Love Hurts (Lesbian Story) -Completed-[Editing]

Chapter 2

   We get to this movie at least 15-20 minutes late. I'on care though. We get in an I head over to get myself a drink.

   "Yeah, lemme get a Sprite." I tell the cashier. "Medium, thanks."

   "Bae, I want popcorn, candy, and-"

   "Get you some, then." I cut Destiny off.

  She hit me with a pout. I just walk away with my drink. She ain't getting a dollar outta me. I showered her with that bread when we first got together but that's over now. On to the next, time to flex on this chick.

   I pull out my phone to see what's up with this gal'. I had a text from her.

   Bekka: 'Hey, Boo. I'ma be there in about 30 minutes."

I text her back.

   'Iight, ma. Let me know when you pulling up. I'll meet u at the door.'

   Destiny and I walk up in the movie and find seats almost at the top. As the movie plays I can't help but think about this bad girl I'm waiting on. I met her at the club last weekend and man was she looking good.

   She got some big juicy lips that stay with a fruity gloss on em'. At the club she was rockin' this tight, short red dress that had her titties looking like two big scoops of chocolate ice cream and made her booty sit up like a night stand. I swear, I could've sat my drink up on that tail.

   Anyway, she was eying me from across the bar all night so I approached her.

   "Wussup, ma. You down wit' dancin' with me?" I asked her, smirking as I checked her out.

   She was wearing light make-up. Being a girl myself, I could guess her hair was weave but it was still hard to tell. Her brown hair, matched her caramel skin perfectly. And them eyes, like big cups of creamy coffee was checking me out as well.

   I had nothing to worry about. I'm looking dope as a mug with my gear on. I'm rocking some all white, classic shell-toe Addidas; all black skinny Levi jeans; and a short sleeve, white Polo v-neck. The front of dreads were braided midway while the back hung at my shoulder blades. Smelling fresh with Red Polo Cologne, I'm in that thang.

   "Maybe." She responded as she brought her eyes up to meet mine. "What's in it for me?"

   My eyebrows went up at that question. On top of that, her voice was smooth and very high in tone. Like a child's, only sexier.

   "What's in it for you?" I repeated. "Shyt, maybe you'll get to spend the night with me." I winked after that.

   "We'll see. What's your name?" She replied before finishing off her drink and stepping down from her chair.

   She was shorter than me. I'm bout' 5'8" so I'm guessing she was round 5'3". I smiled at this height difference. Got me feeling dominant as hell.

   "Just call me Jae, ma. What's yours?" I asked.

   "Call me Bec." She replied.

   Long story short, we kicked it. She was dancing up on me all night. I got that number and it was on and poppin' after that.

   Back to today.

   I feel Destiny lay her hand on my lap and try to snuggle all up under me. At the same time , my phone goes off in my pocket. I pull it out in a hurry and after seeing Bekka's name on my iPhone's screen I rise from my seat instantly.

   "What's wrong, babe? Who is that?" Destiny questions, looking up at me.

   "Don't trip. Watch yo movie." I respond as I walk to the steps.

   "But bae, where you going?" Destiny whines.

   "Chill. I'll be back, girl." I snap, I could hear her smack her teeth in disappointment.

   Oh well. Again, I did not come here for her.

   I answer my phone call halfway down the steps.

   "Yo, Bec. Where you at?" I speak loudly.

"Shhhh!" Some random person in the theater shushes me.

  I hold my middle finger high in the air for everyone to see until I was out the door.

   "Oh, okay, boo. I see you now." I say before hanging up the phone.

   As I come into the lobby of the theater, I see Bekka fine a*s walking towards me. Her lips are glossy and kiss ready, as usual. Her hair is pulled back at the top showing off her face more. She is wearing a grey v-neck with a tight leather jacket; white skinny jeans and some grey Timberland boots. Dime piece for sho'.

   "How you doin', ma?" I asks as I take her hand in mine.

   "I'm good. What about you?" She reply, looking down at our hands.

   "Shyt, I'm great." I smile.

   "Who you here with?" She askes, squinting her eyes at me.

  Reading me. Probably bouta' read this lie I'm gone tell her.

  "You, na." I smirk. "Let's get up outta' here."

   "Why? I'm tryna see a movie." She frowns before walking towards the snack cashier.

   "Can I have a slushy, please? Thank-you." Bekka requests.

  Seconds later, the drink is in her hand and she is walking away.  

   I'm looking like, 'I know dis girl didn't just...'

   I shake my head before slamming a five dollar bill on the counter then following Bec sassy ass. I'm digging her though. But I ain't digging how she walking into the same theater my other chick was in.

    Not cool..