O N E N I G H T S T A N D
*Sorry y'all! Last chapter was chapter 12. Lol. I miss counted! I got it together lol. But I see ALL you guys comments, votes and messages. Just because I don't respond to everyone, don't mean I ain't lurkin' up in them comments. Thanks for rockin wit me this far. I have more juiciness to come. Love y'all!
Milan
"There's something off about her. I don't like her at all." Tanya smiled while cutting the skins off the boiled potatoes to make her infamous potato salad.
Milan sighed. "Mama she's fine. Maybe me and her just need to sit down like adults and talk it out. She's probably a really nice person."
She shook her head. "I know a sneaky bitch when I see one. I can just tell by the way she acts. Trust me, mama ain't no fool. Listen to me baby."
Milan waved her off.
Milan woke up during the wee hours of the night. She looked at the alarm clock sitting on the nightstand. It read 3:50 in the morning. She heard the crickets outside and the warm summer breeze through her French windows. Milan hadn't spoken to her mother for days and the first conversation they had was in her dream. She rolled out the bed and went across the hall to check on the kids. After kissing the kids while they slept, she went downstairs to get something to drink.
A knock on her door startled her causing her to drop her glass cup on the floor. Milan cursed to herself before opening the door revealing her bestfriend Meeca. Milan moved out the way and allowed Meeca to come in. She closed the door after her and turned around confused.
"And why are you at my house at four in the morning?" Milan asked, still tired.
Meeca shrugged and sat down on the couch. "Well my husband made me mad and we got in an argument so I left so I'll be sleeping over tonight."
"I guess that calls for liquor and snacks. Vodka, Hennessy or Ciroc?" Milan asked walking to the kitchen and grabbing the broom to clean up the mess.
"Bitch you know I want some Ciroc." Meeca answered.
After cleaning up the glass, Milan poured Ciroc in glasses and grabbed some snacks for her and her bestfriend. She carried the stuff to the living room and turned on the flatscreen to Love and Hip Hop.
"I had a crazy ass dream bitch. I'm so confused by it. I don't know if it's a warning, a sign or just a crazy dream." Milan chuckled.
Meeca looked at Milan while sipping her liquor. "What happen? You had some dick?"
"No but it was about my baby fathers girlfriend or should I say soon to be wife." She answered.
Meeca clapped. "Yes I wanna' know! Spill the tea."
"Alright so, mommy was in the dream. We was sitting in the kitchen at her beach house and she was making her potato salad. She was like telling me how she doesn't trust Stephanie. She was saying that I should like watch out for her and that Stephanie's not a good person. I kept saying she was though. I remember her looking so pretty just like how she used to look. Her skin was so vibrant, her hair was nice and jet black and she was smiling. Man, I miss her smile so much. I'm definitely going to miss that potato salad. No matter how hard I try, I can never make it as good as she does. Took me years of trying." Milan explained.
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One Night Stand
General FictionOne night, six years ago on her 20th birthday, Milan involved herself in a steamy, outrageous one night stand with a man whom she's never seen or met before. The next morning, the mysterious man and Milan said their goodbyes and never contacted each...