I. Tamara

Chapter 7

I woke up still stuck in this stupid ride. Michael was staring dead at me.

"Finally. You okay, baby," He asked, rubbing my arm.

I nodded. I looked around and the lights were still off, but the sun was rising.

"How long have we been here," I asked.

"Hours," He sighed.

This is too much. The ride abruptly started back up and they began releasing everyone. I know this will be a lawsuit. We climbed out of our cart and headed toward the parking lot. I felt a tap on my shoulder and I turned around and this boy around my age was standing in front of me. I widened my eyes afyer realizing who it was. Legacy, Tyga's son.

"Uh, what, " I said nonchalantly.

"You need to come back to where you belong," Legacy said then circled around me. I watched him then folded my arms.

"No. I'm where I belong," I rolled my eyes. Michael walked toward the exit and I grew irritated.

"Look, baby, just come back to me. You know you want to," He was now inches away from my face. I looked him straight into the eyes.

"I actually don't. You treated me-" I was cut off by his lips crashing into mine. I tried to fight back, but I couldn't. Legacy has always made me weak. I moved my lips against his as his tongue slid across my bottom lip, but I stopped instantly thinking about Michael.

"Legacy, I can't right now. Okay? I'm with someone right now. Maybe when I get back to Atlanta we can talk,"

I stepped away from him and began walking toward Michael's truck which was pulling off. I didn't even bother to chase after him. I messed up and I know why. I can't be tied down to one person just yet and especially somebody I just met. Like he said earlier, we just talking anyway. I guess trying to get on that dating level which probably won't happen.

"Tamara,"

I turned around and noticed Zoey. I looked at him as he jogged toward me.

"Yo, what you doing out here by yo' self.," He asked, throwing his arm over my shoulder.

I smiled then shrugged and wrapped my arm around his waist. "Michael left me," I sighed. "I got caught up with a ex and I guess I hurt him,"

Zoey smacked his lips. "He'll get over it. He's like one of them soft niggas. You can cheat on him in front of his face and he'll still go back to you."

"Ion know. We not even dating. He said 'We're just talking',"

"Oh. I mean, that is the first step to dating," He said while opening his car door for me. I slid in and he got in on the driver side.

"I guess. I just want to take my mind off of it to be honest," I sighed.

Zoey smirked as he started up the car. "You smoke," He asked while holding up a bag of blunts. I squealed.

"Yes! I haven't had one of those since I got here,"

He pulled off and we drove toward this park. He handed me a rolled one and I put it to my lips then grabbed his lighter and lit it. I inhaled it for a couple of seconds then I exhaled it threw my nostrils and I passed it to Zoey.

"Showin off, eh," He chuckled then did the same, but blew his out in "O's".

"Now, you're the show off," I laughed. We did this for about 30 minutes until all off the bud was gone. I could barely open my eyes. I giggled then leaned over Zoey and kissed his neck then I kissed his jawline as I moved toward his lips. Our noses brushed against each other as I stared into his eyes, smiling. He leaned his head up causing our lips to touch. I climbed into his lap and straddled his waist as the kiss got heated. I moved away then pulled his shirt over his head then I began to trace his tattoos. I leaned back down and began the makeout session again

{later that day}

I layed in my hotel bed and watched "Guy Code". My mind drifted off toward earlier this morning. Zoey and I had a great time this morning. I did intend on having sex with him. As soon as he pulled out that bag, that was the icing on the cake. I rolled onto my stomach as my phone buzzed. I checked it and it was a text from Legacy. I opened it

Legacy: Hey, can I come thru

Me: Y

Legacy: I wanna talk

Me: Wanna meet up somewhere

Legacy: Not really, but anything for you T

Me: I guess you can come over. I dont really wanna go anywhere. I'm at Hilton's Hotel

Legacy: Be there in 10

I tossed my phone over then rolled over onto the floor. I crawled toward my suitcase then picked out a tank top and some basketball shorts with some Nike socks. I pulled those on then I got off the floor and jogged toward my bathroom then fixed my hair into a high bun with half of my hair down in the back. I heard a knock at my door and I walked toward it then opened it. I smiled.

"Hey," I moved to the side and let him in.

"Hey," Legacy sat on the edge of my bed and I shut the door. I sat down beside him.

"Sooo-" I was cut off by him putting a napkin over my face. I began kicking and screaming, but the stench on the napkin was strong and it was making me tired.

"I'm sorry," was all I heard him whisper into my ear before everything went black.

I woke up in an abandoned warehouse. I was layed out on a dirty mattress. I looked around, but I saw nothing. I sat up and looked down at myself. I was fully clothed which is good. I stood up and walked toward the door then I stopped myself. That's dumb. I just went back to the mattress and sat down. I heard the door open and Legacy came in. I slight my eyes at him.

"Where the fuck am I," I growled at him.

He came and sat next to me the he proceeded to kiss onto my sweet spot on my neck. I let out a small moan, but for him to think I'm really about to have sex with him. I began pushing him away.

"Baby, what," He began rubbing my inner thighs as I bit onto my bottom lip. I hate this so much because he knows all my spots.

"S-stop," I pushed him off of the mattress. I don't think I should've done that. His face turned burning hot red.

"Okay. Whatever. You can fuck that Zoey nigga, but not me. How about I just eliminate him," He smirked.

"No. Don't," I pleaded.

He came and sat back onto the mattress. "Then give me what I want,"

"Okay," I began fiddling with my thumbs. I hate my life.

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Legacy is played by Anthony Lewis (Candy Rain Remix singer) its on the right too