( LATER THAT NIGHT )
After sitting at the park for hours until dark arrived , I decided to catch the bus back to Brat's house. When I got there she wasn't home , I assumed she was with one of her niggas. You never really know with that girl to be honest. I wanted to be by myself anyway. I went to my room , plopped down on the bed and looked around. I started wondering what it would be like if my parents could've did shit like this for me. What if they were actually involved in my life ? What if they could've been hard working people ? You know like them white folks who shower their kids with everything. Even a fucking car at age 16 ! All I got was a " shut the fuck up Drea ' you're making my date uneasy ! " From my aunt Viv , she didn't even tell me happy birthday nor did i even get a fucking cake. I didn't get shit. I never celebrated my birthday after that either. Drifting away in my thoughts , my phone started to buzz. When I looked at the called I.D , it was just a number and no name. I didn't have shit else to do so I answered.
" Hello?" I said .
" Damn baby did you forget about our date ? Where you at ? I'm on my way to pick you up. "
It was Rasheed. Fuck ! How the fuck could I forget about our date ?! Got damn it. What the fuck was I gonna do ?! I'm stressed the fuck out but one thing I couldn't do was stand this man the fuck up ! Nah baby , my emotions was gonna have to be put aside for the mean time.
" No , I'm actually getting ready right now. Take your time getting here. I'm still finishing up " I lied.
" Yeah yeah yeah , you're probably not even ready yet. I know how you women are. Just text me the address and I'll call back once I'm there , aight ? "
" Alright. See you soon baby " I said before I ended the call.
I sent the address and rushed to find something to wear.
Shit ! What the fuck ?! How could I forget ?! I quickly went through my suitcases and struggled to fine something to wear. I didn't even know where we were going. So I decided to decided to dress in something cute and eye catching but casual. I didn't want to be over the top nor under dressed. So I decided to slip on a little Grey knitted bodycon dress I had picked up a few days earlier at Forever21 , with a plaid flannel , some tan gladiator sandals and a blush pink Michael Kors watch. I quickly hopped in the shower , flat ironed my hair , beat my face and spray Beyonce 's new fragrance everywhere. Her shit smelled amazing. Panties or no panties ? I thought to myself. Panties. I don't want him thinking I'm a hoe even though I am but for him , I'm trying to be a wife. Ya feel me ? I decided to throw on some lace boy shorts. I decided to touch up my makeup again before fully examining myself in the mirror.
Bzzt , Bzzt , Bzzt .
My phone went off again.
I ran over to my phone only to see a text from Rasheed saying " I'm outside :) "
Fuck ! What the fuck did the nigga do ? Run every fucking stop sign and red light ? I sprayed some more perfume , examined my body once more , grabbed my bag and then headed out .
After locking the door , I turned around only to see Rasheed leaning on a different car with a dozen roses in his hand. The butterflies started up again. My heart started to skip a beat, my palms began to sweat. He looked up and smiled at me. I smiled back.
I thought I was going to fall because my knees began to get weaker and weaker with every step I took toward him. Once I got to him he said " Wow , you look even more beautiful than the last time I saw you. " with a smile flashing his pearly white teeth. Oh god , why is this man so perfect already ? Got damn. I must've began to turn red because he let out a giggle and said " These are for you " handing me the beautiful red roses.
" Oh my , Rasheed , you didn't have to do that " I said. The roses were big and bright. They were so beautiful. A man has never ever did anything like that for me before. Hell , let alone take me out to eat or even remember my first fucking name !
