Who do you trust most your loved ones or your lover? - When these two New Yorkers meet intense feelings between them begin to form much to the displeasure of others around them. Both Nasir Jones and Nicki Maraj faith in love is put through the ultim...
I shut the front door as Desirée was still talking to me tellin' me what Aunt Peaches wanted from the store if I were to pass one on my way to work. I turned seeing Nicki just standing there confusing me.
"What?"
"Why you never say 'Hi'? And what you mean 'What'? aren't you happy to see me you should be." she spoke.
"I'm on my way to work," I told her as she stepped onto the porch with a plastic bag in hand.
"I can give you a ride." she added "-and here I got these..."
I looked down at the condoms she held out and back up at her. "Take them." she gritted putting the box in my pocket "Stop acting like that with me."
"Acting like what!?" I asked then removed her hand from my pocket "-And ion need your ride' now go on home somewhere."
"Why you raising your voice?" She yelled.
"Ain't nobody raising their voice just listen once and go."
"-but?"
"What? But what!? What do you want?" I angered. 'I wasn't even mad at first but she'd make a n*gga mad with all the irritating questions she be asking.
She turned to walk away as I grab her elbow.
"Why you yelling at me for when I'm just trying to help?" she whined' wrapping her arms around me as I let her wet me up for a minute before pulling her off.
"Look you wetting me up," I said—hoping she'd laugh or something but she didn't "Wipe your eyes bruh" I instructed doing it for her as she tried hugging me again but I wiggled from her grip. I couldn't show up to work with wet fucking clothes on. The fuck was she trying to do get me fired?? "I'll come by later we can talk and do what you want," I told her, knowing I'm bout late as ever for work.
"Promise?"
"Yeah," I promised before kissing her forehead then walked her to her car "You look pretty." I tried complimenting as she got inside her car.
"Thank You, Nas."
"See you later."
She started the car as I began walking off and shaking my head at the whole thing' Ion know if I could deal with that constantly.
"You're late," the boss told me as soon as I walked in, well, thank you Captain Obvious.
"I walked here."
"Uh, I had sent him on a run because we needed more sticky notes... did you get it?" Stix came to my defense.
"Uh, yeah." I played along till the Boss brought it really believing Stix as soon as he walked off Stix turned around towards me.
"Man, you can't be showin' up late, you'll get fired."
"I know, it won't happen again!"
Time went by smoothly, I was just answering calls and taking names' as I jot down the last few names placing them on the board of people who had come and rented a vehicle.
"You know it's lunch hour," Stix announced, Shoot! I ain't even know that. We went to eat at one of the little cafes around the corner—I just bought a coffee cuz that was really all I could afford.
Stix was talking about his family and how great his three kids were. He even showed me a pic he kept in his wallet of the trio "So you got kids, Nas?"
I sipped the coffee while glancing out the window "Yeah, a girl."
"I knew it! No offense brother but you look like the type." he chuckled.
I drank my coffee and just laughed I couldn't even be mad at this guy since he had saved me from potentially getting fired.
He was telling me about his aspirations and how he wanted to open up a clinic for young people with mental health disorders—a clinic that would offer them shelter and he was really passionate about this.
"You know young Black people suffering from mental health issues killing themselves have been at an all-time high this generation," he revealed "-I just want to create a place they can go and feel like the world isn't judging them."
Stix drove me halfway home cuz he said he wouldn't drive through the hood never again after he was robbed a couple months back' so I couldn't complain I just hiked home.
"Aunt Peaches, I got your cigarettes and stuff," I announced as soon as I walked into the house.
"She left! Went to Desirée volleyball game." Rodell answered.
"Whatchu doing?" I asked as he takes some ramen noodles from the microwave.
"What it looks like fool?"
I set the bag on the kitchen counter going near the home phone that was on the wall and dialing Nicki.
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A/N: The goal was not exceeded
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