Nine (Filler)

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"So you mean to tell me she threw a damn bottle at you and called you fat?," Taylor interrogated. "I can't believe that," she breathed out. I was on the edge of her bed while she was under her thick fluffy comforter.

"Just wait 'til I get grown. I'm moving the hell outta there. I don't need that type of drama in my life Tay. My dad's birthday is right around the corner and I already got a lot of shit on my mind," I exhaled with my leg shaking uncontrollably.

"Moving on, what about you and Julian, because y'all was a little too hugged up in that car, though. Y'all fucked didn't y'all."

"No, girl, why is that all you think about?," I copped an attitude.

"Cuz, you act grown any damn way, you might as well play the part," she giggled grabbing a nail file and filing her natural nails.

It was time to tell the truth. No more hurting. No more pain. Time to be free from the burdens from my past.

"I'm not a virgin, Taylor. I lost mine a long time ago," I confessed.

"To who, girl? Was he big?," she wondered crawling towards me. I exhaled, so I wouldn't cry this time.

"My mom's ex-husband. He raped me numerous times and he got me pregnant so, I aborted it. I refused to let my child into the world as a rape baby. I wasn't ready ya'know. I was just a little girl. I couldn't take care of it," I admitted letting tears fall.

"Are you serious? Girl, are you okay? I'm so sorry," she showed pity as she embraced me into a warm hug.

"Listen, it's okay, I'm over it. That man is in the past and he will not be in my future. That man will get what is coming to him, so don't worry," I assured wiping my tears.

Taylor had tears streaming down her face. It hurt that my past could upset somebody so much, they have no choice but to feel sorry for me.

As silence occurred, my phone rang. I didn't feel like answering my phone considering it might be my momma. I had no time to listen to her bullshit ass apology, because it don't mean anything to me now. "I'm going to get us something to eat," she confirmed patting my thigh.

My notification ringtone indicating there was a new text on my phone. Taylor came into the room with all my favorite snacks: Hot Funyuns, Honey Buns, and a Cookies n' Cream Hershey Bar.

"So, what's on TV anyway?," I asked avoiding my phone ringing.

"This phone is getting on my nerves," Taylor complained. Before I could turn my phone on silent, Tay grabbed my phone and answered it.

"This is Taylor White, substituting for Loyalty Parker, how may I help you?," she answered as if she was a secretary.

"Oh, it's just your bae," she lazily said as she tossed my phone to me returning to her first spot in the bed.

I rolled my eyes and answered it, "Hey baby."

"Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to come through. I got something I wanted to talk to you about," He replied.

Just by the sound of his voice made me blush.

"Okay Julian, I'll be there soon," I responded.

From the corner of my eyes, I could see Taylor mocking me with her hand. I shot her a bird as I listened to Julian talking on the phone. When he finished, I hung up, gathered up my stuff, and got ready to go.

"Oh, so you just gonna ditch me to be all by myself. It's cool, I'll just call my nigga up to keep me company," Taylor remarked turning on her TV to watch Martin.

"You a hoe," I whispered half-jokingly before I walked out.

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I pulled up at Julian's house and knocked on the door. My heart sped up with nervousness. I didn't know if he told his dad yet, or he already knows.

As normal, he answered the door instead of his dad. "Hey baby," he greeted as he enveloped me in a close hug. "You okay?," he asked grabbing my hand.

"Yeah, it's just a lot going on," I slightly admitted.

I walked in the house and it was very silent. A feeling of anxiety came over me, it was very weird.

"Wher-"

"My dad is on another business trip. Actually that's kinda what I wanted to talk to you about. I want the world to know about you and I. Including my dad."

I giggled at his corniness. "I'd like that, so I want to you to officially ask it."

"Loyalty Parker, will you be my girl?," he proposed.

"I already am. I just wanted to here you ask," I stated before I kissed his soft lips.

He lifted me up on his waist as our tongues danced together. "Julian, stop," I giggled as he kissed my neck. We finally made it to his room and he lightly placed me on the mattress.

I stripped out of my jeans and tank top and was left with my bra and boy shorts on. He stripped out of his True Religions and his polo shirt. He was only in his Calvin Klein's and I had to admit, he was really sexy without his clothes on.

"You see something you like?," he asked as he licked his lips.

"I might, I don't know, I have a man. He's light skin, with tattoos and he's from Philly. He will kill for me. You should've saw him at the pool party," I replied.

"That's too bad. I have a girlfriend, she's caramel toned, she's fine as fuck, super thick, big titties and a nice ass," he described playing along with my game.

I walked him by jumping on him and planting kisses on his lips.

"Don't start something you can't finish," he remarked. I bit my lip and stared at his eyes.

"What if I want you to finish it," I flirted.

He pushed me on the bed and got on top of me. "Don't make me put in work," he flirted back.

I laughed as I got under the covers and started to drift off to sleep. He kissed me on my forehead and got on the left side of me pressing his erection on my butt.

"No, Julian, stop," I smiled scooting away from him.

"Goodnight, baby girl," he sighed tired of me playing games with his emotions.

"The good comes to those who wait," I muttered before I went to sleep.

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