Shae White is an 18 year old stripper who lives with her 23 year old brother in Atlanta. Everything seemed to have been going smoothly until she starts to fall in love with Tremaine Jones, a former gang member. Will she be able to handle the lifesty...
After everything that went down with Brooklyn just now, I really didn't feel like sitting in the house. I thought about going to grandmas house and waiting there until tonight when everyone else came but she said she had some business to handle.
I guess Tre and I can just go site seeing or whatever. I walked out the bathroom in my robe and went into my room. Tre was laying on the bed half sleep.
"Baby." I gently tapped.
"Yeah baby?" He asked, as he sat up and rubbed his eyes.
I sat on the edge of the bed. "Let's go out somewhere. Like let's just walk around or something." He gave me a look I couldn't fully read.
"Baby you can go out and do your girly things but I just wanna be here in this bed, cuddled up with this blankets, making love to the tv." We both busted out laughing. This fool is crazy.
"Alright whatever baby. But can you look in my suitcase and find me something to wear?" He rolled off the bed. Literally.
"Alright babe. Go ahead and take you're shower. I'll pick you out something nice and comfortable." He gave me an evil smirk. I just walked out the room. I'm scared to see what he picks out.
After I finished with my shower, I went ahead and finished the rest of my hygiene things. Instead of wearing my hair down I put my curls in a messy bun. Depending on what outfit he picks out for me I'll put on a matching bandana.
I put my robe on and walk back to my room. "What you smiling so hard for?" Tre was sitting on the edge of the bed with a kool-aid smile on his face.
"I picked out an outfit for you." He got up and walked to the closest. When I seen what he picked out I was kind of shocked. I wasn't expecting him to put that together.
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"This is what you want me to wear?" I was still in shock.
"Yeah. You gotta be comfortable. Plus it's hot outside." He smiled.
"Okay. Well let me get dressed then." I gently pushed him out the room, closing the door behind him.
After I got dressed, I examined myself in the mirror. Besides the fact that I look like a freaking cantaloupe wearing clothes, I thought it was cute. I actually felt comfortable. I felt good.
There was a knock on the door. I went and opened it. "Yes Brook." I asked with a hint of attitude.
"I'm sorry about your phone." I gave her a fake smile. "I really don't care. It works, you ain't break it so we good. But if you pull something like that again I'll literally drown you instead of pushing you." She nodded her head.
"Alright. Well bye." She walked away.
Since I was finished getting ready I decided that I could go ahead and go. I grabbed my phone, purse, and keys. I was about to go out the front door but Jason stopped me.
