Zahir...
November 5, 2016"What these bitches want from a nigga" DMX voice blared through the club. "On some DMX shit, I group Dm my exes," Ashton rapped along with Drake. We were in our private booth. We all decided to come out tonight. Monique and Denae were supposed to meet us here also. "Ain't that yo sister," I heard Ahmad ask King. "Hell yeah that's her," he yelled. She was looking good as fuck too. "Why can I see through her shirt, why she got that basket at the bottom of her skirt," Ashton added. "I'm about to beat her, look how close she is standing next to ole dude," King said on the verge of tears. I stopped him.
"I got it." I walked downstairs to the bar. London thinks she slick but she knew we would be in here tonight. I approached her from behind placing my hand on the small of her back. "Good evening, you look beautiful baby girl," I told her leaning down nuzzling my face in her neck. Her breath hitched before she made me move. "Move Zahir really" she yelled. "I thought you didn't have a man," the nigga she was talking to said. "I don't he's just being an ass," she replied. She tried moving around me but I tightened my grip. "Aye let me holla at you over here right quick," I told her. She shook her head no and moved out of my reach.
"My bad Ty some people didn't get the memo to leave me the fuck alone," she explained to him. I chuckled at her comment. They both looked at me. "Oh y'all wanted me to leave?" Lon nodded her head yes. "My bad, but let me kick this to you, Ty, you ever been with someone and they fuck up but you ready to forgive them and be with them? Welp that's what's going on here so London does have a man," I told him. London's mouth fell open. If she was lighter her face would've been red. "You got too much going on around you I'll see you around," this Ty nigga told her then walked off. She looked at me with tears in her eyes. "You always messing some shit up I can't fucking stand you" she yelled hitting me with her clutch.
I grabbed her arm and drug her to the bathroom with me. "Why are we in here," she asked frustrated. I locked the door and sat on the lil couch thing in here. "I miss you, baby," I told her grabbing her waist. "Ok but I don't miss you it's been months and I've moved on," she shrugged. I looked in her eyes and she was lying. "That's not true," I told her. "Yes, it is." "I still love you London baby and I know you love me." I buried my face in her waist. I heard sniffling and looked up again and tears were falling down her face. "I don't love you anymore Zahir, you left me. I tried explaining but you disrespected me, you hurt me" she whispered. She started to walk away.
I stood up and grabbed her. "London you're just trying to make me feel like you feel you don't hate me, baby," I told her. "Yes I do," she said with so much venom in her voice. "I hate you for making me feel the way you did, I hate how you ignored me, I hate you wouldn't let me tell you my part," she yelled. I gently pushed her into the wall. "London please stop saying that baby, you don't hate me," I said on the verge of tears. I don't know what's going on if it's the drugs, alcohol, or emotions, but I'm about to be crying like a lil bitch. "I hate you ok? I hate you," she sobbed. I tried kissing away her tears but she turned her face. I wiped them away with my thumb instead. "Shhh baby it's ok I got you" I whispered in her neck. I rocked us side to side while trying to calm her down.
I guided us to the couch and we both sat down. "Look I'm sorry alright? The way I went about the whole situation was wrong I shouldn't have come to ya crib like that or disrespected you.... I'm ready to hear what you have to say," I told her. She chuckled. "It's too late now, ion wanna talk about it. I came to have a good time I'll see you another time Antonio," she said calling me by my middle name. "I love you London," I told her looking into her eyes. "You don't, but it's okay because I love me enough for the both of us," she said then got up and walked out of the bathroom. I looked behind her in disbelief. Everyone has been saying apologize and hear her out. Now she won't even talk to a nigga.
I walked back in the VIP section and sat in my original spot. I saw Denae, Monique, and London walk up the stairs. When Lon saw me she went on the opposite side. "Aye bitch where you took my sister," King asked. "In the bathroom to apologize and fuck the shit out of her but she didn't wanna hear anything I had to say," I said truthfully. He hit me in the shoulder. "Don't say shit like that about my sister and don't think she gonna fuck you either," he said sucking his teeth.
I just shrugged, shit I told him the truth. "Cash money record coming to take over for the 99 and 2000's" blared through the speakers and I knew some ass was about to be thrown. I looked across our section and London ass was all in the air. I stood up and strolled over there. She wasn't paying any attention and started throwing it back on me. I caught all ass that was thrown my way. Next, the Dj spun in Red Nose and I was about to get lit in this hoe.
London grabbed the edge of the table and started yiking. I grabbed her hips and moved with her every movement. She thought she was an island girl or something the way she was whining her hips. I saw a flash out the corner of my eye and turned my head to see Nique recording us. I smiled and kept grinding into Lon. When the song ended she stood straight up and smirked at me. "Y'all niggas was lit as fuck," Ashton said dapping me up. I chuckled then shrugged. I sat back down and took a sip of water cause a nigga was low key tired. London sat next to me and grabbed the bottle of Ciroc pouring her a drink.
I leaned back on the couch while pulling a pre-rolled blunt from behind my ear and started sparking. After sitting there for five minutes London reached over and took the blunt from me. She took two puffs then passed it back. She was still sitting on the edge of the couch chilling and scrolling through Instagram on her phone. "If you hate me why you smoking my weed," I asked her. She shrugged her shoulders and went back to what she was doing. I glared at her and sat up straight. "London baby real life we need to talk," I told her. She let out a long sigh then looked at me. "I know we need to talk, but you never know the right time and place to do shit. I came here to turn up tonight. Not be in my feelings over some bullshit. We will talk just not now," she said then walked over to Nique and Nae. I let out a sigh. Yup this is going to be harder than I thought.
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Teen FictionLondon made mistakes as a teenager that she's tried to run from her past finally catches up to her.