Thug passion

Chapter 3

OB POV-
I watched her walk up the steps onto her porch . I swear i could watch this girl do absolutely nothing for hours . Before she opened the front door she turned and looked at me and shook her head . I just smirked , I guess she sensed me watching the way her ass swayed side to side . It's something about a this girl that does something to me.

"Are you going to stand there and watch me or are you coming in ? I have to take a shower " she said

Is that a trick question ? I started walking up the steps . Until i was standing behind her . I didn't realize just how short she was.

"You tiny as hell Lil baby " I smirked a little at the thought of me drilling her ass .

She pushed open the oak front door where we walked into a foyer that lead into a beautiful living room . I heard Childish Gambino - Red Bone blaring from somewhere . I followed her as she walked into I believe the biggest room in the house. I stood at the door as i watched her tip toe to look in her top drawer .

You need a lift ? I joked

You know I will cut you ? She said raising her eyebrow

That's cute I laughed so who stays here with you ?

Nobody....just me when I come home she said as she was laying her clothes out on her bed . I graduate in a few weeks so I'm kinda in the moving back home process.

She tied her curly hair into a ball on-top of her head . Just as she was about to take off her already revealing shirt she paused and looked at me . She twirled he finger signaling for me to turn around .

I'm not that baked slick ass she said .

I rolled my eyes an turned around while she laughed . This is torture you know i said . She laughed some more before telling me to shut up .

I sat on her king size bed with my my back turned to her as she undressed. I heard her turn on the shower so I assumed she had left . My eyes started wondering when I noticed the wall in front of me was filled with pictures old and new in shape of a heart . In the middle was a old picture of her and her grandmother . I heard foot steps .

I remember when i was little , your grandma used to come home from work late as hell like 2 or 3 in the morning and my young ass would be roaming the streets looking for something to steal . She would make me come in her house and she would cook me a hot meal and asked did i need anything which i always said no i said laughing a little then i would fall asleep on her sofa watching cartoon . I always left before she woke up . I made sure her kitchen was clean and i always wrote a thank you note . I used to make her sandwiches so she could take for lunch to show my appreciation. You were a toddler then . I was like 7 or 8 . My mom worked 3 Jobs back then to make ends meet after my step-dad got killed. Your grandma was the mamma of the hood . I said reminiscing on the old days

I could feel her lingering energy . I turned around to see her in a silk blue robe . Tears welling in her eyes but she just stood there . Like a deer in headlights
Are you okay ? I asked . Yes I'm fine it's just 3 years seems like yesterday. Im still mourning . My first semester in college i would go to sleep watching home videos of me and my grandma.

I think that's why she never moved out the hood she said quietly . My grandma was humble as hell . I remember my grandma coming to the school because Mrs hardy singled me out . I heard her through the classroom door and so did everybody else . She told her , I don't give a damn what she said she's a child's to you, don't you ever tell my grandchild to shut her mouth , matter of fact don't you ever open your mouth to talk about or to down on else's child like you are greater or better than them , cause you never know who or how your children may grow up to be . She opened the door and told me to get my shit and let's go. Mrs . Hardy rushed in crying running to her phone to call the principal. And another thing Jean , treat everybody fair , and I don't mean the same cause everybody's situation is not the same . I grabbed my books and purse and left . She said replaying the memory in her head . My grandma didn't play that shit she said trying to laugh but failed . She cried into her hands for a mins while i got up to go hug her.

" I'm sorry "she said weakly,

Briana , I saidmaking her look up at me . Don't apologize babygirl . You're such a beautiful young lady but I also see alot of sadness . You may think all i want is some ass but those are not my intentions , loyalty is hard to find . Although bull shitting is fun , I want someone I can build with . I want to understand and learn you . I know you're a good girl i know what type of family you come from . Just give me the opportunity to show you I'm different.

She blinked a few times . Okay she replied without breaking eye contact .

I love that in a woman.

How about i just cook us some breakfast? she asked in the cutest voice ever .

I smiled sheepishly . So you can cook huh?

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