Playing With Fire

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Arnell was in her room trying on outfits. Damitri would be over any minute to pick her up. She was zipping her pants when he called her. "Are you gonna tell me where we goin'?" Arnell asked him. "How am I supposed to know what to wear?"

"You gettin' dressed right now?" Damitri asked.

"Yes." She answered. She actually had been trying to figure out what to wear for the last half hour.

"Send a pic." He suggested.

Arnell walked over to the mirror and took a picture of her outfit. She had on a grey crop top and some ripped blue jeans. She sent it to Damitri. "Damn, that outfit fine, what you talkin' 'bout?"

"Okay, but I still wanna know where we goin'." Arnell argued.

"I ain't tellin' you." He told her. Arnell smacked her lips. She plopped down on her bed and groaned. "Aye, send me another pic, though."

"Nope." She replied. "I'll send another pic when you tell me where we goin'."

"Be there in five." He chuckled before hanging up. Arnell walked over to her closet to find some shoes.

She skipped downstairs where August and April was. She hadn't seen April since the day she kicked out Anthony. It looked like April had been crying. She didn't really care though. Arnell grabbed her keys off the island and tossed them into her purse.

"Why you all dressed up?" August asked. April was looking her up and down.

"I'm goin' out." Arnell told August.

"Wit who?" August asked with his eyebrow raised.

"Damitri."

"Don't be coming in the house all late as fuck." He told her. "After twelve I'm locking the top lock and yo ass just gone be stuck outside."

"Okay, August." She opened the fridge and grabbed a water bottle.

"You don't see yo sister sittin' here?" August asked. Arnell rolled her eyes. Damitri honked twice and Arnell scurried to the door.

"Damn." Damitri said once Arnell was in the car. He was checking her out. He leaned over closer to her. "Gimme a kiss."

"Where we goin'?" Arnell questioned pushing his face away.

Damitri started up the car and drove off with out answering her. Arnell pouted. She absolutely hated the feeling of going somewhere and not knowing the destination. The more he drove, the more familiar she started to get with the route he was taking. She remembered it from when he took Mercedes home. "Damitri, noo."

"Relax." He chuckled. She didn't know how she was supposed to relax if they were going where she thought they were going.

He parked on the side of the street and turned off the car."Why would you do this to me?" She asked.

"Do what?" He asked. "My mom wanted to have a barbecue today because I didn't celebrate my birthday with her yesterday." He explained. "Come on." He held his hand out. She quickly shook her head. "Nells, stop trippin'." She sat back in her seat and crossed her arms. "Well, I'm goin' inside. You'll get hot sooner or later and when you do, feel free to come inside." Damitri got out off the car and walked towards the house.