Ivory
Amira was a sensitive ass broad. G who was running shit back in the days did what he knew best to do. And that was fall the fuck back and apologize for his daughter actions. I took Amira to Grab a chicken box and got her one too. She been real silent though. Like a dark cloud was over her
I wanted to bring her outside to the basketball hood tournament with me so I got her dolled up.
for a hour straight she refused saying she didn't want me to spend any money on her. Amira must lived on another planet.. What bitch ain't like money to be spent on her? It made me respect her even more but I didn't take no for an answer
I had my little cousin Sade take her to the nail salon, hair salon and shopping. Amira was looking brand new but her personality stayed the same. She was still sweet and couldn't stop looking in the mirror. Especially that sexy blonde hair she had that made her pop.
It didn't take a rocket scientist for me to know she had low self esteem. Amira was real cool peoples and didn't like her being so down on herself. Then I had no idea her tiny ass could cook. She kept me fed on the daily, the whole week I stayed with her. Every night even if it was 4am and I came thru from running the streets she had a hot meal for me
"Why you let that bitch play with you like that? You can't let shit like that slide. Respect is everything" I looked over at her hot caramel freckled face. Her big eyes pooled with tears as she wiped her face and sniffled
"I don't like confrontation and I can't fight. Denim probably was just having a bad day. She sent me all these text messages and she has me rethinking Things. Besides, I really don't know you that well, You could have a hidden agenda. People just don't do nice things for no reason."
"Where the fuck is this coming from? Amira I don't want shit from you. I'm not on no slick shit. If I wanted pussy I would've straight up told you. I don't hold my tongue for no bitch or nigga whether it's hurtful or not. Let me see what that bitch texting you" I grabbed her android and she folded her arms across her chest
Bff• Wowwww you let a nigga dictate shit now?
Bff• How you let him play me like that?
Bff•So you ignoring me?
Me• no I'll wait till I get home to txt u . I'm hurt you said those mean things to me and I never had sex with Jimmy or Ivory. I'm not a hoe
Bff• it was jus a joke and Damn that nigga got u tht wide open? U jus met him
Bff• You a horrible friend Amira cuz when ppl bully you I'm always there 4 u
Bff•I'm still going beat the shit out u. And u bet not run your mouth. U let that nigga embarrass me . U not my real bff. Dick comes n go. You actn real brand new Amira but I got u
"Nah you can't be walking around scared of this jealous bitch. I'm going train you"
"Train me?" She asked frowning her little nose.
Amira was so pretty to me. I wanted to kiss her beautiful lips but I didn't want to scare her. She was fragile and I was rough. My blunt mouth had her shook at a nigga most times so I couldn't help it. I knew I probably had no business getting attached to such a sweet girl since I was wild but I couldn't help myself
"No just stay away from me. This is all your fault. Your nothing but trouble" she tried to open up the door to my Audi but I locked it. She unlocked it and I locked it again. And again
I grabbed Amira by the back of her neck and pulled her into me.
"Nah I can't do that. And All that punk ass shit is dead with me. These bitches gotta know not to play with you. If you going be my bitch you gotta be a reflection of me. And scary ain't me. Like I said I'm going train you. I got moves to make so I'll be thru tommorw morning"
"Okay I'll do it but don't refer to me as a bitch. I'm a queen. And You not my boyfriend Ivory. You never took me on a date Or call me when your away. We need more time, We did just meet, Plus When you leave I don't see you until you finished running the streets"
I smiled at Amira. She liked my presence even though she wanted to act like I was a nuisance. She touched my scar under my right eye
"What's your story?" She asked me wide eyed
"Struggle" I wasn't getting deep into all that shit. Certain shit about myself I didn't like to get into
"Oh. So who raised you?" She asked being nosy
"We not ready get into all that. Worry about prepping on how to run in somebody mouth. And I'm not trying change you either. People like to use, abuse and walk all over sweet people like you Amira"
she nodded and I could tell she was irritated that I wasn't opening up
I could tell Amira was being genuine but I didn't like something her homegirl said so I was reserved. Amira had some attachment to Jimmy bitch ass? Nah I'll keep my mouth shut
.My mother wasn't on drugs like Amira mom. My mother had Autism and wasn't high functioning. I was a product of rape and was conceived the minute my Uncle Saint, her big brother enlisted in the Army leaving her unprotected from predators .
She wasn't capable of raising me once my grandmother died so I ended up being raised by the streets and went from home to home. Trap to trap. Bitch house to bitch house. I remembered staying at Saints house for awhile when I was 12 to 14 but they were living their own hell with Uncle Saint so I ran away from there. That nigga had hands of steel and a lots of crazy moments and that shit was unbearable to deal with. I literally got put in foster care eventually but was a bad little nigga. I always ran away, got into fights and was stealing to eat. Everyone always was in awe when I would beat a nigga ass so as a younging people started paying me to beat someone up for them. I got a local boxer trainer attention and for a few years besides being deeply invested in running the streets i boxed in local tournaments to keep food in my stomach and some pocket eat. I still was never defeated and had a rookie undefeated record here in the city.
"Okay" she said softly just staring at me
"Why the fuck you looking at me like that?" I frowned. Then I chuckled. I pulled Amira on my lap and she was shaking like a leaf
"What you doing?" She whispered getting clammy and shit.
"Shut the fuck up girl" I couldn't help my brashness but I pecked her lips. She closed her eyes and grabbed my neck
She took me by surprise sliding her tongue in my mouth. I deepened our kiss then pulled at her bottom lip. I started rubbing her nipples through the Gucci shirt dress. She moaned as I gripped her tiny soft ass and squeezed it. Amira had to be the littlest bitch ever. She needed something more to work with but I liked her so it overshadowed my usual preference.
I could feel my 11 inch dick hardening and Amira jumped off me when I made it jump
"I'll see you tommorw" she stuttered rushing out the car. I got out with her to see Jimmy bleeding the block
"Wassup bitch?" I laughed and he didn't say shit. Just nodded. Jimmy was a coon in my eyes
Jimmy was finally learning how to keep his mouth shut. Everyone knew Saint was away and Jimmy wanted my spot that Apple gave me. He didn't even hold his own like a man when I approached him so that was real laughable. I wouldn't sleep on him thou. The hungriest niggas came from the bottom
I was waiting to see would he look or say something to Amira but he didn't.
"Give me another kiss scary" I pulled her at me and she giggled. She pecked my lips and I tounge kissed her before saying my goodbyes
