I woke up feeling well relaxed but the weather wasn't feeling like me it was pouring down raining that's just great I gotta leave and go home to my apartment I haven't been home for two nights I can't afford to get sick trying to leave his house and get in to a cab to I gotta work Monday and make this shmoney this bed was so comfy the sheets was so soft and tge bed had a lavender smell to it the pillows was amazing but everything is white I wonder what's that about might be his favorite color if so that's kinda of weird."Brit Brat I'm home" Brandon said I heard him coming up the stairs he walked in the room smiling gosh those dimples and that bright smile was a turn on. "How you sleep Brit?"he said. "I slept well but I gotta get home, like to my actually apartment I pay bills for" I said being serious. "Alright Brit I understand" he said depressingly. I turned around looking all confuse he was giving that face again like he was about to die
" Brandon you don't know me like that I don't know you like that and I'm still confuse why I keep coming back to your house your still considered a stranger I know no type of information about you, every time I'm headed for the door you get all sad what's that about huh?" I said getting all eager.
He inhale and exhale before explaining "It's because I really like you I've been going to that strip club since I was 19 and I've never saw a women as gorgeous as you when you charge for the door it makes me sad cause I wanna get to know you, I know we didn't do to well getting to know each other the night before but I'm willing to sit down and talk.
I raised my eyebrow I don't know what this boy got up his sleeves but I don't trust it but he's so fine when he pleads I've never had a man plead so hard for me never had a man that wanted to get to know me on a personal level this is his last chance cause he's wasting my time I still gotta count my shomey I rolled my eyes " okay let's talk" I said calmy he grinned, we sat on the bed and we began to talk he better get ready cause I have questions that needs to be answered.
"so what's your full name? where you from? what you do for a living? how you get this house? how old are you?" I said being serious.
He chuckled so many question Brit.
" My name is Brandon Kishawn Williams I'm from the Bronx and I'm 21" he said honestly. " wait I ask you five questions why you answer three what's the problem with answering all five?"I said questioning him hard
"Brit that's to personal baby let's just answer the basic question"he said
"Basic questions!? If you can't answer simple questions than we can't talk my guy, Brandon you playing games with me" I said. This dude just keeps wasting my time like I don't got a life of my own I still gotta count my shmoney I gotta go by me some thongs I got things to do."Alright Brit.. you right I'm a popular drug dealer in the Bronx, and I got this house cause my parents own a popular company in the city there you happy?" he said.
Happy was far from the word I was upset here I am talking to a drug dealer who lives off his parents Nah I gotta go I got off the bed finding my clothes to be folded on the floor. "Brit why you leaving I was honest with you what did I say wrong?" he said.
"No I gotta go" I said in a rush. I ran for the door and all sudden his 6'2 self block the door. "move Brandon I can't do this anymore" I said I felt a tear come down my eye I haven't cry since I broke up with my boyfriend 2 years a go." Wait Brittany why you crying baby talk to me" he said.
I couldn't even speak I was falling to the floor breaking down about my past and what I've been through I couldn't tell him why I'm crying I'm an emotional gangsta I pick myself up real quick when I feel myself bout to cry but I couldn't hold the tears in"Brit c'mon sit on the bed" he said rubbing my back. He pick me up even though he known I don't like being pick up but my body was to weak to complain he laid me on the bed I had was crying for an 1hour 1/2 Brandon wipe every tear that came from my eye before I knew it I fell back to sleep in his white bed.
