorry," Kelly apologized and Naomi's heart warmed as she smiled faintly.

Although he was just sympathizing for the situation, to her, one man saying sorry was as if he was apologizing in place of the selfish little boys that manipulated her sweet innocence into a promiscuous woman.

"Thank you," she murmured, feeling like the worlds weight finally left her shoulders.

Kelly found himself gripping her waist with both hands and pulling her into his bare chest, and picking hisself up and moving until he was hovering over her.

He kissed her forehead, nose, neck, shoulder, chest, and found his way back up to her lips, before collapsing down.

Naomi's eyes widened in surprise that he wasn't going to take advantage of her vulnerability and have sex with her.

But she also took it as a token of respect, which she wasn't too fond of and wrapped her arms around his toned back, feeling the care and nurture no man has given her.

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A little insight on why Naomi is the way she is.

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