Unfinished

Grown

2016 was really when I broke out of my shell. I started doing things like going to bars, hanging out with older people & encountered my first lingerie party. I met the best group of women yet.

Dari

Growing up with two big brothers who were years apart in age often left me alone. I'd stay inside a lot. I wasn't really allowed to hang out in my own projects. Which now it makes sense and I'm happy for that. Im glad I'm not the typical " have a baby by the nigga in the next building " story.

I don't even remember how I met Dari. She was amongst my brothers age. For some reason she took me in. She became the big sister that I needed. Don't get me wrong I had a big sister on my dads side. One I loved, however the connection with Dari was a closer one. She loved me. We were both alike. I was a little chubby black girl , and she was the grown chubby black girl. Any where we went together they had no doubts we were sisters, even though we weren't actually connected by blood. As a child she'd take me anywhere with her. She'd do my hair, get me all cute and bring me. I never understood why she loved me so much, but with my mom constantly working and my brothers always running the streets it was what I needed. I spent most of my days at her house, you couldn't tell me that wasn't my house, too. Eventually she moved out , leaving me in Pelham. To grow up and be alone.

Wherever she went she'd invite me. I'd follow her to wherever she moved to. Even when I distanced my self as I got older, she'd still be a call away with an open door and food. I got older and thought I was grown. I didn't think I needed any one anymore. She let me think I was grown too, she wouldn't constantly contact me or bother me at all. I think she knew i was going through that phase and she let me. She never left my heart and I'd see her when I could.

Upon her 30th birthday she invited me to her lingerie party. I finally felt grown. Like this is it. I'm boutta be at my first lingerie party with a bunch of grown women. IM GROWN!!! I had to spend like $200 on lingerie, that's how excited I was. There was games, food, a Dick cake, like I pictured a younger girls lingerie party and I knew it probably wouldn't compare. Bitches don't do anything at their lingerie parties but listen to music. What I walked away with was bigger than an experience. I met such dope women with dope stories who made me feel good about myself. I seen my self in all of them. Their friendship was something I hope to one day acquire, they were so full of life and were literally just generally having fun. No surprise that the younger girls were the ones who caused the most drama. One was dead in the tub and another was spilling her own personal drama at the wrong fucking time. I was over them completely. It was like I was the only young one there with sense, my only concern was having fun. We partied till the sun came up and then some. I remembered thinking when it was all over that it had to be one or the best nights I had. That one night brought me knowledge, more sisters & a sense of empowerment.

Warren

As the morning was ending at Daris house my new game plan was to go get dick. I was in lingerie, I was drunk and I was cute. Why not? There was this girl .. let's call her " Anna " , Anna was a fucking slut. She was the worst kind though. She was a slut with a kid. A slut that had her kid around every nigga she was fucking. Disgusting. However, anna happened to fuck my brother on some weird shit and proceeded to become my friend like I ain't know .. I just didn't like something about her. Her vibe was off. It was like she wanted everybody around her who belonged to someone else. She started fucking with my friend boyfriend and acted like her friend, she was lowkey trifling. She started to feel my vibe of me not liking her and washed her hands of me cause I had a pic of her sucking dick. She had no idea that I wasn't done being petty yet. . Warren was her baby father.

Me and him had been planning on fucking for months but I'd always not go cause of his location. This particular morning though? I was prepared. I was gonna send him the pussy in the worse way. He paid my cab, and when I got there he spilled all of Anna's tea. Like how he had fucked her around the time she got pregnant with her second child, and how she probably didn't really know who the second baby daddy was. I was drinking the shit out of the tea, cause I was here for it !!! After that we fucked, took a nap & remained cool ass friends. That was until he blew mine and tried to tell me about my self .. that was the last we spoke.

I had went to my first lingerie party & did my first act of petty revenge all in one day. I was grown, bitch.