Lucas
1 week later and a nigga miserable as fuck because I ain't talk to Tasha since that day at work. Its like a missing puzzle piece I still see her at work but she just ignores the fuck outta me. Like...I be trying to talk to her but she just walk off. Shit killing me inside and out.
"Look man Tasha at Mersons Inn. You need to go fix that shit." Will said sitting on my couch across from me.
"Aight man." I said sitting up and putting my face in my hands. I really wanted to fix it so bad but I just didn't know what to do or even say.
"Now Nigga!" He yelled.
"Ima do it cause I want to not cause you told me to." I pointed at him. I stood up going to my room to put on a shirt. I grabbed my phone and keys slipping on my Jordan slides. I walked out my room and saw Tre coming out of his room.
"Where bout to go."
"Try to talk to Tasha. Why? Wassup?"
"I need you to go to the store for me."
"I need a poster for my project. The trifold poster."
"A'ight." I said walking down stairs.
"She in room 419."
"Aight."
"Nigga. I don't wanna see you unless yall made up." He said. I let out a large breath and nodded waving him off as I walked out the door. I hopped in my car and went to the hotel.
Once I pulled up I parked my car and walked into the building. Walking into the elevator I pressed door and leaned in the wall as is it slowly went up and stopped at two. The doors opened and a short and thick lil light skin chick walked in she kept looking at me and she had this seductive look in her face. She opened her mouth to speak but I cut her off.
"Look I ain't got time for thirsty hoes today so don't say shit to me." I said bluntly. She looked at me offended. I just shook my head and walked off the elevated a s the doors opened. I walked down the hall looking at the numbers on the doors.
"413...415...419." I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. I heard shuffling and then the peep whole darkened. After a lil minute the door swung open.
"What do you want?" She sighed.
"I need to talk to you."
"About?"
"Tasha I been miserable as fuck with out you man. Please let me talk to you."
"Give me on reason I should." She said putting her hand on her hip.
"Because. I know you feel the same way I do and you know it. If you don't then say it." I said looking her in her eyes. She didn't say anything she just put her head down. She stepped aside letting me in. I sat on the couch and she sat on the bed in front of me.
"Okay sooo?" She said looking around.
"Look Tasha. Im sorry....and I really mean it man I swear. I didn't mean to do you like that. I was just in need of some pussy and out the first thing that came to my mind."
"And that was to tell the bitch that I was a fucking charity case!?" She said as tears came to her eyes.
"Noo Tasha. Its not like that. I'm sorry as fuck man like dead as serious. You the first and only girl I ever felt like this about. Jessica don't mean shut to me. She just was a quick fuck. And I only said the things I did so I could get what I wanted. Please believe me Tasha I'm dead ass serious." I said standing up in front of her.
