i turn around and i see one of my only loves, rakim.
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"daddy??", i ask.
"liz, it really is you. what are you doing in hawaii?", he asks.
"oh, im just here with one of my daddies, no big deal.",i say casually.
"oh, well i'm glad i ran into you, it's been a while.", he tells me.
"yeah it has.", i tell him as i hug him.
"i missed you so much daddy. im so happy to be in your arms right now.", i tell rakim.
"really? youre with another man on vacation... i bet even the thought of me hasnt crossed your mind.", he says annoyed.
"i thought you knew i had other daddies. i also thought you knew i love you.i thought you knew that thats what separates you from most of my other daddies", i say crossing my arms.
"is this guy messing with you?", ed asks.
"no, hes someone close to me.. i didnt think we would run into each other, and we're just saying hi. you know? catching up..", i explain.
"oh okay. nice to meet you, im ed.", he says reaching to shake rakims hand.
"hell0, you must be the poor excuse for a daddy that lanas with. im rakim, lanas daddy that makes her cum almost instantly. how are you?", he says nonchalantly.
"rakim, dont be rude now.", i say in a warning tone.
"well, at least i pay attention to her. at least i treat her like she deserves, you obviously ignore her. a woman like lana should never be ignored. i dont even understand, how you could ignore such a goddess.", ed says angrily at him.
"i doubt lana actually wants anything to do with your tomato looking ass. whats so great about having a white boy that forgets to put on sunscreen? he is what you want, im what you need. sooner or later you will realize that, and im afraid youll realize it too late.", rakim says like hes stating facts.
"*scoffs* your bitch ass was never there for lana when she needed you. you never took her on vacation like she deserved or anything of that kind. i think youre just jealous i treat her how shes meant to be treated. i am both what she wants and needs. who needs a man who treats them like garbage?", ed retorts.
"liz loves it when i fuck her senselessly. she loves everything i do to her, and no other man can do the same i do to her. lana doesnt like having the full meal at once. she likes to take small breaks here and there in between the meal. she loves to be treated like a bitch because she loves to see whats it's like for men like yourself.", he says.
"oh please, youre my bitch rakim. if you werent my bitch you wouldnt be fighting with teddy here. now, dont get me wrong im not saying hes not my bitch either because he is. so will both of you bitches be mature and stop fighting? im so sick and tired of the fighting. you guys are causing a scene. i am supposed to be relaxing because this is my vacation, and you guys are ruining it. if youre going to fight like a pair of dogs, go fight somewhere else that is not near me.", i rant to both of them.
"okay lana", rakim says with a smile.
after that i hear a loud smack.
"ohhh!!11 lana he hit me!!1"ed says pointing at rakim like a little kid.
"what do you want me to do about it? i told you i wouldnt get involved in your childish drama." i tell him.
"youre gonna regret that.", ed threatens rakim.
"im not afraid of tomatoes, but you tried", he says as he laughs.
as rakim laughs ed punches him straight in the jaw. i even gasp in shock, i was not expecting that. then rakim punches him in the eye, and you can barely tell the area is red because hes so sunburned.
i decide it's a good idea to put on sunscreen even though the situation is horrible. as i finish putting on my sunscreen, i see rakim on top of ed repeatedly punching him in the face. i kind of think he deserved it for trying to act all tough.
"youre both acting like children, and im over it. so i will be leaving to who knows where for the meantime. i hope someone puts this up on "honolulu fights", so i can see how stupid you both look.", i tell them.
i grab the beach bag and i sashay away from this pathetic fight scene. i fucking hate what they did, all i wanted to do was get high by the beach. can one not do that these days?
i grab the car keys from inside the beach bag and go to the parking spot of the car. i unlock the car, and step inside. i dont know where im going, but i know it's going to be far away from here. i decide a cute little vintage store would be perfect; i need more things for my aesthetic.
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i look up "vintage stores near me", and the one that says 20 miles away. thirty minutes must be enough for either of these idiots to not find me.
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this chapter is short as fuck but you know god knows i tried.
