You Deserve

08

The next morning

Marli

I woke to the sound of my alarm going off indicating it was time to get ready for class. After taking a moment to get myself together I got up and headed to the bathroom to do my hygiene routine. 45 minutes later I came out wrapped in a towel making my way over to my closet, suddenly Yanna bursted in plopping down on my bed smiling.

"Good morning to you too, what you smiling for?" I asked facing her.

"Brian."

She began blushing, it was the cutest thing. She looked so happy, hell she deserves this.

"So what, y'all got like a date or something, I need details."

Due to my fairly present bruises I decided on a pair of grey leggings and a black Supreme Hennessy long sleeve jersey quickly getting dressed. Thank God I only had one morning class today, I know it's gonna get hot later.

"Yup! After class he's gonna come over, him and August of course, we're all gonna go out somewhere maybe to the beach, then he's taking me to dinner."

We? I'm not feeling this whole group outing. Granted, I do like August, he's a cool guy but I don't see myself with him like that. One because he's a celebrity and we all know how his type gets down while on the road and two, I'm just not ready. I don't trust guys whatsoever. They don't give a fuck about anything but what's between a girls legs and I'm pretty sure August is no different. Shaking my head I put on my Taxi 12's and looked at Yanna.

"I don't mean to be a Debbie downer but I'd rather not go. Or be around August for that matter."

"Why? I thought you guys were getting along."

"We are and that's the problem. I know what he wants and it's gonna cause unnecessary drama that I clearly don't need. I don't trust him, I don't trust men and it's best if I just stay away. He only wants one thing anyways he can go get it from some other bitch."

I walked over to my vanity putting on a little makeup to cover the bruises on my neck and face. She sighed and walked over to me.

"Mar don't let this nigga define your life. You can't live in fear of what the last nigga did to you. You gotta learn from that shit and grow not seclude yourself from experiencing life. You won't learn to fly unless you try, remember what your papa said." She replied walking out of my room.

She was right but I'm not gonna allow myself to go through this shit again. Throwing my hair in a bun I put some lip gloss on and grabbed my phone and purse along with my laptop and went off to class with Yanna.

After class

"So you gonna go?" Yanna asked getting in the passenger seat.

I hesitated for moment. I guess it won't hurt, but my bruises.

"My bruises Yaya."

"They're clearing up babe come on if anybody addresses them I'll address them with these hands."

I laughed before starting up the car and pulling out.

"Sooo you gonna come... Or nah!"

I glanced at her before bursting out laughter returning my gaze to the road.

"You so childish, yes I'll go."

"Yaaay!" She squealed bouncing up wiggling in her seat.

I rolled my eyes smiling stopping at a red light. I plugged my phone into the radio turning on Sex You by Bando Jonex and started singing: