Loving A Thug

Chapter 11

•Ria•

"Are you fuckin her. Huh?" I asked Wayne as he came through the bedroom door.

I can't do this shit. This nigga always fucking around on me. I can't help how much I hate him but still I love him.

Damn, I love him more than I hate him.

He threw off his jacket and took off his shirt then his shoes.

"Answer me. Wayne are you fucking her?!" I asked one more time but he laid on the bed and flipped over on his side. I know this nigga----

"I hate you! Why am I with you any fucking way! Fuck it, Fuck everything! I put up with this shit long enough.

I walked up to him and slapped him in his sleep. He got up and looked at me before pinning me against the wall staring at me murderously.

"Don't fuckin hit me! The fuck you think this is! I'll back hand yo ass! I didn't sleep with whoever you talkin' bout!" He said clenching his right jaw which I slapped.

I just stared at him as he laid on the bed and closed his eyes. I just stood there and watch him fall asleep.

I grabbed my jacket and slid on my Nike slides. I got my purse and phone and left.

I can't deal. He's always doing me like this but shit, I live him and I think he loves me or did.

I drove to the bar over on Peachtree St. I parked across the street and entered the building.

There wasn't a lot of people here anyway. It was 10 o'clock on a Sunday and I needed a drink.

I sat at the bar and waited for the bartender. Minutes later he approached me.

He was good looking. He looked to be Latino as well. His face was a beauty. God makes em good these days.

'Hello. How may I help you?' He asked in his accent.

'Hola, I'll have just a Budweiser and a order of you.' I said looking at him. Damn, he was sexy!

He chuckled. 'Well you could but Im going through a break up but if I weren't, I would definitely give you the time of day.' He said smiling.

I blushed. 'Well, she probably doesn't know how to handle you like I would.. If you gave me the time of day.' I said. I like flirting with certain guys.

'I see. You like what you see. Huh, Mami?' He asked smiling.

'You're funny. But, c'mon Papi, you gotta girl that don't want you and look at you. Who

wouldn't like to have you.' I said as he handed me my beer.

'You're funny. But,she's seeing someone else now so, I'm just gone bout mines.' He said wiping the counter.

'So who owns this place? This is nice.' I said looking around the bar. If was filled with 5 flats screens on each wall. And the theme of the place was black and red.

'Well, you lookin at him. My father bought this when I was 3 so it's been handed onto me.' He commented.

'Okay. Well y'all did good fixing in this place.' I said taking a sip of my drink as he came around the bar and sat next to me on the stool.

'Thanks. I didn't catch your name.'

He said looking at me.

'Maria. Yours?' I asked taking a sip once again.

'Antonio.' He said as we carried on with the conversation.

( 12 A.M)

'Thanks for the drink.' I said as I walked out the bar and to my car parked in front.