Sorry

Intuition

"Pray you catch me"

Date:March, 5, 2016

Bahja point of view

I watch him as he walk down the hallway closely.

His smooth chocolate milk skin and his beautiful, white smile.

His thick eyebrows and his---

I stood at the door frame waiting on him with my hands fold up.

"Where were you boy" I roll my neck.

This is the second time Trey coming home late.

"I ain't no boy, I'm a man" he said pushing me out the way to enter in our apartment.

"It two in morning and you think I ain't gonna trip"? I said turning him around to face me.

He slightly push me on the couch.

He grab my hand tightly and pinned me down.

His cold lips start giving pecks on my neck.

A moan slip out my mouth.

His wet, thick tongue circle my neck and sucking and gliding up and down and kissing me up to my lips.

His hands travel up my stomach to my chest.

Taking my bra in a snap.

Giving my left nipple a pinch.

Turning me on, I could feel me getting wet.

Then his right hand went through my short.

He started rubbing my diamond through my black lace thong.

"Ohh" I moan softly.

He rub it faster with his thumb.

Slipping his right index in my p*ssy.

Twisting his finger up and down.

"Daddy make me cum please" I moan louder holding on to back of his head.

(No flocking) Kodak black
where your clothes at?
I ain't talking 'bout my niggas damn it
but y'all tripping, too
Is it you?
Damn, my nigga what the hell got into you?

His phone ring.

He pick it up removing his hand out my short.

"Hello" his deep voice echo through our apartment.

He slowly lick his index finger giving me a wink.

"Ight I'm coming" he said making me snap my head at him.

"No I need you" I said begging

It been a long time I stated

"Baby I'm sorry I gotta go" he said leaving.

Nothing else ever seems to hurt like the smile on your face
When it's only in my memory, it don't hit me quite the same
Maybe it's a cause for concern, but I'm not at ease
Keeping my head to the curb

Is it sad to say
My mind,heart,soul is telling me something else.

Telling something that break my heart into million pieces.

I pray to the Lord you reveal what his truth is.

But in my heart I know I wouldn't be able to handle.

I call up one of my close friends.

It went straight to her voicemail
"Hello it Zoey leave your message at the beep"

I hung up not even bothering to leave a message.

Fuck everyone I scream in the cold apartment grabbing my white bear I got from valentine last year.

I crawl in bed scrolling through my Instagram too see Trey is one of the pictures.

I look at it confused and click the username to see it some white roach on my man.

I put my phone down confused and stare into darkness.

What are you doing my love?

"Pray you catch me" by Beyoncé Cater Album lemonade.
Excuse me for any mistakes.