I Wished You Loved Me

Chapter 4

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All I see is signs, all I see is dolla signs. Money throw it up watch it fall out from the sky! -Rihanna

When I opened my eyes and saw we were driving up to a tall iron gate, all I thought was cha-ching! It was so unreal to me because lets be real, I leaved in the hood all my life and never been to the good area of Chicago. Everything I saw was like from a fairytale, yall know I was acting brand new cause I was even trippin' off the grass being so green. Yall know some black people don't know how'd act when they get around nice stuff.

And then when we walked inside the house I wanted to blurt out, "Oh shit!" and start twerking. But I decided not to, I kept my composure and said this instead,

"This a nice house. What kinda job you got?"

Now before I go on, I know what yall thinking, why the hell would I say some shit like that. Well, I wanted to know. An! So what!

"You don't need to know all that right now. You hungry?"

This nigga surely do know how'd feed a bitch huh. I thought as I nodded my head yes.

"Iight, make ya self at home. Ima be back."

Ha! He ain't have to tell me twice. I took off my shoes, dropped my duffel bag and went roaming around his house like the nosy bitch I am.

His house was bomb as fuck yall. I could picture myself living here. He had like 5 bathrooms and that bitch. Swimming pool, tennis court, the whole 9 yards. I was about to go into a door that wasn't open, but before I could, he snuck up behind me and scared the shit of me.

"Don't go in this room, you not allowed in there. Ever." He said to me with a serious tone and continued,

"Come down stairs yo food is ready."

What in the hell was in that room that was so secretive. I didn't pay it no mind though and followed him to the kitchen.

My mouth instantly started watering and I bet , money my lip was hanging too. Laid out on the table was a full course meal, Pork chops, mash potatoes, and broccoli. Oh my lord, I was in heaven. I said no words I just grabbed my plate and started going in on the food.

"You tryna get me fat aint you." I said, biting into my pork chop.

He laughed, "Nah."

"Where you learn how'd cook like this?"

"My mom. She told me it was important to know how'd cook. Food is also the way to a womans heart." He winked and then gave me that Kool-Aid smile.

I looked at him, smiled and continued eating.

After I was finished eating we went upstairs and watched a little tv.

"Can I ask you a question Dymond?"

"Yea. But can I ask you a question first" I said, with my eyes still on the tv.

"Yea, what up?" He said looking a lil nervous.

"What was in that room that you didn't want me to see earlier?" I said

"You really wanna know huh?"

"Duh, I wouldn't have asked if I didn't."

"Did anybody eva tell you, you had a smart ass mouth?" He said smirking and shaking his head.

"Yea, and I take it as a compliment. Now tell me what's in that room please." I said, starting to get impatient.

Before he said anything he had a little hesitant look on his face, then he finally got the courage to say,

"What im about to tell you cant leave this room. Im trusting you dymond. On some real shit if you diss me ima have to kill you." He said seriously. I nodded then he took a deep breath and continued,

"In that room down the hall is my safe and supply of drugs. You the only one that knows besides me now."

"How much money you got stored away?" I asked

He looked at me and said, "I don't know probably over a million dollars."

What the fuck! This nigga got that bread, that cheddar, that bank roll I thought to myself.

A few minutes of awkward silence had passed then he said,

"So can I ask my question now since you know a secret of mine?"

"Yea sure."

"Why didn't you really want me to drop you off at yo auntie crib the other day?"

I gazed up at him nervously.

"I mean, you can tell me the truth. Don't be acting all scared."

Oh lawd. I knew this moment was coming, I just didn't think it would at that moment. Should I make up another lie, or tell him the honest to God truth. At that moment a million questions was running through my head. I liked him and felt like he wouldn't judge me so I just turned around toward him and flat out told him every thing that had been going on. After I told him, I was searching for a reaction on his face or waiting for him to kick me out but to my surprised he didnt. He just looked at me then pulled me toward him and held me in his arms tightly.

"Dymond, I know we don't know each other that well yet. But from the moment I met you I knew you was special. I can take care of you, and you would neva have to worry about me hurting you. You understand what i'm sayin' shorty?" He said as he looked down at me with a sincere face.

I couldn't get any words out, so I just nodded my head.

Now I aint no wimp ass bitch or nothing, but I aint gone lie a tear fell from my eyes and after that I started crying like a new born baby. I had let out all the hurt, and pain I was feeling from what had happened to me in the past. It was actually the first time anybody actually cared for me and I liked that feeling.

Marc held my cry baby ass the whole night. I was kind of shocked he ain't try in take advantage and try'd get some from me. Maybe I was so use to no good ass niggas that I forgot it was some nice ones around that existed.

I awoke from my sleep, I looked up and made sure Marc was asleep before I slowly slid out from under him and went to grab my duffel bag; I pulled out my diary and began to write.

Dear diary,

So much has happened the past few days. I think I'm beginning to fall for Marc. I didnt think it was gone happen in such small time though. When he told me that he would never hurt me I was thinking "nigga please, you just like the rest of these niggas that say something and do the exact fuckin' opposite." And then on top of that he basically told me he sell drugs. Not weed, but crack. Maybe he not the right guy for me. I should be messin' with somebody that has a HONEST living. But now that I think about it, maybe I shouldn't assume just yet. I thought about it, and I'm not gone take advantage of him just for a come up cause that's some shiesty shit. I wanna get to know who he really is cause he could be crazy for all I know, and my dumb ass staying here. I guess I gotta think of this as a new beginning; that's it, a fresh start. I need to woman the fuck up and get my shit together. Old Dymond is gone, it's a new bitch in charge and she ready for what ever!

-Dymond , xOxO