Stormy's pov
Entering the old smelly apartment building I climb up the stairs and made my way up to my apartment door. once I was inside I noticed the microwave. it was 3:45. I usually get home way earlier than that but considering I was almost gang raped by a bunch of bums, it did delay my walk home.
My mind swiftly thought of the word home, this isn't my home. honestly I don't know what home is. I moved the thought of it to the back of my mind and quickly looked around the living room. I was relieved that john wasn't in his usually spot once again. I made my way to his bedroom door just to make sure I wasn't trippin. I peeked inside and let out a sigh of relief. he wasn't in there either.
I walked to my room and took off my jeans and found a pair of sweats that I actually did have out of the few clothes I owned. I left my hoodie on. I didn't feel like taking it off. I got under my covers and gently went to sleep. no matter how uncomfortable this bed was, after school naps are always the best.
Rashad (king) pov
I just don't understand what's wrong with people. after seeing those guys harassing that girl, I couldn't just sit there and let what was about to happen to that girl happen. my momma raised me better than that.
But that girl man, she was beautiful. I couldn't stop staring at her and them eyes of hers, they were like hypnotizing. But a female was the least thing on my mind right now. I had business to take care of.
Which consist of me taking a damn nap. pulling up to my gated mansion, I put in the code and waited until the gate to open. I parked my car in my big ass driveway next to my all red lamborghini gallardo. some niggas are obsessed with hoes, but me, im obsessed with cars. I walked in my house and disarmed the alarm system.
"Hey Mr.king I was just almost done cleaning the kitchen." My maid lilly said. Lilly was this old little chinese woman that I hired to clean my house. since I wasn't gon do the shit.
"Alright lilly take your time, im bout to take a nap real quick " I said.
"Alright Mr.King." She said walking away, going back to do what she do best.
I made my way up to my all black master bedroom and flopped down on my bed. just as I was about to go into a deep hood sleep my phone went off.
"Who the fuck!" I said grabbing my phone and answering without caring who the fuck it was.
"Can I help you?" I answered nonchalantly. Then I heard giggles on the other side of the phone. at that moment I was annoyed.
"Yes you sure can daddy." A female voice said.
"Who the fuck are you?" I asked.
"Are you kidding me right now. You don't remember me?" she asked.
"Obviously if I asked who the fuck you is." I stated the obvious.
"The girl you met at the club, took me home, we had sex, you gave me your number, my name Jazmyne." She said in a duh tone.
I then cursed under my breath. why the fuck did I give this $2 hoe my number. "Oh yea I remember you." I said not really giving a fuck.
"Ooooo someone is not in the best mood. Maybe I can come over and make it better." She said in a seductive voice.
"Look that ain't gon happen. I'll call you if I need a sexual favor." I hunged up right in her face. bitch disrupting my sleep and shit. I don't play that shit. I tossed my phone on the other side of my california king bed and slowly started drifting off.
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Truth Be Told
General Fiction18 year old stormy rose summers life wasnt the best. living life day by day, hoping for it to get better. not knowing what love is and never experienced the magically feeling, stormy finds herself miserable, lonely, confused, hurt, and destroyed. th...