My New Girl

"hello..??"

i answered my phone sounding irritated. who the fuck was callin me at 4am they was bound to wake up my girl.

"i need you right now daddy"

the familiar voice said. i instantly knew who it was. India my girl best friend i knew she liked me but i never knew that she would even try me. I mean come on im her best friend boyfriend. But anyway india was every mans dream. She have the body every woman wants with her size 3 waist and her 6 pack abs with natural long shiny curls that dropped to her shoulders she is fine as fuck.

"are you drunk?" i ask suspiciously as i slowly unwrapped my arms from around Bre i kissed her cheek and quietly went into the living room.

"no i realize what i want please come over so we can talk."

im thinking to myself like is she crazy if Bre catch us ill lose her. But i couldnt stop thinking about what india would taste like. i always had a crush on her i used bre to get close to her now here i am in love with the wrong one. maybe we should talk. Shit this was the whole reason for me getting with bre.

"alright ma. Here i come lettme throw some clothes on and you do the same."

"alright." she said. her voice was so soft and sweet i knew i had to have her. so after we hung up i got in the shower i was washing my hair and thinking about how it would feel to be deep in india dont get me wrong there was nothing wrong with bre she was 18 and had an amazing body with almond shape slanted brown eyes people often mistaking her for being mixed with some type of asian. but she was a creole beauty queen-- i jumped when i felt arms go around me.

"baby whats wrong?" she rubbed my back. i immediatly rinsed the soap out of my hair and off of my face then i turned towards her she was beautiful. she made me rethink my decision but i couldnt get india off of my mind.

"uh nothing babe i thought you were sleeping" i pulled her closer and wrapped my arms around her size 4 waist then i kissed her neck.

"i was but i heard the shower runnin. where you going?"

"i got a drop at 6:30 but you know i got to pick up the squad."

"so you get up at 4am to get ready for a drop thats at 6:30?" she pulled away from me so she could look me in my eyes. damn! why she had to do that.

"baby you know im not going on no drop alone i can get robbed or killed like that i cant leave you out here on your own. i have to be here to take care of you. i gotta pick up about 20 dudes thats gone take long enough"

"they have cars why they cant meet you?"

"we meetin up at Jay house but they gone follow me there---"

"So thats where you going? thats where the bitch who was just calling your phone at!" i look at her shocked

"Man you trippin" i turned around and let the water drip down my face and body.

"im not trippin nigga!! where the fuck you really going Mister huh!?" damn she always wanna fight and shit so i snatch back the shower curtain grabbed my towel and walked out and of course she followed me. BLAH! BLAH! BLAH!

"i knew you was cheating on me!" i put on my polo boxers while thinking im not finna argue with this bitch. i put on some baby lotion and deodarant.

"i knew i shouldve left yo stupid ass i hate you!" she screamed.

"you hate me!? Who bought you this house!? huh!? Who bought you that car!? Huh!? who pay for all your clothes and shoes!? i do!? i pay your fuckin bills!! and you gone sit here and disrespect me like that!? alright just know all the stuff you sit here and accuse me of i aint doin none of it but you pushin me away so when another girl pull on me and get all this im giving you..you gone miss it. maybe then you will learn to appreciate it." i put on my red jordan shirt with the black nike sign on it

"what did you say?" she said in almost a whisper. damn she finna start crying i gotta hurry up. i put on my all black jordan shorts and slipped on my red nike socks and my red and black nike sandles i walked out the room and grabbed my keys and my black snap back

"Mister come back baby im sorry" she was crying

"nah man you straight trippin----"

my phone started ringing

"ay bruh im on my way my bitch trippin" i was pretending to talk to one of my boys

"how she find out?" damn was she sexy

"ion know but im on my way aight?"

"alright hurry up"

"alright ay um pack some clothes and shit we got a over night job to do in East Oakland"

"alright daddy"

"alright" i hung up and looked at bre

"you expect me to believe that was one of your boys?"

"see!! what the fuck!!" i walked out and opened the garage. i unlocked the doors to my Bentley and got in. damn where my axe at?? i looked under the seat then in the glove department. found it! i sprayed the axe on me and in the car. "alright im ready" i was sexy as fuck. and i smelled good. i started up my car and my music came on poundin i had alot of base in my car. on my way to India house i did alot of thinking. i felt my phone buzzin in my pocket. i paused my music

"hello"

"come home please"

"man nah ill just see you in a couple of days you trippin really hard ma you on some insecurity shit. so imma give you some time to find yourself."

"so you leaving me?" her voice cracked

"no just for a day or 2 plus i got business to do i was going to have to leave anyway you want to keep buying the things you want right?" i pulled up and parked in front of india's house.

"ok fine. i love you"

" yeah i love you too" i hung up. i love my girl and i dont want to cheat on her with her best friend but the lust i have for india is so strong. i thought about it. Fuck It! we just gone talk... right?