Passionfruit

Child's Play

                                   Savon
                         Chicago, IL , 2016

I stood to zip up my Levi jeans. One thing I liked about Brooke was that she always knew how to please me and she was never afraid to show it.

"Can you drop me off at the mall? I gotta meet Briana there.", she said as she wiped the cum off of her lips.

"Call a uber or some shit, I got moves to make.", I tossed her a twenty. I told her from the jump how shit was gonna be. I'm on the come up, and I ain't have time for child's play.

"Aye Sav, can u meet me at the trap by 12th in 10?"

"Less. I need some heat?", I wouldn't say I was trigger happy, but let's just say my trigger finger had been itching lately.

"Nah, but pack something light of course."

"Fasho".

"Aight, one." Without a word less, I walked out of Brooke's room and into my car.

"Wassup nigga", I dapped hands with Trell. He been my nigga since day one. He introduced me to the game, always had my back, and never switched up.

"Nothin much dawg."

"That's wassup. Pack decided to move us up a little. You know, upgrade us." Trell nodded his head towards his car. I sat in the passenger seat where he handed me a couple pounds of coke.

"Shit", I laughed, overwhelmed at how much money I was gonna be making. I could already see.

"Yuh,  and a couple of these", he handed me some weed baggies. After I chopped it up with Trell, I decided to head over to school to pick up Pash.

I observed her before showing my face. Passion was beautiful. She stood at about 5'4 with a nice shape she carried with confidence. Her braids stopped right at her plump ass. I know she had niggas that wanted her, but everybody they knew better than to fuck with her. Passion was off limits. She was mine.

I beeped the horn twice signaling for her to get in.

"Why didn't you tell me you were picking me up?", she bit her lip slightly, something she always did out of nervousness.

Always biting that damn lip.

"I wanted to surprise you.", I smirked.

"Mhm, can you take me to get something to eat?", Oh, that's another thing. This girl was always hungry. Her fat ass was always eating.

"What you want?"

"Some Zaxby's sounds good right now", she thought. She loved Zaxby's, if it wasn't this it was Cookout.

I went inside Zaxby's and ordered her food.

"Will that be all for you? Your total is 10.23."

See. She knew exactly how to break a nigga. I should've just took her ass to McDonalds.

"Here."

"Thanks Vonny", she kissed my cheek. It's funny that even a simple lil kiss could conjure up so many emotions.

"Yeah", just as I said that, I had an incoming call from Brooke.

"I need you to pick me up from the mall baby."

"Why Briana ain't drop you off?", I was starting to get annoyed by her. She was always needing something.

"I don't know. Her and Jaylen just left me here.", I huffed making a u-turn.

"Be ready."

I reached over to touch Passion's thigh, but she scooted over, rolling her eyes and folding her arms.

Within minutes, we were at the mall picking up Brooke. She went over to Passion's side, waiting for her to move, but Passion stood her ground like I knew she would.

"You look stuck.", Passion rolled down the window looking at Brooke.

"Yeah. I need you to move around. Kids sit in the back remember?" Before Passion even started I interrupted.

"Brooke, just sit in the back damn." She huffed and got in the back seat. Brooke was a couple of years older than me so she thought she could try to put Passion in her place. But we both know, Passion not having that.

The whole ride consisted of Brooke saying dumb, petty shit, and almost getting smacked by Passion.

When it was time to drop Passion off, she got up with a attitude. I killed the engine, walking up to her porch. She slammed the door in my face, but I opened it right back up.

"Yo, what the fuck is yo problem?"

"Nothing Savon, nothing", she plopped on the couch.

"So why the fuck you got a attitude for?"

"I don't have a fucking attitude, damn."

"Fuck you talking to?", I got in her face. Passion knew not to try me on that fuck shit.

"Nobody", she mumbled looking down.

"That's what I thought." Every time she got out of hand, I always had to put her in her place. Let her know who she was talking to.

"Come 'ere", she ignored me, and continued to watch Martin.

"What you deaf bruh? Come 'ere".

She pouted her lips coming over to me. She stood over me until I pulled her down in my lap.

"Why you poutin' ma?"

That shit was sexy lowkey.

"Cause I don't like it when you yell at me", she sighed, I didn't like it either. I tried not to talk to her like she was some random bitch off the street, and I wouldn't cause she my baby.

I kissed her neck, and then her chest, but she stopped me before I could do anything else.

"Von, when you gonna stop selling?"

"When we livin' lavish". I gave her the same response every time.

"You don't have to sell for us to live lavish though. You have so much potential and you don't even know. I want you to go back to school. It's our last year".

"I don't know Pash. I gotta go, call me later?" She shrugged her shoulders and stopped straddling my lap.

I pulled her jaw closer to me, grazing my lips against hers.

"Call me later.", I told her. She submitted, nodding her head.

I walked out of the house, ready to roll a blunt and pass out.