Michael POV (1 month Later)
I woke up and checked my phone to see if Valentina responded to my text. I asked her if it would be okay to take her out today.
"Sure Michael, but this does not mean we are back together, working on it or anything of the sort. I just am saying okay for this one time. OK?"
AH SHIT! She said okay! I been texting her this shit every fucking morning and speak to her everyday at school just trying to gain her attention. I responded back to her text.
"OK. Can I pick you up in 2 hours for lunch at Olive Garden".
"No, I will meet you there around 2 o'clock."
"I'll take it, okay see you soon. I am going to make a reservation so when you get there let them know you are there for Mike".
"Okay".
SHIIIIITTTTT. I got my ass up showered, went and got a hair cut, smoked a blunt, bought some new Supreme shit and got dressed. I then got a call from ole girl from the party.
"Whats up shorty?"
"Hey pooh, are you busy today? I want some dick!"
Kinda forgot to mention to yall, I've been fucking Jazz on the side. Just chilling she knows it is nothing serious but she is just some pussy to me.
"Nah Jazz, I'm taking Valentina out today and if this shit goes well our little casual fucking gotta stop understand?"
"Are you fucking kidding me right now? So you literally have been using me just because your precious little bitch left your ass?"
"Jazzy, I don't know why you're fucking acting like this. We have never ever been serious and nor will we ever man. You dead just give good ass head, but you're a cool ass female yet you have a whole boyfriend shorty. Stop sucking my dick and be there for ya nigga".
"I hate you. Fine, don't call me when that bitch leaves your cheating ass again!".
"Man bye". I hung up without any emotions. Damn. I kinda feel bad for doing shorty like that but she just a quick fuck.
Valentina POV
I got dressed and put on a white crop top that is long in the back and ripped jeans, some wedges and grabbed my purse. I loosely curled my hair too because I know that's Michaels favorite hairstyle on me. Now I know what yall thinking about me...But no, I am not about to fall back into Michael's arms. Me and this guy from school have been kicking it after school and he is really nice.
I drove down to the Olive Garden and asked the front hostess about the table and she led me to the back of the restaurant with a private room. Of course this half black ass nigga has to be fucking extra and get a private room.
I walked back and of course he is cheesing from ear to ear.
"Hey beautiful, you look absolutely amazing"
He pulled my chair back for me and tried to kiss my cheek.
"Thank you but don't kiss me, understand? I am not your girl and I have no idea how many bitches you've kissed with them lips".
He sat down and looked a little hurt, "Can we talk about what happened that night, if that's okay with you?"
I sighed and looked over the menu, "Sure, I have questions".
"Shoot".
I stared him dead in his eyes trying to hold back a few tears, "Was I not enough for you?"
