Wanting (A Mindless Behavior Story)

Chapter O7

Shivón POV:

7:57 A.M

Prince was going to be here any minute. I had on a outfit that wasn't too sexy, but sexy enough. I was wearing....(Picture of Shivón's outfit to the right) I was looking in the mirror, you know, making sure I didn't have any flaws with what I was wearing, when my door bell rang. I grabbed my purse and head outside. I saw the black car, the same one that followed me home that one day. Prince was standing in front of the passenger seat. he was talking on the phone when we looked right in my direction.

"Yeah, I'll call you later." he said while hanging up the phone.

I walked over to him.

"Well hello beautiful." he said while opening the door for me. I couldn't help but blush.

"Good morning." I said with a little grin.

I got into the car and he closed the door and hopped into the driver's seat.

"I like this car. Is it new?" I asked him

"No. Actually it's my cousin Mathew's. I'm staying with him until I can land on my feet."

"Oh that's nice."

"Yeah it is."

"So where are we going?" I asked

"Is I-hop okay? I'm sorry if  its not. I know you were expecting better. I don't really have a lot of money right now." he said and looked down

"No-no, I-hop is fine. I love I-hop." I said with a smile

We drove in silence for about five minutes when Prince began to talk.

"Hey uh, can I ask you something?" he said unsurely.

"Yeah. What is it?"

"Well, after we ran into each other at the club, I had got a few shots. I didn't really remember anything after that, but my friends said I followed you into the bathroom. Did I?"

I knew it was him! it had to have ben him. The hair, the accent. Of course!

"Well, yeah and you kinda kissed me and felt me up."

Prince looked away from me. I  could tell he was completely embarrassed.

"But hey." I began. "We both had a few drinks so let's just put it in the past and forget about it."

"Okay." he said shyly as we pulled into the parking lot. We got out the car and headed inside.

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When we got inside and a waitress showed us to our seats. We sat down and looked at our menu. I peeped from it and saw that Prince was staring at me. It was very flattering yet a bit scary since his face seemed so familiar. I put my menu down and he quickly looked away. 

"So do you have any family that live in L.A besides your cousin?" I asked him

I could tell that question made him a little mad because I could see it in his facial expression.

"Yeah I do." he said rudely "But I don't think they want to see me."

I looked at him a little confused.

"How come? What happen-

"Look why are you asking me all these questions?! Just order something already!" he yelled abruptly

I looked at him with hurt in my eyes. I could tell he felt bad. Right before he could say anything I hurried out of the restaurant, tears rolling down my eyes.

I was able to flag down a taxi so I could get home. Right when it pulled up to the curb, Prince ran outside toward me.

"Look Shivón, I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said. I just got a little frustrated thinking about my family."

I really didn't care what he had to say. I just stepped into the taxi when Prince grabbed my wrist firmly, sending a sharp pain up my arm.

"PRINCE LET GO OF MY ARM NOW!" I said trying to push him off. He just gripped my wrist even tighter.

"Look I said sorry now let's go back inside!" he said while yanking me.

I slapped Prince with all my might. He let go of my wrist and put his hands to his cheek.

"You son of a bitch!" he yelled. "You're gonna regret that!" He stormed back inside and I hopped into the taxi and headed home.