Milan woke up in a king sized bed, stretching her arms out to the other side. She shot herself up finding the other side empty.
"Oh no. Not again..." She slapped her hands to her pretty little face. Once again Milan was left alone in a stranger's bed.
"Hey baby!" A voice said from the bathroom.
Milan quickly lift her head off her hand with her face beaming with happiness.
'He actually stayed!?' She thought to herself
With her heart beating fast, Milan quickly got off the bed and happily ran towards the bathroom. ''Hey ba-'' Milan's sentence was cut short by a strong rough hand hovering her mouth. The man was on the phone making a shushing gesture. He back her out of the bathroom.
"Your on your way upstairs?" He nervously laughed and look at Milan with a spooked look. "Well I'm waiting on ya! Okay bye! I love you too bae. Muah!" He hung the phone and quickly grabbed Milan's disgarded garments on the carpet. Milan just stood there watching him in confusion.
"Don't just look at me! Hurry up and help me fix this place." He rushed her towards the bed.
"Marcus what is going on?" Milan worriedly asked him while fixing the bed.
He stopped his tracks and nervously bit his nails. "Well you see- " he was cut off with the sound of footsteps.
"Oh shit!" He pushed Milan into clothes throwing all her stuff inside with her. Milan leaned her back towards the back wall and slid down to the floor with hot tears rolling down her face. "Too good to be true..."
"Marcus what are you doing?" A voice said.
"Oh nothing just putting my clothes in the closet." He replied with a cheesy grin.
"I heard talking...you alright?" she looked around the room.
"Baby I'm fine." He smiled widely.
She laughed. "Oh okay."
She put her purse on the nightstand and plunged herself on the bed then made a gesture to come to her. He grinned widely, stalking her on the bed, then got on top over her putting her between his legs. He nibbled on her neck as she moaned softly.
"Mmh Marcus."
His hands slowly inched down her waist pulling down her pants along with her panties exposing her bare part. She grabbed his face and brushed her lips against his then claimed them with a hot kiss. Their tongues were swirling around later broke apart. Marcus left a trail of kisses from her lips to her waist. Then he reached his destination and began to soft blow on it. She arched her back in pleasure.
"I love you Marcus!" she moaned in pleasure.
"I love you too Chanel."
''BOOM!!!"
Both their heads shot up.
"Fuck you Marcus!!!" Milan busted out of the closet. Her eyes were bloodshot red, her cheeks had streaks of dried tears, and her hair was in a complete mess.
"Marcus who the fuck is this!!!" Chanel pushed him off her and walked towards Milan.
Marcus tried to block Chanel's path. "Baby let me explain-"
"Oh I'll let you explain once I'm done beating you and this hoe's ass!!!" Chanel launched herself at Milan but was held back by Marcus.
Milan was on her way out the bedroom. "I hope you the next bitch you fuck your dick falls out bitch." She slammed the door and went her way downstairs. Milan was by the front door with her hand on the door knob. She looked upstairs where the sounds of yelling and stuff breaking. She shook her head and left.
It was pitched black outside. It was too late Milan to catch a bus so she decided to wait for a taxi.
Milan felt embarrassed as people walking by stared at her in half nude estate.
"Come on! Taxi hurry!" Milan nearly praise danced as a taxi parked on the side of the pavement and waited for her.
Milan got in and slouched on the seat.
"Where to!" The taxi said.
"Queens."
"That's pretty far you know you got to pay a lot for that right?" The taxi driver said.
"Ugh I know that nigga! Shit! Just drive I'll pay want ever the price is okay!" Milan shouted with tears in her eyes.
"Okay." The taxi surrender and obeyed.
Throughout the whole drive back home, Milan cried herself to sleep.
"Ma'am! Ma'am! Ma'am" the taxi driver shook Milan to wake up.
Milan shot herself up. "Huh?" She said in confusion with drool by her mouth.
"Your here! Now get out I got business to do man!" He rushed Milan out the car.
Milan was way near her step but stop once she heard a honk. She turned her head to the taxi.
"What do you want?" She said in a sleepy tone.
"The fuck you mean what do I want?! Bitch!? I want my money!" The taxi driver exclaimed angrily.
Milan laughed nervously. "Oh I'm sorry forgot." Milan handed him his money and went back to her doorsteps.
The horn honked once again. "Ugh! What now nigga!" Milan yelled at the taxi.
"How about you slid me yo number thick legs." The taxi driver licked his lips and rubbed his hands together.
"Ewww. Not a fucking chance." She replied as she went her way towards her door.
The taxi driver's face dropped. "Well fuck you then bitch! Yo pussy probably stank anyway. Fucking thot!" Then sped off to the end of the road.
Milan didn't even bother turning her lights and headed straight to her bedroom. Then stripped naked and went inside her bathroom. She filled her tub with water and foamy bubbles and turned on her Beats pill with "Girls Love Beyonce" playing. She dipped herself and sunk herself under the water. She wish could stay there forever. She got out tub and to went to sink. She stared at reflective image in mirror. She felt disgusted at herself. Night after night, she went out searching for love. Yet, she finds herself inside another woman's man bed. All these men played her, lied to her just for the treasure box and she stupid enough to give it up.
She plunged her naked body into her bed and plugged her dead iPhone 5. She received 30 missed call and 20 unread messages from the same number.
"The fuck?" Milan hesitated then return the call back. It rung once.
'Milan?' A husky voice said at other end of the phone line.
"Yes?" She replied awkwardly.
'Damn nigga I been trying to reach you for the longest' the voice laughed.
'Did I fuck that many men to the point I can't even remember their voice.'
"Oh. Okay...um who is this?" Milan asked nervously.
'Seriously Milan? It's Dwayne.' He happily exclaimed.
Milan shot right up off her bed. "Dwayne?!?! Oh my God! Was sup! How you been!"
Her heart nearly flew out her chest as he sexily laughed. "I'm good! I was wanted to check up on you! To wassup with you.'
"Check up on me? Nigga I haven't hear from the past four months! I tried calling, texting, emailing hell I even passed by your crib! After that I guess deleted your number and waited for your ghost to appearing again." Milan huffed through the phone.
Milan blushed deeply as he laughed.
'Damn...my bad I didn't know I was that important.'
"Of course your important... You mean a lot to me." Milan smiled through the phone.
He busted out laughing 'Stop with the sweet shit please!'
Milan giggled but was slight hurt by his remark. "So what's up?"
'Oh yeah! I almost forgot to tell you...'
"Well spill it!" Milan happily said.
'There was a reason why I've been...you know "missing"...' He nervously laughed.
"Yeahhh?" Milan pushed her phone tight to her face.
'I'm getting married!'
Milan was crushed. Little did Dwayne know that she was still deeply in love with him. First, it start with a fling, then the two decided go out with each other in their freshmen year of college but their relationship found it's self to end of the road. Yet, the two remained best friends.
'Milan?...'
Milan remained silent. Dwayne is getting married...to another woman...and it's not her.
'Milan?!'
"Huh? Yeah!" Milan was snapped out of her thoughts.
'I said come to the cafe tomorrow I would like you to meet her.'
"Tomorrow? Oh sure I'd love too..." She replied with a hint of sadness.
'Great! I can't for you to meet her! Well Imma let you go. Night Bestie!'
"Goodnight..."
Milan threw herself back on her just blankly staring at her ceiling. Her eyes began to water.
'Why am I crying? I should happy for him right? I'm so weak...' She turn herself towards the window watching the full moon and lulled herself to sleep.
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Jealous
Teen FictionMilan Ross is a 22 year old attorney in law in distress, constantly being used and played with, she has yet to find true love. One day she receive a call from her ex-boyfriend now best friend Dwayne Sean that he is now getting married. She believes...