Chapter 20: When Larissa Met Samantha

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After the party i was James' designated driver because he was pretty fucked up. His mom drove his car and i drove her home. When i returned back to James' house he was ass naked sitting on the couch watching t.v with Timberland boots on. I couldnt help but laugh at his skinny ass. It was a good healthy laugh.
"Babe what the fuck are you going through?" I asked still laughing. He had a very serious look on his face. He was focused on whatever he was watching.
"Come here girl." He said still not taking his eyes off the t.v.
"You a funny nigga when you are drunk im going to go shower." I said. As I walked away the fact that he only had some tims on really cracked me up. Did he take his shoes off then his pants and then put the shoes back on? Im seriously trying to figure it out. All i know is that he made my day because that shit was funny. I put my ipod on the dock in the bathroom and let Ginuwine's differences take over.
"My whole life has changed." I began to sing I had no idea i was singing as loud as i was. James poked his head into the bathroom.
"Babe keep your day job." He said.
"Shut yo ass up i know this aint coming from the nigga that is still walking around naked as the day he was born with Tims on." I retorted. He started laughing.
"Larissa your yellow ass is mean." He said as he left the bathroom. It was times like these that made me love James even more. I want to be his wife and have his babies. We hadnt had sex since this whole prostitute thing came into the light. I could understand why but i think this is the perfect opportunity to seduce him. When i came out the shower he was laying on the bed still naked. He took the tims off thank god because that was going to fuck up everything i was trying to do.
"You wanna see some ass im tryna see some cash keep them dollas coming and thats gone make dance." I sang as i twirled around in my towel.
"Ok babe i see you shake that shit." He said sitting up on the bed. I was smiling trying not to laugh at his drunk naked ass. I was surprised that he was playing along but greatful. After dancing a little more i saw his dick get hard. Thats exactly the reaction i was going for.
"Aww shit babe look what you did now lil James wants to play." He said excitedly. I took "lil James" into my mouth it seemed like as soon as i began to suck it he went soft. What the fuck? This does not happen to me. No matter how much i sucked and played with it it would not go back hard again. One thing about drunk people they dont lie.
"My dick is scared of you." He said.
"WHAT?" I said.
"He dont know how many dicks you have sucked and fucked thats why he wont get hard for you." He explained.
"You dumb fuck why are you talking about your dick like its a person?" I asked.
"He is a person hes mad that hes not the only dick in your life." He continued.
"Whatever." I said getting off the bed and putting my night gown on. I couldnt even get mad at James. Got DAMMIT! How long was i going to have to go without dick? What if he gets it from another girl? He would definately be in his right. I rolled over and attempted to go to sleep. He turned over and kissed me on the cheek.
"I love you Larissa."
"I love you too." I choked out. I was crying but im sure he didnt notice because of how drunk he was. That shit was so embarassing. The next day i went to get a tour of the community college i was going to go to. I saw a few familiar faces i went to school with. I wasn't into making friends because I clearly have horrible luck in that department. During the tour i met a girl named Samantha. It seemed like her life was just as fucked up as mine. The only difference is she doesnt have a rich boyfriend she can fall back on. Her mom was a prostitute, her dads in jail and she was staying in a group home. I really felt bad for her but at least shes not completely destitute. Shes doing something right which is going to school. Her life is fucked up but i got her beat by a long shot. I liked this girl. She was caramel colored with shoulder length hair. She was tall and slender. She had piercing green eyes which was strange but beautiful Despite her circumstances she carried herself well. After the tour i got enrolled and was set to start in the next two weeks. I also exchanged numbers with Samantha My plan was to be completely focused because i wanted to get into a university so i could get my law degree. Its kind of ironic how i want to get into law with all the illegal shit ive been into. I hope to some day be a mentor to young girls who have been raped so that they dont journey into a fucked up path like I did. When i got back to James' house he was still in bed. He was most definately hung over.
"Where you been?" He asked.
"Getting enrolled in school." I told him.
"Good im proud of you do your thang boo." Ew boo? He has never called me boo. Who does he think he is? I gave him a funny look. He started laughing.
"You dont like boo?"
"No i dont so never again." He began to laugh some more but in the middle of his laughing he stopped and rubbed his head.
"Headache?" I asked.
"Fuck yeah babe my shit pounding." I went in the kitchen and got him some tylenol along with a glass of water.
"So when are you moving in?" He asked.
"I um am not sure." I said. To be honest i know the only reason he wants me to live with him is so he could watch me. I dont want to be unhappily living with a boyfriend that i cant even get dick from.
"Why you say it like that?" He demanded.
"I dont know i just dont think its a good idea right now." I said.
"We have been fine while you have been staying here is it because we aint fuckin?"
"Of course not even though it would be nice." I said.
"Its not my fault my dick cant get hard. I want it to i really do but in the back of my mind..." I interrupted him.
"Yes i know whats in the back of your mind dont worry about it." I said. I found myself texting Samantha back and fourth all day. She was a cool down to earth girl i could see myself becoming cool with her. I hope she didnt turn out like that back stabbing bitch Lashay. Speaking of Lashay i recieved a call from her aunt that Chewy was staying with asking me if i had heard from her because she never came and got Chewy. I found it odd she waited this long to contact me. Lashay must leave Chewy around alot. I told her i hadnt heard from Lashay. Even though i knew the bitch was laying in a ditch somewhere rotting. Its funny how i had a complete disreguard for human life when it came to her. Fuck her raw with a sick dick. Her fucked up dirty ways caught up with her. Nobody told her stupid ass to steal Rick's shit. I wonder how her aunt knew to call me. Whatever the case was i didnt give a fuck about her or the fact that shes a mother. Chewy is better off without her. I realized i was thinking about her too tough because i started to get mad. That night while i slepped i found myself tossing and turning. I kept having nightmares about all the people that died on account of me. In my dream Camille was crying.
"Why did you give me the coke?" Everything was dark around her. Her lips were dark black and her eyes were out of her head. I woke up to James shaking me.
"Babe you were crying out in your sleep you ok?" He asked.
"Yeah im good." I said. I was all wet and sticky from sweating. I decided to wake up. It was 3 in the morning but i was scared to go back to sleep. I sure hope this wasnt going to be a regular thing because i cant take not being able to sleep.

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