Every Woman Wants Love

Every Woman Wants Love (Pt.1)

I remember the day I met Rick. It was a hot summer day and I thought I'd go to the mall and have some me time. I was just coming out of vickys, when I accidentally bumped into him. He was tall and brownskin with medium length dreads. He was covered in tattoos and had this pretty smile. I apologized for running into him and proceeded on down the long corridor. As I stood waiting on the elevator I noticed a hand tap me. As I turned around I saw 3 niggas one was short and ugly. The other was cute and he was talking on the phone and then I seen the tall nigga I bumped into just moments before. He looked at me and said " Damn ma I was gone try to get ya number but you walked off so fast ". He asked me what my name was and I couldn't speak because I was shy. I never really knew how to talk to a man. Before I could mutter out my name all I heard was his short ugly friend say " damn you don't hear my man speaking to you ". I looked at him in disgust. " Regina , my name is Regina " I said in a low soft tone. He looked at me up and down looking at my curvy shape I figured. As the elevator finally arrived I hurried up and stepped into it. He followed as any nigga would. He grabbed my hand gently and said " that feels nice doesn't it ? " I just looked at him and kindly pulled away. He asked for my number with this intreging tone. " 786-444-2008 ". After I gave him my number I walked down to the food court where I stopped to get a Chinese plate. I ordered the white rice and bourbon chicken along with veggies. I always got that it was my favorite. After I got my food I headed out the giant doors that made the entrance to the mall. With my keys I clicked the alarm button so I could find my car. I walked over to my blue 2006 Honda accord. There my baby sat just as pretty as ever. Freshly washed , lightly tended windows sitting on 24 inch chrome. I loved my car so much. It was a gift from my grandma for finishing high school. She passed away like 3 years ago. It hurt so much and I finally decided to let the pain go. I wanted a new car but I couldn't let it go so I repainted it and threw some cheap rims on it to make her spark. As soon as I got in i got a call from girl Tasha. " Hello ? What's up girlieee " . " Bitch! Come over here quick this nigga tripping again he done hit me ". She always was letting this nigga beat her ass. I keep telling her to leave his hoe ass but no she always go back to him why ? I don't know. But that's my bitch so I'm always gone ride for her. " ok I'm on my way I'm leaving the mall now ". The phone just hung up and as I'm backing out this nigga just stop dead in the way. I rolled down the window and asked him to move. " Damn lil thickness you mean now but before you couldn't speak " . " NIGGA MOVE YO ASS OUT MY WAY BEFORE I HIT YO ASS ! I GOT AN EMERGENCY ! " I yell out the window all angry. I knew the longer I took the longer he could beat up my bestie , so I had to hurry up. " aight shorty I'm gone call you " he said as he stepped over next to this mini van. I raced to her house quickly. She didn't live too far from the mall. Probably like 15 minutes but I still wanted to rush to her. As I finally pull up to her CherryHill apartment I hear yells and screams. " Reggie move ! Let me go !" I open up my glove box and pull out my pistol. Not a again I thought to myself. I got out the car and fired off 1 shot before proceeding. " NIGGA LET HER GO ! BEFORE I SHOOT YO ASS ". " Hey Gina!  What's up girl? I ain't seen you in a minute " he said backing up slowly with his hands up. " Go grab yo shit , you staying at my house tonight I got him " Tasha ran in the house to go get her clothes , while I held Reggie ass up at the door with my pistol. " Girl put the damn gun down I ain't gone do shit " he said looking down at me. I ignored his ass as I didn't believe him. He always putting his hands on a woman and that's why I didn't like him. " Come on im ready " Tasha said with her two suitcases heading to my trunk. She put her things in and got in quickly as I walked away still pointing the gun at him.