Quavo's Trip To Cuba

What You Sew

Cuba

"Stop." I whispered as tears rolled down my face.

"Chill lil mama." He said. He continued to lick & kiss on my neck, then I felt one of his fingers rub my lips. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly as more tears escaped. He slipped a finger in me then he sat up & used his free hand to unbuckle his pants. My breathing increased as I could feel a turning sensation in my stomach. I attempted to sit up but only went half way, and I vomited on his arm & my stomach. He quickly jumped off of me then looked at his arm in disgust.

"What the fuck son." He said as he walked out the room. I smiled then slowly slid to the edge of the bed sitting with my hands on my knees, then attempted to stand as I balanced myself using the nightstand. I heard footsteps walk back into the room.

"Let me help you." He said. He lifted me up bridal style walking me into the bathroom. When he put me down I kneeled in front of the toilet & vomited once again. He held my hair back as I released everything in me.

"What's going on?" I heard someone say. Me & Dave turned facing the door seeing my mom standing there with Molly & O behind her. I smacked my lips at her.

"What does it look like mom?" I said. She shook her head at me then placed her hands on her hips.

"How you doing? I'm Dave." He said holding his hand out. Mom shot him a smile as she shook it. She looked back down at me & her smile disappeared.

"Where's your clothes? Ugh and why is it vomit all over you Cuba?" She asked.

"I was in bed & I started throwing up. Can you please bring me a towel. And some water or something?" I said with attitude.

"Girl you need to get in the shower!"

"That's what I need the DAMN towel for."

She smacked her lips then walked away. I spit in the toilet before wiping my mouth.

"Since your people's back I guess I should go." Dave said. I turned looking up at him.

"Yeah I think you should." I said. He was probably disgusted at me for throwing up on him, and that was nasty but at least it got me out of the situation I was just in.

He nodded his head before walking out the bathroom. I placed my arm in the edge of the toilet before laying my head on it.

"Nice meeting you." My mom said before walking into the bathroom. I heard the front door open & close then mom sat the water bottle on the counter before handing the towel. I wiped my mouth with it.

"Who was he Cuba?" She asked standing next to me.

"Dave East, he's a rapper."

"Oh does Qua know him?"

"I don't know Mom." I said while rubbing my forehead. She know I hate having questions throw at me back to back.

"Well get in the shower then you need to go back to bed it's 4 in the morning." She said. "You need to sleep this shit off."

I huffed out air before standing up slowly. She cut the shower on for me & I took the remainder of my clothes off.
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