Chapter 30 Wynter POV
I got back up from the floor, that nigga trippen why you coming to my house anyway go to yo new boo the fuck. I was so upset i started getting a headache. I laid on my bed for a moment then heard a knock on my door. Ugh what the fuck do y'all want from ! I got up going to the front door yanking it open. "WHAT!" I screamed not realizing who was at the door. "Damn girl who got yo panties in a knot this morning" martiana said. I opened my eyes and soften my voice. "Sorry I'm just highly irritated" i responded rubbing my forehead. "Wait how do you even know where i live?" I asked. "At the daiquiri bar you gave me yo number and that night i took you home" martiana responded laughing. "Ohh" i said. "Girl we not finna talk through the door let me in" martiana said smiling. "Oh my bad" i told her closing the door behind her. I turned around and saw chick fil a in her hand. "Is that for me?" I asked. "Nah it's for me girl take the food" martiana said laughing. "Awe thank you" i said gushing. "No problem" she said doing the "ok" sign with her hand. We went upstairs into my room and both sat on the bed. I devoured my food , i was starving man. "Damn hungry much" martiana said. "Shut up" i responded pushing her head. After we ... Well after i ate we both laid bed on the headboard and watched Netflix "The Fosters". Martiana kept staring at me and look at me up and down. She started bitting her bottom lip making my start to blush. Stop Wynter just continue watching tv. She placed her hand on my inner thigh and scooted closer to me. Damn she bold. I didn't move just let her do her. It didn't feel weird though having a girl touch me. She started rubbing my inner thigh slightly causing my body to start tingling. Her head was now on my shoulder sulking into my bed. She lightly squeezed my thigh making me jump a little. Oh lord. Mind you I'm only wearing some nike pros and a t shirt. "Wynter" she said. "Do you like me?" She asked. "You are attractive to me but i don't know you yet but yeah" i said pulling her closer to me. "Do you like me?" I asked. She looked up at me with a scrunched up face. "Duh nigga" she said laying back down. She was now laying in between my legs with the back of her head on my stomach. We stay in the position for a couple of episodes. I was rubbing my rings in her hair relaxing her while rubbing her face with the edge of my thumb. Her phone buzzed and she got up quickly. "I got to go Wynter" she said. "What why" i asked concerned. "It's nothing big just gotta check on my sisters" she said. "Blood or just close?" I asked. "Close" she said. "I'll come back i promise" she said. "Ight I'll walk you out" i said getting up outta my bed and following her to the door. "I'll be back ok" she said. I nodded my head. We stood there for a second staring into each other's eyes, her hazel eyes are beautiful. She grabbed my face pulling me in for a kiss. She pecked my lips leaving my lip gloss stained on her lips. Me eyes got big when she kissed me. She pulled away winking and walking off. I'm speechless right now, i started wanting more of her. I shook my head and walked back inside into my room.
Martiana POV
Yeah i kissed Wynter i mean why wouldn't i. It was perfect moment plus i like her so why would i. I pulled into Dejah drive way and walked in her house. Dejah is my god sister me and her have been close since 5th grade , dejah is about 5'10 brown skin with light black freckles splattered on her face , she has her her black hair all out and a fresh line up. She must've went to the barber today. "Dejah!" I yelled. "Marti!" She yelled. We hugged and went into her room. I walked in and saw semya on the floor. She is Sekani twin sister , i knew her for a while too. I mean of course as long as i knew Sekani. She ain't as tall as him though no way. She only 5'8 and keeps her hair in a pony tail with light brown streaks in her hair. "Wassup twin" she said dapping me up. I sat down on the bed. "So how is everybody" i said laughing. "Marti shut up" they all said in sync. Dejah was by her phone looking frustrated. "What's wrong dejj?" I asked her. "Man nia really getting on my nerves she always acting like a lil brat man it's annoying" dejah said shaking her head. "Y'all are having problems then the next day be good shut up" semya said shaking her head. "For real" i said laughing. "Man" dejah said swatting her hands at us. "What about you marti i be seeing you with Wynter" semya said changing the subject on me. I started smiling at the thought of us kissing today. "Don't try to make this conversation about me" i said to semya. "Nah Nah Nah marti" semya said laughing. "What about you playa?" I asked semya. "Ah don't call me that you bum" semya said getting up. "Aye someone invited us to a cook out" dejah said. "Who nigga" semya asked. "Some chink named honey" dejah said. "She fine too , almost everybody going" dejah responded. "I mean what is the cook out for?" I asked. "Just to eat good food and relax nigga it was a long ass week let's go" semya said. We sat for a minute thinking if we should go. "Ight lets go" i said. We all got up and headed to my car. "Where she at?" I asked. "Uhh the country club the pin for the gate is 58623" dejah said. I nodded and went into the country club. About 10 min later we was there. Damn this shit deep. "Ayee i like this" semya said. We walked around for a minute seeing everybody from school. "Ayo marti" dejah said tapping my stomach. "What" i responded. "Ain't that yo ex ?" Dejah asked. I looked at the direction dejah was pointing and saw her. Ugh, oh my gosh. "Damn that is her and that's her sister be right back" semya said rubbing her hands. My ex does entirely too much. "Just stay outta Miya way" dejah said. "Well duh" i said. Miya turned her head and saw me we locked eyes and i turned away. Man she better not do no dumb shit.
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The Rose In The Concrete
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