Ride 4 me

Ch 17

It's been a week since I've heard or have seen anything crazy or related to my stalker. It's as if she got bored and finally gave up Blaq paid for London's car repair along with mine. Opening the refrigerators double doors, I pulled out the eggs and a pack of beef bacon, walking over to the pantry I grabbed the pancake mix and grits container. This was one of those mornings I felt like a home cooked breakfast had to happen. After cooking for almost an hour, Blaq made his way into the house with Ghost not to far behind.

"Baby! Damn girl you got it smelling good in here on a Friday morning. What nigga wouldn't wanna come home to this after bullshit?" Damien joked before taking a seat at the head of the table.

"Rae on her wifey shit bro you might as well hit that old ass knee an give this woman her damn ring!" Ghost said as he laughed while cutting his pancake into big halfs.

"Haha very funny I've gotta go get dressed I'll see you guys later,I have a pool party to show my face at." I smiled before jogging up the steps heading to my room. Once I was finished I came out the shower smelling fresh and tropical hair was even acting right for me I did a final check in the mirror as I headed down the hallway. I stopped at the top of the stairs to be nosey, hearing what Damien and Ghost were speaking on.

"All I'm saying is you keep playing like you not trying to keep her for good, it's plenty of niggas that's plotting just to make her theirs just like you did." Ghost spoke with a different tone in his voice almost sounding sincere and yet envious.

"I'll make my move once I know for sure shit died down. Niggas still wanna kill her for fredo and his sister and the only name on those bullets is her name. So the way I see it Rae just has to get comfy an relax, if a nigga getting married I'm trying to do the shit comfortably you feel me." Blaq spoke as he combed through his beard. I sighed walking back into my room to gather my thoughts along with some of my things. Despite the bullshit Dre never held me accountable for being kidnapped, and he damn sure wasn't going to let it stop him from fucking with me.

1pm

Stepping into his office I began clearing my throat making eye contact with Blaq. Ghost just stared at me waiting to hear what I had on my mind. The walls were cinnamon brown, smooth leather love seat against the wall. Oak wood desk with a matching chair with a black leather custom. Pictures of everyone including myself were on his walls and his desk. I rolled my eyes at the new years photo of all of us together.

"You don't have to worry about some nigga killing me! Matter of fact Damien you don't have to fucking worry about my ass at all ever again since I'm such a flight risk fuck this whole relationship!" Sticking up my middle finger I grabbed my purse and car keys as I made my way out the door swaying my hips. My body felt hot an my eyes wanted to water but I just couldn't do it I couldn't let myself break down in front of him again.

Throwing my bags and phone into my passenger seat I started my engine an pulled off. Watching as Blaq ran out the door after me I just shook my head an made a left onto the freeway. Why was it so hard to find happiness, feel loved and most importantly safe in someones arms. A little retail therapy couldn't hurt hell I can't think of anything else to distract me.
Parking my car in the parking deck of the mall, I grabbed my phone and purse locking my car. My mind was saying one thing but my heart was screaming for me to listen. I was so caught up in my thoughts I found my self bumping into someone.

"Damn excuse you !" A deep voice with a California accent spoke as I looked up at the caramel brown skinned man standing infront of me with a confused look on his face.

"I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention excuse me." I spoke before going around him walking into Victoria secret, filling my shopping bag with underwear and perfumes attempting to clear my head I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning around to my surprise it was the guy my clumsy ass walked head first into.