Love Games: A Tyga Fanfic

Chapter 7

Delaine

            I was going to Tyga’s place. I was going to talk to him about this whole drugs thing.

            I pulled up into his drive way and I turned off my car. I got out the car and was walking up to the door wondering how I would confront him about it.

            I knocked on the door and tried to center myself. I’m about to get a little off balance in a minute.

            He opened the door. “Hey babe.” He leaned in to kiss me but, I flinched back. I walked in and went straight to the kitchen. I’m going to get liquored up before I do this.

            He followed me into the kitchen. “What you doing? I thought we were going out.”

            “Umm, I actually need to talk to you about something before we continue us.”

            “Okay?” He said, confused.

            I took a sip on the wine I poured.

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Tyga

            We sat down on the couch and I was so confused as to what Delaine was talking about. I thought our relationship was going extremely well. I didn’t think there was something that was so important that it could make or break our relationship.

            “What’s on your mind, Dee?” I asked.

            She finished her glass of Pinot Niort. “Well, Michael or, Tyga. Alicia told me some interesting things about you. You lied to me about what you do for a living.”

            Oh, fuck! Damn it Alicia. I wanted to tell her myself.

            “I’m sorry. But, in my defense, I didn’t fully lie. I really do work at the car dealership.”

            “But you lied about the biggest thing!” She snapped.

            “Running a drug operation isn’t something you can hide for too long.” She continued. “It doesn’t just affect your life but, now that I’m your girlfriend, it affects me too!”

            “I know. I’m sorry. But, when you said that you wouldn’t have been dating me if I did illegal things, what am I supposed to do? I was just getting to know you and I didn’t want to lose you.”

            “And that validates it? The lying? The actual selling?” She questioned.

            I didn’t know what to say to her. “I can’t change it. I mean, me being Tyga is the reason why I threw that party and, we met each other.”

            “Like I said, it doesn’t make it right. You could’ve at least told me.”

            “So what are you saying? We’re together or no?” I asked softly.

            “I don’t know, Michael. This is a lot to take in at one time. I don’t know if I can deal with this. Like drugs can get you into shit loads of trouble.”

            “Come over here, baby.” I told her. She slid her body closer to mine. I put my arm around her shoulder and she rested her head in my chest.

            “Ty, I just don’t want anything to happen to me or even to you. “ She admitted.

            “Don’t worry. I won’t let anything bad happen to you.” I stroked her arm and kissed the top of her head.

            “Promise?” She held out her pinky to me. I took it with my pinky.

            “Promise.”

            She turned to me and, lifted her head to mine. She gave me a long and lingering kiss. She kissed me again and that time it was rougher. I put my hand around her jaw line. We kept kissing as my hand worked into her hair and starting getting tangled in it.

            She pulled back and looked into my eyes. She lightly pecked my nose.

            “I’m hungry. Can we order something.” She got up and went into the kitchen.

            I hated when she did that. Get me all worked up and then pull away.

            “Girl, you better get your ass back here.” I got up and followed her into the kitchen.

            “Excuse me?” She went into the junk drawer to look for menus.

          “Dee, you can’t just kiss me like that and not expect me to want more than that.”

            “I can. Because, I just did.” She pulled out the menu for this deep-dish pizza place.

            “Delaine.” I whined.

            “You know, it’s not cute when you whine.”

            Fuck this. I grabbed her waist and put her on top of the counter top. I kissed her roughly, and with desire. She kissed me back and put her arms around my neck. I slid my hands up her shirt and got the feel of her skin.

As soon as I did that, she put her hands on my chest and, pushed me away.

            “Come one Ty. Not now.”

            I sighed heavily and, rubbed the back of my head. She hopped down off the counter.

            “Fine, order the pizza.” I groaned.

            I’m willing to wait for her but, I’m getting sexually frustrated.