Trey P.O.V
I was glad to have finally gotten off my chest what i've been feeling for a while. Zyara was everything a nigga could want. She was brown skinned, with a sexy ass body. Tiny stomach , curvy hips with a nice round ass. Her chest was at least a C cup, hair flowing down to the top of her back. She wears weave every now and then but that don't even matter. Her eyes was naturally dark brown but she has contacts that makes her eyes look dreamy. She was absolutely beautiful.
"Man yo ass whipped." Ronnie laughed passing the blunt to me. We was chilling at his house. Before I got locked up I had my own place, but the police took that shit down. It's all good though, i'ma get my shit back poppin'.
"Fuck you. I know everything about her, she fine as hell. So I mean why wouldn't I cuff before another nigga does?" I asked dumping the ashes from the blunt in the ashtray.
"Because nigga. We ain't never been the cuffin' type. Zyara or not, but aye. If I ain't gone do it? Somebody got to." He shrugged as I passed him back the blunt.
I now had a nice high and was ready to see my girl. "Whatever man, but aye. Let me borrow yo car real quick. I wanna go see her." I asked him. Yeah, my cars gone too. I still got money in the bank but I haven't had a chance to get to it yet.
"Mane we gonna have to go get yo shit out the bank. Yo ass finna get on my nerves already." He said throwing me the keys to his Monte Carlo. It was a hoopty, but that bitch was foreign. All blue, with cream leather sides in the inside, and the rims were plain all out blue, that bitch was fye.
"Whatever nigga quit acting like a bitch." I said playing around. We was like brothers, i'd never disrespect him on some shit like that forreal. I grabbed my iphone and walked out the house. I decided to call before I was on my way.
Phone Conversation:
Zyara: Hey bae.
Me: Wassup? Where you at?
Zyara: At Drea house with the girls. Why? Wassup?
Me: Nothin' I wanna chill with you.
Zyara: Um alright. Meet me at my house in about an hour?
Me: I'm already in route.
Zyara: Ugh Trey! Okay here I come.
Phone conversation over.
Damn she just hung up on me... I guess it don't even matter. I started up the car and shook my head at her. I then pulled out the driveway and headed towards her house. It only took about 15 minutes to arrive and she was just pulling up.
"You shoulda told me before you came. How you know I didn't wanna take a shower or some shit?" She asked shooting me an attitude.
I walked up behind her, slid my arms around her waist and kissed her neck trying to soothe her nerves. "Chill out with all that. You smell good to me." I laughed in the crook of her neck which made her giggle.
"Whatever. Get off me." She said trying to open the door.
I stepped back and threw my hands up in surrender. We walked into her house and it's still exactly how she left it. I mean it was a cool house, but damn she needed new furniture. She been having the same black furniture since she bought this house.
"I've been thinking..." I began but drifted off.
"Awl hell. The last time you said that, I was single. Now look where i'm at." She joked and plopped down on the couch.
