"Nick let me the fuck go" I screamed as he grabbed my wrist damn near dragging me in front of the club. I almost lost my shit in there so I didn't even really fight it. He got me fucked up if he thinks Ima let that shit slide. His clown ass ex was sneaking her way in our section and fucking pushed me.
" Miracle calm yo ass down ,ima talk to her myself. I don't know why you let that girl push yo buttons' ' he calmly tells me looking me dead in the face with a straight face.
" why are you always sticking up for her, you love her nick?....huh?.... I fucking asked you a question " I screamed at him, I'm tired of him and his bull shit with this bitch. Every time I turn around this bitch come fucking up some shit.
" mann here we go with this shit again , yo ass be tripping over the littlest shit can you calm down and come back in ? Be the older person " he said as we began to walk towards the security guards who already knew us automatically let us through.
"Whatever Nick " I replied irritated rolling my eyes, I'm not even about to do too much over her cause it isn't even worth it. I got something for his ass. We departed ways once we got back in.
"Give me 3 shots of Dusse straight," I told the bartender. This fine ass caramel boy is steadily staring at me. I poke my ass out to test him. Either he is looking at my body or my face, two different interests. I see he makes his way over here. I search to make sure Nick is out of sight.
"So you're here alone ?" He says licking his lips staring me deep in my eyes kind of made me feel uncomfortable for a second. I began to check him out for my usual teeth and shoe check. So far so good.
"Why...does it matter?" ..yeah I know I'm difficult I have to be my name hold to much weight in these streets so cant let a nigga think shit easy, He looked so familiar ... like I knew him
"Well as beautiful as you are, you shouldn't be but shid I gotta make sure ain't no nigga finna snake me trying to talk to yo fine ass so I hope you're alone... "
"That pick up line is so corny"
" I'm sorry sweetheart I'm not sure how you would like me to approach you.. Respectfully or carelessly...well um can I have your number or can I get it from you brother?"
"You should be glad you're cute...Wait, my brother?" I looked at him very confused on how he knows my God brother...Then I remembered...our childhood friends.
. As I gave him my number I did another search for Nick. I love Nick but I know his ass aint shit and I can see right through all the bullshit ass lies he tells me. So nah you can't play the player just game.
"Wait...your Carlos...you use to hang out with my God brother all the time... and spend the night with us"
He winked at me and nodded his head then walked away....
" Baby, are you ready to go? " Nick whispered in my ear. He came up from behind me after that fine boy walked away
"yeah lets ride "
*That night *
" so who was that nigga you was talking to at the club ?" He asked me while taking his clothes off to join the shower with me.
" nick what the fuck you tripping on "
"then you passed him a piece of paper, was that your # huh...... answer me ?"
" why you gotta start tonight man... can we just shower then go to bed I am not in the mood "
He ignored me and finished washing up. I know how to make his ass happy, so I gotta do what I gotta do to change that . We went into the bedroom and he was wrapped in a towel around his waist.
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Pressured Love
RandomMiracle AKA known as Money has been on the move since she left chicago at 16 years old. She don ran into so many men she learned her way around the streets... She started messing with one of these hood niggas and got herself knocked up.... She ran...