Lelani's POV
The next morning and i'd woken up feeling refreshed as fuck. I couldn't remember the last time i actually had a good night's sleep without worrying. I felt like i had a guardian angel watching over me or some shit. Stretching and rolling around in bed, i released a loud ass yawn while scratching my ass. Just then my eyes shot open remembering Tavares. I coulda sworn that nigga... peeking over to the empty side of the bed next to me i sighed heavily. Maybe that shit was a dream. I dunno' why i was dissapointed.. it wasn't like we dated or anything. I ain't even kno if we were considered friends. Sighing once more i sprung up from the position on the bed, blinking the sleep from my eyes. I wriggled my toes before jumping outta bed and making my way towards the bedroom door. I pressed my ear against it and listened.. Hmm.. nothing. Weirdly enough, lastnight i hadn't even asked Tavares exactly where he would be heading to for the entire day. Of course i cared, but bitch- HE WAS LETTING ME USE HIS WHIP OF COURSE I GOT SIDETRACKED.
"Um... Hello?" I called out into the empty apartment feeling like them dumbass white girls in those movies. When i got no response i walked outta my room and down the hallway slowly.
"Tavares?" I called out once more but heard no response. I peeked my head into the kitchen and froze. On the counter tops next to the sink was a fucking BLACK CARD. A BLACK. CARD! I squealed. Didn't these cards start at about $250,000?!
"This nigga got CAKE!" I said to myself aloud before noticing the small note that was underneath the card. I sighed, already knowing i wasn't gon' be able to read it. These niggas couldn't spell and write for shit.
'Dnt spen al of et' I blinked. This ain't even Tavares' writing. It had to be Keith or Tadoe or even Gino. I shook my head and crumpled up the note before squealing and clutching the card to my chest. The keys to his Audi was also left behind, but i ain't even notice. Skipping into the bathroom, i shut the door ready to get my day started. I brushed my teeth, while stepping outta my over sized T-SHIRT and shuffling over to the shower to turn that bitch on. I was hella geeked, only known Tavares for about a month and he was already letting me stay at his crib, drive his whip AND use his black card? I thought about his ugly ass while scrubbing my tongue and spitting into the sink, making that ugly loud ass gagging sound when you go too far down in ya throat with the toothbrush. Good thing Tavares wasn't around. Once i had finished, i stepped into the warm shower and grinned from ear to ear. I let my matted frizzy ass hair out of the high bun had been in for the past week to wash it. It fell down into the middle of my back and my mind wandered to my great-grandmother and her native Indian side of my dad's family. I'd never gotten the opportunity to meet her before she passed, but my Grandma Krystal told me plenty stories about her.
I finished up my shower and calmly stepped out, feeling like a 5 star bitch. I ringed out my hair and just decided to let it air dry while i got ready for the day. Walking back into my bedroom, I sat myself on the bed and started my routine, reaching for my VS Coconut Body Oil and Nivea Body Cream to lotion up with. I lotioned from head to toe while realizing that today might be the last day I ever get to pamper myself like this. When it came to Tavares- who was the most bipolar, indecisive nigga on the planet- i wouldn't even know if he really wanted me to stay with him for a full week or kick my black ass out. I sighed, thinking of him. I wasn't gon' lie.. I've wanted to ride and glide on that niggas skinny long dick from the very first day i seen him at that party. There was something about Tavares- I dunno' if it was his long ostrich neck, or the way he licked his lips before he was finna cuss me out but shit. I was sexually frustrated- a 19 year old VIRGIN. I snorted at myself and shook my head before sliding on my panties and bra set. Since i'd be driving around in this nigga Audi i know for sure i'm finna show the fuck out.
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