Sinful Souls

#20

Guilt wasn't eating up Damien's ass as bad anymore but he still felt bad for doing what he did. Seeing how Aaliyah acted and how different she was, he wished he would have been faithful to her.

He could safely say in his mind he loved her. And they'd only been together a little under a month. Their anniversary being tomorrow.

But there was something about Aaliyah that he couldn't shake. To Aaliyah, Damien was the best thing that ever happened to her. She loved him and she knew it.

Both were too afraid to say it and slowly but surely the fire was building inside of them both. But another fire was building.

Shariah and Quavion were getting serious. At least that's what Shariah thought. While she was falling for Quavion, he was only using her as a sex toy when he wasn't getting any from his baby mama. Who still didn't know about any of it.

Drama and tension continued to rise and as people began taking L after L, things would eventually fall down.

Sooner or later someone would have to pay for the lies and deceit.

Sinful Souls.
They'll leave you breathless. They'll leave you cold. Faces of beauty and eyes that've never told. Lips that have secrets to hold.
Sinful Souls.

(Aaliyah)

I stared at Damien as he watched TV. He was so sexy, and just looking at him made me want to fuck him.

But I was waiting on our special day. Two days from now.

Our anniversary.

"Baby why you keep staring at me?",he asked as he continued watching TV.

I laughed and shrugged. Snuggling up next to him.

"You're sexy as hell.",I blurted out.

He laughed.

"Like you're not bad asf."

I rolled my eyes and sat up before walking to the kitchen.

"What you want to eat babe?",I asked as he watched tv.

"Chicken."

I sighed. He always wanted chicken but I would make it for him since he wanted it so bad.

"Mm ok."

But honestly I couldn't be happier. If I had to cook chicken for Damien everyday I would.

Because I loved him.

(Shariah)

It was once again another argument. He did the same thing everyday.

Came over, watched television, fucked me for hours and then left.

"Get out my face with that Shariah. Why we can't just chill at your house Bruh?",he asked with a disrespectful tone.

I snatched my bra from him and put it on.

He watched me with lustful eyes and I tore my gaze away from him. As much as I loved this motherfucker he kept playing with my emotions.