True To The Game

Chapter 16

Quint (POV)

I can't believe I let these niggas play me like that. I'm sitting in the car thinking out every move I made and plan on making. I got a huge ass scar running across my face. Niggas turned they back on me saying I'm weak. These hoes left when I got hit lost half a mil. So I'm low on stacks right now. I'm ready to get revenge and get my empire back up. I'm plotting out how ima take these niggas out. I decide to lay low for awhile tho run these bandz up and build my crew back up then Ima catch these niggas slipping. Plotting my every move. I'm going after everybody. As im sitting and thinking I see this shorty walking out the library. She was bad and mad thick. And I'm high and horny as fuck too. I'm ready to play. I got the grown man swagg. About to throw some slick shit. Got my Giorgio Armani suit on and Cartier watch and I spray on some Clive Christian cologne. I hop out and slide my shades on. I see her struggling with her books and they all fell. So I jogged over and picked em up for her. When I looked up my Dick automatically got hard. She was sexy as fuck.

Jada: Awe thank you.

Quint: You're welcome ma. You shouldn't be carrying these heavy books by yourself. Where ya man at?

Jada: Aha. Slick but I don't have one. Not yet at least.

Quint: I'll be your man for right now then. Where's your car.

Jada: Lol ok I can work with that.

She starts walking ahead of me. I'm staring at her phat ass jiggling while she walk. Damn she gotta be a stripper or something. A flash roll through my mind of her throwing it back on my Dick right here in this parking lot.

Quint: So what's your name?

Jada: Jada. What's yours?

Quint: It's Quinton but everybody calls me Quint. Its my middle name. I smiled at her feeling kinda nervous. I don't really like telling my first name.

Jada: Hm. Thought people introduced themselves with their first names. Anyway you smell nice Quint.

She smiled back and looked at me with those sexy ass eyes. I wanna take her right here right now. When we got to her car I tried to think of some more shit. I wasn't leaving without a number or address or something.

Quint: Aye. How bout we keep in touch in case you need anymore assistance with any books.

Jada: Aha. You like carrying my books for me?

Quint: I love it. But I really just wanna be your friend you seem nice. I don't have any friends.

Jada: I don't know why not. Judging by that suit you look rich. And you're sweet.

I stare at her for a minute. I hate that sensitive shit. I have a hard time showing real sensitivity. Since my mama betrayed and walked out on me I got bad anger issues. I ain't really been too fond of women but the pussy and head be fye.

Quint: Um. Yea well you know most people I met just use me. Never really like me for me.

I take my shades off and didn't see her flinch. She stared tho. But I seen her brighten up.

Jada: Is that suppose to make me feel bad?

She giggles. And I kinda laugh too. I feel my blood boiling on the inside cuz im kinda feeling this girl.

Quint: Nah. Just wanted to get a better look at your beautiful face I'll probably never see again.

Jada: Nah. You'll definitely see me again. Friends right?

She hands me her phone to lock my number in.

I gave her my phone and she did the same. When I looked at the contact name it made me laugh. It said "My Boss"

Quint: Oh you jokes.

Jada: Hey you said you like carrying my books.

Quint: Ok then Boss. Just call me when need me on duty.

Jada: Sure scarface. But I gotta go.

Quint: Lol ight ma.

She gets in her car and drive off. My face goes from a smile to a frown real quick. I was too pissed. I should've left that bitch alone if I had to be that sweet. But on some shit I slick couldn't help it. When I got to the car I rolled another fat one. What the fuck was going on with me. This the worse time to be thinking bout a bitch.