Kaydence
"Real shit Liese, I haven't seen Honey smile this wide since I met her." I whispered. Tapping on her shoulder.
She smirked and nodded her head towards Q. Indicating that he was the reason. We were at this mom and pops diner. Liese and Honey ass be all over when it comes to food. I'm assuming they were regulars, since the owners knew them by name.
"What y'all getting?" Qasim questioned. Tugging at his watch. Q wasn't a fan of wrist watches, but O didn't know that. He wore it to make her happy.
"O getting this turkey sandwich, and some guacamole stuff. I'm probably getting this burger, and fries joint" he replied.
I leaned against Liese. Lately she's been looking drained, tired. Outright stressed to be honest.
"Munchie, you okay?"
She smiled widely and gave me a slight nod.
"Yeah, I am. I'm tired though. Been extremely tired lately" she replied. A small yawn escaping her lips. I placed a kiss on her exposed shoulder. I felt her shudder.
Our waitress walked over, and Q demeanor changed automatically. I looked between him and the waitress. She looked really familiar. Then it clicked.
"Ms.Winters?"
She smiled at me and greeted the rest of the table. Everyone ordered except Q. Nigga sat there stone faced.
"He'll take the Vivian platter. Well done, and all the trimmings. Please, thank you" Honey spoke. She gave Q mom an apologetic smile.
She did this bow/ curtsy thing. She quickly snatched up the menus. She scurried off down the aisle.
"That was rude Q,"
I had to agree. I know she felt uncomfortable. That was uncomfortable for me to watch. He shrugged his shoulders, and dismissed us altogether.
"Yeah man, you didn't have to do her like that. Regardless, she's still your mom. You have to give her respect." I interrupted, shaking my head back and forth.
He sucked his teeth, and mumbled a whatever. His mom walked back over with our drinks.
"Your orders will be ready in a few" she spoke, smiling warmly.
He stared ahead like she wasn't there. Ignoring her existence. She looked like she was contemplating speaking.
"I'm sorry Qasim, I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. I don't know if you took meeting me into consideration, but I pray you do"
Q licked his lips.
"Either you can go with me, or I'm leaving O. Choice is yours."
Liese looked at O, her and Q had a staring match going on. She raised her brow, wet her lips a little and held her finger up. I groaned. Every male knows, that's the universal sign for the; I ain't ya child motherfucker argument. I looked down at the table.
Honey
I know I only have one daddy! This nigga was tripping- hard at that. I didn't want to do this at his mom job, so I decided to leave; and curse his ass out on the way home.
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Winter's Love
Ficción GeneralHoney Ortiz was raised with a silver spoon in her mouth. Stuck up doesn't even describe her. Always getting what she wants. No isn't in her vocabulary. 23 year old Qasim has always been a product of the street- matter of fact he is the streets! Born...