"No.. don't say fuck this. Say fuck them... because that's what I want you to do," Chris said while interlocking our fingers. "I know what you want me to do... I've just never done this before," I told him. I let go of his hand and walked towards the car. "I'm ready now," I said as I put my hand on the car handle and got back into the car. Shawn and Rico were laughing hysterically in the back seat. "Do it Nigga," Shawn said between laughs. Rico reached from the back seat, placed his hand on my shoulder and kissed my cheek. His strong weed smell hit my nose and my whole body tensed. He quickly got back into his seat when Chris was getting into the car. The spot where he kissed me was still hot .. the tips of my ears turned red. Shawn was laughing even harder now. What could possibly be funny about this? I'm gonna have to suck it up though.. I'm doing this for Chris. The trap music found itself blaring again as soon as the car got into motion. I reached for my earbuds out of my pocket but couldn't find them. Guess I have to listen to this ignorant shit now .. It only was for a few minutes though. We arrived to Chris's place. His apartment. Everyone got out the car but me. I took a deep breath. Inhale. Exhale. Do I really want to do this? Do I really love Chris this much? ...yes. Shawn opened the door for me. How surprising. I unbuckled my seat belt and slowly got out of the car. Chris and Rico were already inside. "Ya know... I want you now, Trip," I heard Shawn say while I was walking towards the door. "You've really grown from when I was in high school," he continued. God why did he sound like such a pervert? He's only 19. "It's cold, isn't it?" I asked while ignoring his previous comment. Shawn followed close behind me as I went inside. This time, unsurprisingly, I felt his hand on my ass. I stopped walking. "Is that warm enough for you?" He whispered in my ear. Well since I'm doing this, I might as well sell it. I leaned back into his body and strong weed smell. "No, not nearly enough Shawn. Maybe we should try something else..." I whispered. "Mmm... I knew you were a hoe," he murmured as he kissed my neck. Did this jiggaboo just call me a .. I think the fuck not. I shrugged Shawn off of me and continued walking towards the living room. Chris and Rico were watching Wild N' Out. "Checka, can I speak to you?" I asked. Chris nodded his head and stood up from the sofa and made his way to the hallway with me. I lead him to the bathroom and closed the door. "What the fuck were you thinking? Selling me like I'm some type of property," I said, upset. "Didn't you agree to it? It's too late to back out now, Trippie," he told me. He held my hands and looked me in the eye. "You're doing me a huge favor... I love you so much," he said while pulling me in for a hug. I laid my head against his chest. His heart was racing. He was scared too.
