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"HERE YA' GO." I handed seventy five dollars to the Chinese lady, who did my eyebrows and nails. I put on my Gucci sunglasses and left the salon, pleased with the job.
. "Argh!", I heard something screech, I tripped over something and fell ass flat onto the concrete.
What the fuck? I looked over at the dog I had just tumbled over. It looked like it was struggling to get up. I rolled my eyes and made sure no one saw what I was about to do. I stood up, dusted my ass off ,and walked over to the whimpering dog. I squatted down below to help the little bitch out. I fixed her bent legs and tried to put her back on the curb.
"That's what ya little stupid ass get, messing up my shoes."
"Stella!", someone whistled. The dog wobbled over to her owner. I stood up only, to feel that my pinky finger was throbbing. Little bits of blood trickled down my hand.
"Ouch!", I wasn't saying that because it actually hurt, but in fear of the cut leaving a scar. Hell, I broke nails all the time. Long nails always broke easily.
"Are you good ?"
"No I'm not good, your little dog just broke my nail!"
"I'm sorry, this isn't even my dog, she....", he trailed on. But I wasn't trying to hear any of that shit. The little bitch broke my nail, therefore he was going to have to run me money.
He took a look at my finger, briefly grabbing before I snatched it away, looking at him like he was retarted. The last thing I needed were bum germs on me. "Don't touch.", I scowled, backing away from him.
"Here." he handed me five ten dollar bills. "Is that enough?" I sighed shaking my head sticking my hand out for more.
This nigga was a dummy, I only broke one nail. But hey, I did bust my ass, so he owed me.
"These nails cost me seventy five dollars.", He pulled out his wallet and pulled out twenty-five more dollars on top of the fifty I had in the palm of my hands.
Hmm, I thought, getting a little closer to him.
"You know I never got your name?", I looked up at his little boyish features. He was lightskinned with green eyes and really pink lips, he looked like he hadn't smoked a day in his life. He sort of reminded me of the younger version of Chris Brown, expect with cat eyes. He looked younger than me, but still grown nevertheless. Even better.
"Chris", he coincidentally said. He smiled, showing his pearly teeth. "And you beautiful?"
"Lea.", I simply stated. "Where were you headed?"
JAYCEON BAKARI TAYLOR
DESLYN CLIMBED TOWARDS ME on the bed, kissing my neck. I gripped her ass, smacking it ever so often.
"Aye now, don't start none won't be none.", I told her sitting up. I had some business to take care of.
She let the bottom of my plump lip go, and sighed, still straddling me. "But I don't want you to leave.", she pouted. Every time it was time for me to go, she did this. I was gonna have to find my baby a hobby. I flipped her over, so that she was below me. I tickled her sides, which was followed by a fit of giggles.
"Jay s-stop", by now she was out of breath, with tears of laughter rolling across her cheeks. I slipped away from her, walking over to the bathroom. I washed my face, looking at the dark circles that had gotten comfortable underneath my eyes. I opened the medicine cabinet, unscrewing the familiar cap, popping two pills in my mouth. I felt a small pair of hands loop around my stomach, along with some body heat on my back.
"What's wrong baby?"
"I'm good.", I reassured her and myself, turning around to face her. I looked down at the big, sloppy bun sitting on top her head. Her neatly tamed eyebrows sat right over her dark brown doe set of eyes. She had a cute button nose, along with pink, heart-shaped lips. I picked up her petite frame and kissed all over her brown skin. I swear she tasted like caramel.
"Babe, you have to go, just leave already.", she pouted once again before crossing her arms.
"I'll be back before you know it.", I kissed her nose one last time, before I slipped on my shoes.
"Okay, I have some work I have to finish up anyways...Can we watch a movie tonight?", her soft feet pitter-pattered against the hardware floor, following me foot to foot.
"Sure. If that's what you want."
"Okay, I'll be here waiting for you.", she kissed my shoulder. "I love you.", I stopped in front of the door, turning around and kissed her forehead. I grabbed my keys from the counter and glided out of her small apartment. As soon as I turned the corner, a sigh of relief escaped from my lips. Once I approached the elevator, I pushed the button to go down to the lobby.
The sweltering heat of Los Angeles, set out on Jayceon as he walked to his Audi R8. He was always amazed that even in the nighttime, the city never managed to cool off. He opened the trunk, grabbing his all black bag. Once he got in, he immediately turned on the air conditioner to cool off. He then changed from his shorts and polo into his infamous, all black attire. He breathed another sigh of relief.
I finally feel like myself.
He brushed down and over his 360 waves, before placing a silk cap over his head, and then finally a skull cap. He looked in his rearview mirror, staring back at the reflection before him. His dark brown eyes were nearly black, and held no type of emotion within them. Where did I go wrong? He always asked himself. He opened the center sole, revealing a pill bottle and his capsule of Hennesy. After popping three of the pills, he took a swig of Henessy. He pushed start and zoomed out of Deslyn's apartment complex.
