Trey in MM
Trey
When I got home the house smelled like Fabuloso and bleach. I went upstairs to find Shantay sleeping and I kissed her forehead. Her eyes fluttered before completely opening.
"Where have you been?" she asked.
"Duh, I was at work silly" I said in a girly voice. She mugged me.
" I called the office over two hours ago and Tracy said you'd already left"
"And you believed her?"
"Well she is your assistant"
"Not by choice. Why'd you call the office anyways?" I asked with my eyebrow raised.
"Fee and I were at the store and I saw some shoes you might like" she said getting up revealing a sexy purple and black lace teddy.
"Is that new?"
"Maybe" she looked at me and smiled seductively. "You like?"
"I love. But you shouldn't have put it on"
"And why is that". I brought her close to me and whispered in her ear "Cause you know I'm just gonna rip it off"
She chuckled. "You gotta catch me first, love" she said before taking off.
Tracy
It was 12:45 and almost time for me to get off. I was sitting there wondering if Trey and Shantay argued about him being late. I smirked. Only a matter of time. The clock hit one o'clock and I got my shit and left.
I pulled up to my house and couldn't help but compare it to Shantay and Trey's. I'd owned a one bedroom one bathroom condominium in central Miami. But he had her living in a damn three bedroom three bathroom house with a finished basement, a pool, a garden, and a fucking tennis court. That was supposed to be me.
I sighed at how worked up I get over Trey. I got my phone and scrolled through my contacts until I reached the one I wanted.
"Hello?" a deep voice said
"Hey baby. What are you doing?"
"Shit nothing sitting here watching TV. Why wassup?"
"Do you have time to come over"
"Yeah, you home?"
"Yeah"
"Aight bet. I'll be there in twenty minutes" he said.
"Thank you Marcus" I said hanging up.
Shantay
I woke up wrapped in Trey's arms and smiled at his sleeping face. Ha, I put that ass to sleep I thought. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 2:00.
"Oh shit" I said getting up and putting my clothes on.
"Baby what's wrong?" he said sitting up quickly.
"I need to go get Aliyyah. School is about to be out and it's the last day." I said putting my shoes on.
"Aw shit" he said getting up and going to the closet.
"You're like the only person I know that has a closet in the basement"
"Because I'm unique" he said.
"Whatever" I said grabbing my keys.
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Trouble (Urban)
Teen FictionALL RIGHTS RESERVED. COPYRIGHT. No parts of this story may be reproduced in any way. Shantay Powell has had a lot responsibility ever since she took in her niece, after her sister died when she was 15. Shantay, not having any family left, took her i...
