Catori E. Vasquez//
I held out a twenty in between my fingers as me and Antonio pulled up to a pump for gas. I wasn't even paying attention. I was just looking down on my phone scrolling through my email.
"The fuck you holding that out for?"
"Gas obviously nigga, go get the shit." I said while looking up from my phone.
"Girl bye."
"Boy hi."
"You always do that stupid shit man."
"Antonio just take the twenty and go get the gas baby."
"Keep that damn twenty girl. I got this shit."
"Oh you the man?"
"I been the man baby girl."
"You know after all these years you still fine as fuck."
"I could say the same for you but........ I just make you look good."
"NIGGA BYE!"
"I'm just fucking with you, you know you still my queen baby girl, and still gorgeous and beautiful as hell ."
"Mhmm motherfucker gone on."
"Gimme kiss baby girl."
"You want me to get the gas or you just gone keep pillow talking with ya gay ass?"
"Kiss me and I'm gone." I quickly kissed that nigga then went back to my phone. "You fake as fuck."
"Okay." I blinked at him.
He just got out the car laughing and I peeped a few females was staring at him by the door of the gas station. It was a group of niggas at the door like a lot of niggas be at gas stations in the hood. I damn near forgot how we got out here, mostly because I wasn't paying attention.
"I want some fucking candy." I said to myself. I thought about for a slight second before I got out the car."
"Naw Naw Naw, Where you going mamas?"
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After The Storm
General FictionBook #3 Sometimes meting new people can have an amazing outcome. Sometimes meeting new people can bring a traumatic toll on your life. Can one person change your life for good or will it just be temporary?