KING GUCCI AND I

Chapter 4-ME TIME

Jahan

Jess and I hit the shoe store before we left the mall. On the way to her flashbacks of King Gucci started flooding my mind. He was fine as fuck. 6'2 caramel complected, and slender built. His eyes were light brown with gold highlights. Kings smile was bright enough to light up any room. OMG his dreads is what got me interested...a lil'. Yeah, I'M A SUCKER FOR DREADS!

I pulled in front of Jessica's house and let her out. I stopped at creams bought me an ice cream and went home. As soon as I walked through the door I sat my purse, phone, and keys on the counter. I went to the fridge and got a bottle of water. As I walked up the first flight of stairs, I heard a phone ringing. I turned around and looked at the counter where my phone was laying. When I reached for it, I realized that the ring sound was coming from my purse.

I dumped the contents of my purse on the kitchen counter. A powder pink iPhone slid across the counter. I picked up the phone without looking at the caller ID and answered. "Hello" "What's up Jahan?" The voice on the other end of the line replied. "Who am I speaking to?" "Well you answered the phone that I bought you and my name is the only contact programmed it." I removed the phone from my ear and looked at the caller ID. Kings name displayed big as day across the screen

***Phone Conversation***

Jahan: "What is it that you want from me?" I barked.

King Gucci: "I want you beautiful."

Jahan: "Look, I not looking for a man, we can be friends, and friends only."

King Gucci: "If I have to settle for that, then friends it is. I was actually calling you because I Invited you and your friend to the VIP. I am leaving ya'll tickets at the door."

Jahan: "Thanks, but no thanks."

King Gucci: "Stop making shit harder than it has to be!"

***Conversation Ends***

I know this nigga didn't just hang up in my face. I looked at the phone and it displayed CALL ENDED. I guess I ruffled his feathers. .I took off my clothes and sat my phone on the docking station. I picked up the remote and surfed through the music until I heard Floetry voice crooning through the speakers. I put my hair in a clip and poured lavender oil in my bath water.

I sat back in the tub a sang with the music "It's getting laaaatte/why'd you got to be here? /beside me/watching, needing, wanting me./ I'm afraid..don't be/ I'm afraid..don't be/ I'm so scared that you'll hurt me twice

I closed my eyes and let the music work it's magic on my mind and body.

45 minutes later I opened up my eyes and realized that the water was cold and my hands and feet were wrinkled. I snatched a towel off the towel rack and wrapped it around my body. I looked at my out fit on the bed and instantly started smiling.

I put on my fit and accessorized it with some long hanging gold earrings. I put my 2 carat diamonds in my second hole. I snapped my gold belly length chain around my neck, slipped on my fire engine red red bottoms. I applied in black and red MAC shimmering eyeshadow. Tonight I am going for the dramatic look. Red on the bottom and black in the corners giving myself that porn star look. I adorned my lips with a thin layer of MAC clear lip glass. I was doing my last once over in the mirror before my phone interrupted me. Jessica voice sounded off on the other end .

***Phone Conversation***

Jessica: "You know that club is 21 and up right?"

Jahan: "Fuck!"

Jessica: " Do Richboi still make Id's?"

Jahan: "I don't know, call him and see"

Jessica: "Aiight, I'll hit you in a minute..BET."

Jahan: "BET"

***Phone Conversation Ends***

I grabbed both phones and put them in my clutch and did one last once over before I hit the door.