Thickums and The Thug

7

Noble POV

I woke up with arms wrapped around me.

"Shit" I mutter getting out of my bed and making my way into the bathroom.

Taking another shower, I step out and walk up to the bathroom counter and find my hearing aids. Making sure to put them back in my ears as to not repeat what happened yesterday.

Looking into my bedroom and seeing his still sleeping form, I walk into my room first going to my dresser to get a pair of panties and a sports bra, before reaching for the matching pair of sweats and going into my closet to change.

Coming out I see that Anthony is gone and can faintly hear the sound of running water.

I make my way downstairs to the kitchen. Trying to busy myself for the impending conversation I am bound to have I start making breakfast. A big one at that. 

I consume my time by making a meal, I cook when I'm nervous, something I inherited from my mother.

"I see your ass is up and limping, very early this morning might I add." 

"FUCK! You scared the shit out of me Mel."I said to her creeping ass.

"What the hell you doing down here this early?" I say not even turning around from the stove.

"I could ask your ass the same thing seeing as Anthony put that ass to sleep last night but I'm just sipping my tea. But I have work to go to this morning." She says sitting down at the table.

Mel is fat at heart. That's why we get along so well. I love her, she love me and we both love food so the relationship works itself out. She sat down so she could cop her some free food.

"So what's up with you? I could have sworn we didn't like that nigga. I mean do what you love but just let me know so I can start liking him again." She says getting out plates and silverware.

Finishing up everything except for the eggs and grits, I sit the tray of sausage and bacon on the table next to the french toast and waffles before going over to the stove to finish up breakfast.

Cracking the eggs I say, "I don't even know myself what fucking happened last night. I'm still confused."

"What the fuck?" Mel asks 

 I continue to cook before finally finishing the eggs and grits allowing her to finally make her plate.

"I don't know. I came home last night trying to see what you were cooking but then I see that you and Melvin were in here  bout to fuck so I  went upstairs and took a shower. When I came out he was in my room staring at me and I'm pretty sure you guessed the rest." I say to her making my own plate and sitting down.

"Well--" She cuts herself off as Anthony walks into the kitchen talking on his phone.

"I got you nigga, y'all just don't be late. I'll be over there in a minute" He says hanging up without saying goodbye.

I roll my eyes, rude ass niggas man.

Not even acknowledging me or Mel he proceeds to make himself a plate. 

"We'll finish this convo later boo." She says getting up and wrapping her plate up.

"Idk if Melvin is up, if he is good for him, leave him some food or don't . If he was really hungry he would be down here eating real talk." She says getting her purse.

I just nod my head. Melvin must have done something to upset her.

She then shifts to eye the fuck out of Anthony. Walking up to his lanky figure,she slaps the back of his head and snatches the plate out of his hand.

"Your rude ass. Fuck you think you is walking in my shit and don't even speak. I bet your rude ass wasn't gonna thank Noble for this plate. You and your friend, two disrespectful motherfuckers. " She says about to go off. Melvin must have really did something wrong.

"Got me in my feelings and shit all early in the got damn morning. You know what let me not. I am with Jesus and he guides me and I go to church every Sunday just so he won't forget me on judgement day. So I'm gonna be nice and do my one good deed of the day and let your extra skinny ass get this plate before me and you shoot the 60." She says shoving him the plate and coming over to me  and hugging me before leaving out the house.

Sighing August makes his way to the table now occupying what was Mel's seat.  

"Your friend crazy ass hell." he says shaking his head.

I don't bother to acknowledge his statement.

"What the fuck happened last night."I say looking at him

"We had sex Noble"

"Why did you come over? Why did we have sex? WHY ANTHONY?"  I say slamming my head on the table.

He gets up  and walks over to me. Seeing that I am crying he lifts me up and sits me down on his lap.

"Stop crying Noble. You I came over to apologize you know that. I couldn't help myself and things just happened to go down the way they did." He says trying to wipe all of the rapidly falling tears.

"So what now? You done? You got my pussy, you gonna leave me now or beat on me?" I ask again comparing him  to Justin.

He roughly grips my chin and makes me look at him.

"I told your ass not to compare me to that fuck nigga ever again. I'm serious Noble, I am not that bitch. I'm not going to hurt you. I know you weren't expecting us to have sex for awhile if ever, shit I wasn't expecting us to either. You mad we had sex?" He asks me.

"I don't know Anthony."I said putting my head into his neck.

"I really feel like a hoe. And   honestly I don't think this was good for us. I really think we rushed and I can't help but feel like you used me. Even if you say you didn't my insecurities won't let me believe you. I just can't." I say breaking down even farther.

Getting up and setting me back in my chair Anthony gets our trash and throws it away before gathering his keys and things, obviously preparing to leave the  house.

I just sit there and watch him with tears streaming down my face.

Before walking out he turns to me "I'm sorry that fuck nigga messed with your head so much that you don't think your beautiful. But I refuse to apologize about what happened last night because I would be lying if I tried to say I didn't enjoy. I didn't take advantage of you ma. I really want to build something with you but your not ready. I live a fast life so sometimes I rush into things but I realize you don't and you are still hurt and I'm sorry for hurting you further. You to beautiful for all that crying but it's gone take more than me to get you to realize that." He says looking at me.

"So what you done?" I ask approaching him.

Pulling me close and kissing my fore head he says, "No this is to be continued. You need to work on you and I'm gonna give you the space to do that."

Kissing me one last time he leaves.Still emotional I sink down to the floor clutching my legs knowing deep within my hear that there would be a while before I spoke to him again.