SG 5 Unforgivable: Angela's Story

3 Darius

SistaGirlzBook #5

DARIUS

TaMeeka James was my first thought when I woke up the night after Angie's poly party. I was anxious to see if she wanted to date me. Throwing on my all-white outfit (sweatpants, a wife-beater and my Jordans), I skipped breakfast and headed to TaMeeka's house. Just as I turned the corner onto TaMeeka's block, my cellphone rang.

"What's good?" I said when I answered the call.

"Hey Boo!" Angie chirped.

Smiling at the sound of my girlfriend's voice, I replied, "Hey Sexy. I'm on my way to see TaMeeka."

Excitedly, Angie said, "Oooooh! I hope she says yes!"

Grinning, I replied, "Me too, Baby. And thank you for allowing me to love freely!"

"You're welcome, Boo, but I'm not allowing you to do anything. I'm encouraging you! In the meantime, I'm gonna go and get my hair done," Angie stated. "See you later?"

"Ya know it! And maybe I'll bring my new girlfriend with me!" I cheered.

"Good luck, Boo! Love you" Angie said before I ended the call as I walked up to TaMeeka's front door.

Nervously, I knocked a few times before Mrs. James opened the door.

"Hello! Can I help you?" Mrs. James smiled back at me.

"Hello, Mrs. James. My name is Darius Price and I wanted to know if TaMeeka was home," I explained.

"Sure, honey! She's just washing dishes," said Mrs. James as she allowed me to enter her home. "Have a seat while I go and get her!"

Doing as I was told, I took a seat on the sofa. I smiled as I scanned the room. Pictures of TaMeeka and her mother were all over the walls. The room itself was decorated in earth tones of browns and dark reds accenting each piece of furniture.

"Darius?" TaMeeka exclaimed when she entered the room.

Smiling as I scanned her body from toe to head, TaMeeka looked sexy in her red and white polka dot sundress and bare feet. Her toes were freshly manicured with a pinky ring on her baby toe. Her lips looked glossy from chapstick. When I looked up at her, I stood up.

"Hey, TaMeeka. I hope you don't mind me stopping by like this but I don't have your number and I wanted to ask you this in person."

"Ask me what?" she responded, folding her arms under her ample breasts, drawing my attention toward her cleavage.

"Are you dating anybody?" I asked, looking into her dark brown eyes, hoping she was old enough to have a boyfriend.

Laughing, TaMeeka replied, "Hell nah! My Mama wants me to focus on school so I can get into a good college. No time for boys."

Not giving up, I inquired, "So, when you do start dating, do you have anyone in mind?"

Grinning back at me, she sat on the far edge of her couch, tucking her feet underneath her. "Maybe. Why? You trynna date me?"

"Yes," I replied directly, sitting in the middle of the couch, my knee brushing against hers.

Looking surprised, TaMeeka said, "Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't know you and Angie broke up!"

Chuckling, I said, "We didn't break up."

"So you trynna cheat on her?! With me?!" TaMeeka snapped.

Taking her hands into mine, I said, "Nah, that's not it at all. Let me explain." Feeling the tension in TaMeeka's hands, I squeezed them to help calm her down. "Have you ever heard of polyamory?"