Finding Myself.

2.

Her soft lips felt so heavenly against mine, even though we just met. I trailed my hand to slowly trail up to her neck, as she parted my lips with her tongue, groaning soft into my mouth. My eyes closed as I felt her palms slip to grip into my backside.

"Ooh, someone's getting a little frisky."

"Hell yeah! My girl Keisha gettin' it in!"

We both came to an abrupt stop, after hearing Nicole and Ava's voices from the other side of the room. I was the first to pull away, distancing myself and folding my arms, lips spread in a cheesy, embarrassed grin.

Keisha chuckled, licked her lips and smirked in my direction. "Damn, ya'll could've warned a nigga."

Ava had her arm wrapped around her girlfriend, a dark skin beauty. She had long black hair and golden tips, and her dress matched Ava's outfit color. I gave her a friendly wave, and she winked back at me. "Jeff suggested that.. But it wouldn't be as much fun as seeing you two jump."

"Fuck y'all.." She laughs, and reaches for the rest of my Smirnoff to hand to me. I take it and sip from the rim. "Y'all ready to go home?"

"Yeah. Jasmine is tired. Aren't you baby?" Ava's hands smacked at her girl's backside, causing her to jolt forward and giggle.

"Yeah.." She said.

"Okay." We both locked glances once again. "Tell Jeff, wherever she is, meet us out back in 5."

They turned their backs, car keys whirling around their fingers. "You want me to drive you home?"

"No, it's fine." I lied, though secretly hoped she would. I was too tired and drunk to deal with Janine and Sean.

"I'll meet you downstairs, ma." She whispered to me, then headed out the room.

Suddenly I snapped back to reality and remembered I didn't come here alone. I frantically searched for my phone and opened the five messages from Janine left unread on the screen.

- where are you

- we are so happy you moved on

- stop making out with that girl & come outside

- we're leaving

- is she driving you home?

-yes. I wrote back, slipping my phone back into my pocket, while blindly stepping downstairs and stumbling into a random club goer.

"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry." I say, drunk giggles following.

"Hey, watch where the fuck you going, damn." Looks like somebody didn't find it as funny as I did..

"What the hell is your problem, I said sorry."

"You almost spilled my fucking drink on my shirt, that's my fucking problem!"

I gave him a look, scanning his outfit, which looked like it came right out of Walmart. "Looks like I was doing you a favor." I murmured, though loud enough for him to hear.

"What'd you say, you slut!"

"Slut?! Who the fu-"

"Hey!" A voice interrupted. I whipped my head around to see just who it was. Keisha. And thank God it was, or else I would have had to waste my drink on that asshole. "What's going on?"

"Control your bitch, Keisha. That's what. 'Less one of you plan to pay for my drink, AND my clothes next time."

I crumbled my hands into tight fists, clenching my jaw as my knuckles itched to knock the poorly structured teeth right out this dickhead's mouth. I was too angry to realize this guy knew Keisha.

"Hey, watch what you say. The girls a little drunk, so loosen up. Just helping her get home. Calm down." I felt Keisha's fingers wrap around my wrist again, tugging me a few steps closer to her, as we continued on outside the club. I gave the man the finger before I slipped through the door, though.

"Don't mind Richie. He's just on his toes lately. About to be evicted from his home." She said, hopping in the car and closing it right after. I clutched onto my small purse as I relaxed in my seat, trying to get my mind at ease.

"Not surprised, you can see it on his clothes. I bet that nigga shops at Walmart.. " Words traveling carelessly out if my mouth, which caused Keisha to burst in a fit of laughter, I laughed myself, before I notice and straighten up. "Oh, I'm sorry. Excuse my language, okay?"

"It's fine, loosen up ma." She smirked, I only watched in slight embarrassment as she turned the car keys into ignition. I'm supposed to be seducing this woman, impress her. "Where we heading?"

"Home.." I murmur, relaxing back into the dark leather of the passenger seats. "I mean, I live on Sunrise, at the end of the snake road. You know how to get there, right?"

"Yeah." She pulled off onto the street, and my eyes focused on my reflection through the side mirror.

"Aren't you just as drunk as me to be driving?"

She just laughed in response. " 'course not. I drink so much it doesn't affect me like it used to."

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"Hey there." I heard Keisha's voice, my eyes easing to open, though squinting back like a turtle would it's shell to the orange streetlights up above. "I guess we're here."

Lifting my head up over the window, catching glimpse of my home a few feet away. "Thanks." I say softly, and with ease, gather my things, pull the seatbelt and open the car door. "For everything, tonight."

"It's no problem." She watched me as I stumbled out of the car, still tipsy.

As a joke, I look down at my body, reassuring I was still in one piece. "Including not killing me, with your terrible driving." I wink in her direction.

She laughs at my terrible joke. At least she pretended to. "Am I seeing you again?"

"Maybe." My voice slurs, followed by a quiet burp. "Here's my number."

"Alright, I'll text you when I get home. Good night Izza."

"Night." I smile wide, like some fool, until she pulls off slow and drives off past my block, and I turn and struggle up the stairs to my front door. My vision is somewhat blurred now, and as I'm trying to fit my keys into the door it slides open by itself. And guess what I am greeted to? Yes, you're correct. Two of my friends, also roommates, going at it like animals on the couch. The couch. Not someplace respectable like the bedroom, but the piece of furniture everyone, me, guests sit on.

"Uuh. Oh yeah, you dirty old man! Harder!" Janine's voice (or at least I think it was) moaned throughout the "loving room"

I almost threw up my drinks by the time Sean growled his part of dirty slurs. "What'd I tell you about ordering another crossaunt, you little buttery, delicious slut! Take that, and this, and-"

"Please! Oh my God! Stop it, you guys are so fucking weird!" I interrupt the two, stiffling my laughter and rushing up the stairs. I pause before reaching the top and back up. "Clean up the couch when you're done. YuUgh."