Holdin' Down Mr.Right

Chapter 7

*Robin*

It is now November and its just about time for Thanksgiving. This will be my first Thanksgiving without my dad. So I was kinda depressed. Michael and I was gonna spend the day together and he said he had a surprise for me.

I think its about time that Marcus met my brother for the first time. I was kinda tired of lying to him and I know he knew something was up.

"Heyy babygirl" Stephanie yelled walking to my locker. "Wassup Mama's ?" I said blowing her a kiss while getting ready for my next class. "Oh nothing...I'm bouta be out tho" she laughed. I noticed she had her coat on. "Bitch its only 4th period" I laughed with her. "Girl ain't nobody here and its the day before break..live a little" she said playfully pushing me. "Your right but I'ma leave after this because I needa give Marcus some time" I said while texting him to pick me up. "Alright, bye baby see you saturday" she said before hugging me and walking away. She was prolly gonna go see her boyfriend.

The bell rung and I made my way to my math class. Shit was wild dry, I shoulda left but I got my homework done there so I was good. After I finished my work I went to sit with Angela and we talked till the bell rung again. "So you leaving ? because Marcus can drop you off" I asked as we walked out the class. "Nahh I gotta stay I gotta test in History" he said whining. "Awww poor baby...but text me if you need help just go to the bathroom" we laughed and hugged before I left.

Tess was absent today because she went to spent time with her fathers new girlfriend. A little bounding time never hurt anyone. I walked back to my locker and put my books in my locker then saw Michael texted me. I opened it....

Michael: Come straight home after school don't be bullshitting because I gotta surprise for you.

Me: Don't nobody be bullshitting but ok..

I grabbed my coat and walked out, as I was walking out I spotting Marcus across the street. He looked worried though.

"What's wrong baby ?" I asked giving him a kiss before getting in. "You said to pick you up early ? What's wrong ?" he asked looking me in the eye. I had to laugh he looked so concerned but it was cute. "Ohhh noooo, I just wanted to leave because it was the day before break" I giggled while turning the radio on. "Fo' real ? Well I know you not going home so I gotta handle some business and you finna tag along" he said as we drove off.

I never be around nothing that Marcus does so this is kinda something new to me. Just like my father and Michael they always wanted me away from that lifestyle. But when you date a thug you gotta take what comes with it and I'm down for whatever.

We pulled up to this nice as neighborhood alot of older people though. Marcus said we had to park a block away though, I guess becuase of cops. We stop at this really big white and green house it was beautiful. He handed me a pair of rubber gloves from the mailbox then whipped it off. As we walked it all you saw was nice ass paintings,I wonder if someone lived here. Shit I wouldn't mind living here my damn self it was nice. An over sized flat screen inbeded in the wall over the fire place. A long tan couch with matching coffee table and lamps.

"Just make yourself comfortable" Marcus said handing me a remote. I stretched my body on the couch and turned on some Awkward. "OMGGGG It was her mother who wrote it" I yelled at the tv. Marcus was laughing as he heading to another room. I must of fell asleep again because when I woke up Real World was on. I cut off the tv and went to the bathroom.

I started to get a little hungry so I went to look for Marcus. I heard noise coming from the back so I went to go check it out. I couldn't belive my eyes, I guess those were his workers but they was counting pills and putting them in bags. It was alot to take in. "Heyy what are you doing here ?" a deep voice spoke I jumped. I turned around to see some crusty ass burnt looking nigga. "I'm looking for Marcus" I said rolling my eyes. "Well ain't no bitches..." Is all he got out before I spazzed. "Who the fuck your burnt looking ass calling a bitch" I yelled. My father always told me don't let no nigga disrepect you.