Bando

5

A few months later

"That party was LIT!" I said as Algee and I walked inside the house. We had just got in from the after party of the Detroit premiere in LA. It was so fun and we took a lot of pictures.

"I know. That's why you couldn't stop twerking the whole night!" He laughed.

"They didn't call me 'Make it Clap Mya' in high school for nothing," I said and started twerking.

"Aye aye, enough with all of that."

"You want something to eat?"

"Yea. You," he mumbled.

"What?" I asked. "I said I'm cool. You just ate at the party," he said and took off his jacket.

"I got hungry again," I shrugged and went into the kitchen. He shook his head and sat on the couch.

After I ate, we relaxed on the couch and listened to some music. "Anytime, Anyplace" by Janet Jackson played through the speakers. Everything felt so right at that moment.

"Baby."

"Hmm?" I asked while I rubbed on his chest.

"I know we already settled on this, but are you sure you still wanna keep doing it?"

I already knew where this was going. "Do we really gotta go through this again?"

"Yes," he said as he sat up. "You don't have to keep doing it. Baby, I'm telling you I can help you out. With Detroit doing well and more auditions coming up, more money gonna be coming in and you wouldn't have to keep selling. You're not a trap queen, baby."

I rolled my eyes. "I already told you before. This is my life. It's not that easy to get out, Al. Even if I wanted to." I got up and started to walk away. He hopped off the couch and got in front of me.

"Hold on, where you going? I wasn't done."

"Well I am. I don't wanna talk about this again." I tried to get past Algee, but he wouldn't let me.

"We're gonna talk about it, Mya. You gotta get---"

"You can't tell me what to do!" I cut him off. "Nigga, I'm grown! You ain't my daddy!"

"I'm just trying to help you out. You gotta leave that shit alone!" He yelled. I can see the anger in his face.

"Make me."

Suddenly, his face went from angry to sneaky. He picked me up, threw me over his shoulder, and walked up the stairs.

"TF! Put me down, Algee!" I yelled and started hitting his back.

He slapped my ass. "Shut yo ass up."

I shut up, but I kept hitting on his back. He went to my room and threw me on the bed. I never seen him like this before, but it was making me soaking wet. He ripped off my shorts and rubbed on my pussy with his thumb.

He smirked. "Turn over, baby."

I rolled over and got into position. "Didn't know you had a tattoo on that ass," he said and smacked it real hard. He slid into my wet pussy and started to thrust in a fast pace.

"Shit!" I yelled out. "I can't take it!"

"You a grown woman, right? So you gone take this dick tonight." He gripped my hips as he went harder. I held on to the sheets and screamed to the top of my lungs.

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!!!"

"Oh I'm daddy now? Thought I wasn't yo daddy earlier." He smacked my ass again. "What's my name?"

"Daddy!" I moaned out. I was close to coming until he pulled out. He turned me over onto my back and put my legs up to my head.

"Oh shit," I thought to myself. He took his time and slid back in. He looked deep into my eyes as he slowly grinded in me. It was like he was watching my soul leaving out of my body.

"Why can't you understand that I don't want you to get hurt?" He said softly. "I don't wanna lose you, Mya."

"You won't, baby." I pulled him down and kissed him. He picked up his pace as we broke away from our kiss.

"Fuck!" He moaned out and went faster.

I couldn't take it anymore. "I'm coming!"

"Me too, baby. Cum for daddy."

Before I knew it, my juices splurged all over him. He did a few more thrusts before he pulled out and came on my stomach. He grabbed a towel from the bathroom and I cleaned myself off.

"So you gone stop?" Algee asked as he laid down in the bed.

"I'll think about it."

"Aite." He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. We peacefully fell asleep together.

Around 10:30 a.m., my phone rang. "Hello?" I answered, rubbing my eyes a little.

"Ms. Thomas, this is Detective Larry from LAPD. I need you to come down to the station immediately."

What? I didn't do anything, so why would they want me at the station for? If it ain't one thing, it's another.