Story of a Thug (An Urban Story)

Chapter 8

Mariah

After all the events that took place today I just went home took a quick shower and hopped in my bed. My bed was the only place I loved being in times like this. Just as I was about to close my eyes and drift my phone started ringing. I was so tempted to throw that shit at the wall. I snatched the phone off my night stand and answered without checking the caller ID.

*phone convo*

“What!?” I answered with hella attitude.

“Damn ma! Drop the attitude.” Ahh Darius. It kind of lifted my mood a bit to hear his voice.

“Sorry. I’m just not feelin all too hot right now.” I told him.

“Yea, I heard what happened. You good?” He asked me.

“Yea. I’m good.” I responded.

“Alright well I’m dropping by in about 10 minutes.”

“Ight. Bye.” And we hung up

*End of convo*

~~10 minutes later~

I heard a knock on the door. I made my way down the stairs in my black Nike spandex shorts and a black sports bra.

“What’s Gucci ma nigga?” I heard my brother say while dapping Darius.

“Not much, just straight chillin. Yuh know how I do.” He replied.

As I approached him Darius looked at me and licked his lips. My brother noticed because he turned to see what he was looking at.

“Ahh so my sister is why you came over? I thought we were gunna chill or some shit. Trader. Hmm I see. And you little girl….” He said pointing at me.

“Go find the rest of your clothes, y’all are not gunna be chillin with you dressed like that.” He finished in a joking but yet serious manner.

“This is my house too! If I wanna wear my sports bra and shorts then that’s what ima do.” I told him while laughing at the way he overreacts for the silliest things. Darius just stood back watching with a big grin on his face.

“Anywayyyy! C’mon D.” I said grabbing Darius’s hand and pulling him behind me.

“You better not be giving her no D Darius! No fuckin in my house! Better yet no fuckin Period! Remember I will kill you I don’t care if you my best friend or not! Leave that room door opened as well.” Machai yelled behind us. Darius and I both just busted out laughing. He was always so dramatic for no reason! Wow. We walked into my room and I shut the door behind us and hopped in my bed, Darius followed and we just layed down together and we started talking about everything under the sun. The reason I liked Darius so much was because no matter what he always listens, he doesn’t judge you no matter how much you fuck up. He was always there for me and he treated me like a queen and not like a basic bitch. I was leaning against my head board and he was lying between my legs while I played with his hair. I promised I would give him a braid up later. We just sat in a comfortable silence after about a good hour of conversing.

“I want you to be my girl Mariah.” He said breaking the silence. I looked at his face to see if he was serious.

“Are you serious?” I asked a bit shocked. I didn’t think he would ask me. I thought I was gunna have to be the one to handle shit.

“Hell yea I’m serious. Like I said, I like you a lot. We should have been together from time. I don’t want to see any other nigga tryna claim you. I want you to be mine.” He expressed. I was smiling mad hard.

“Then we are together. I do not want any other man but you. I also don’t want to see you with any of these hoes.” I told him.

“You aint even gotta worry about that. I only want you.” I bent down and gave him a kiss on his lips. As time passed he deepened the kiss. He ran his tongue over my lower lip asking for entrance and I was more than happy to oblige. He turned so that he was fully facing me and laid me down flat on my bed while he trailed hot kisses from my neck down to my stomach. I moaned in pleasure as I felt his member start to rise. I wasn’t gunna have sex with him tonight. We just got together and I’m not even tryna be easy. Before things got any further I flipped him over gave him one last deep kiss and got up. The poor boy looked so confused.

I laughed at his facial expression.

“Sorry boo boo but I am not letting you have sex with me after we just got together. You gotta earn your way into this cookie jar.” I stated. He licked his lips as he eyed me up and down.

“Mmm, well you’re well worth the wait. Now go get dressed I’m taking you out tonight.” He said as he hopped off my bed.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“No questions just get ready and meet me downstairs.” Ohhh well excuse me! I did as I was told and went into my closet and pulled out my dark blue skinny jeans a black top and my black cardigan and matched it with a pair of J’s. I descended the stairs, I yelled to my Machai that we were leaving and we made our way out. We hopped into his all black Audi R8 and we were heading to only God knows where.

Darius

Mariah and all her questions. Just sit back and enjoy the ride. I was taking her to a place I’ve been coming too ever since I was young with my pops before he  was shot and killed outside of a gas station for mistaken identity. My world crumbled around me the day my momma got that phone call. He used to always take me up to this waterfront bridge in front of the city at night so I could see the lights reflect off the water. It always made me relax every time I came to it and had a lot of shit on my mind. So I figured I would take her there so she could relieve some stress. Mariah just wouldn’t stop asking questions though. I just smiled at her and kept it moving. When we arrived 20 minutes later I cut the engine and hopped out, she looked kind of confused at first but she hopped out right after.

“Why are we here?” She asked.

“Remember how I was telling you about my dad and shit?” I asked her. She nodded her head.

“Well he always used to take me up here at night when I was in a bad mood or just wanted to clear my head. I know you’ve been through hella shit this week and I felt like this would be the perfect place to help you clear your head.” I explained to her.

“Wow. It’s beautiful for real. You and your dad had a real good relationship as far as I can tell.” She observed. I chuckled thinking back on all the good and stupid shit we did when we went out somewhere.

“Yea, we did. He taught me everything I know. I wish he was still here so he could teach me more, but I’m grateful to even have had him in my life.” I was always real open with Mariah. I don’t know why, I guess there was something about her that had a nigga ready to tell his whole life story.

“That’s amazing. Something that we don’t see around here too often. I wish I had that type of relationship with one of my parents but I guess everything happens for a reason.” She said with a hint of sadness in her voice as she looked out into the distance. I went behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist as I rested my face in the crook of her neck.

“You’re right. You have your brother though and if you have anything to be thankful for be thankful for that.” I whispered in her ear.

“I know that for sure. I love my brother more than I love myself sometimes. Do you know how hard it is to be a 12-14 year old boy and take care of a girl going through a bunch of changes in life? I have mad respect for Machai.” She replied. I understood what she was saying 100%. I kissed her neck. For a girl who was only 18 she’s been through hella shit.

“Let’s go. I’m taking us to grab something to eat.” Don’t take me for a bitch because of the way I am around Mariah. I’m only like this around her.  None of the other girls I ever fucked with ever heard these stories or got affection from me like this. I may be a thug but shit even thugs need love too.

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I wanted to show a little bit of the relationship that Darius and Mariah have in this chapter.

So Darius opens up about the death of his dad. Remember that story because it might pop up again later on.

Machai is too stupid! Lmao. Ahh man

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