With demanding careers on both ends, Nicki and her boyfriend, NBA Youngboy, aren't always home to take care of their six year old son, Jeremiah. By Nicki being in the medical field and Youngboy in the music industry, they don't have much time for fa...
In just a span of two weeks, we were finished with all five court cases. One of the judges was an African American lady and she was something else. She kept throwing out puns to the cop that kicked Bel in the head and boy was he getting mad. She even asked him how he would feel if his kid got kicked in the head for doing nothing. He wasn't sentenced but he was fined six thousand dollars for mental and emotional distress. Bel got those six thousand dollars and it went straight to her families outside of the states. Seems like she was always on the go trying to make money for her family. I felt like I had to do more to help her.
The first guy, however, was sentenced to two years in prison for abuse(he smacked her) and fined two thousand dollars. The other two got sentenced to four years in prison, because apparently they were involved in other cases just like this one.
Each time, we'd leave court and rejoice about our win by going out to eat. We were doing our part in gettin crooked cops off of the streets and all I could do each time was thank God.
Me: lol they're not leaving. I want you
I pressed the blue arrow. As soon as I sent her a message, she would respond. She was consistent, unlike my actual boyfriend. He wouldn't respond to some of my texts while Bel would answer within two to five minutes.
Ken was leaving for tour tonight and while I wanted to spend time with him, he wanted to stay in the studio until it was time to go. One thing about him, his balance was off. When we first got together, he always made time for me. But here we are years later and he was treating me like I was second place.
I wanted to be treated like a need, a want. I wanted to be treated like I meant something. Not like I wasn't worthy of his time. Of course, I attempted to talk it over with him but he would ignore me and watch the basketball game the tv was playing. I didn't want to be treated like just an option; treat me like I'm not even a choice. Like a priority. He needed to understand that the rainbow won't always be there after it rains. Rainbows fade off into the sky and that's what I was holding back from doing.
I loved Ken but he just wasn't seeing my worth anymore.
Bacardi🍽: telling me you want me is not going to make them go away. It's just going to make them stay and invite more
Once again, she was right. But I was slowly getting fed up with Kent's antics.
Me: I don't want them to go away. Come here for a minute
I was off today and would be for the rest of the weekend so to remodeling of the building. The construction workers were just adding spaces to the building though.
She didn't text back but I heard her feet coming upstairs.
"Girl, what you need me for? I'm supposed to be playing drive with your son. I told him I was going to the bathroom so hurry up."She rambled but I didn't say anything back. My lips connected with hers and like before, a spark wavered in my body. Fuck butterflies in my stomach, I had butterflies and a whole heart beat in my kitty.
"I told you,"She tried to say but I pushed my lips back on hers. "We shouldn't... mix business with pleasure."She tried to be strong as she spoke between kisses. I wanted sex. I haven't had any sex in weeks. Kens neglect was weighing heavily on me, in any and every way. I was getting hot and bothered and I liked it.
"You can't keep kissing on me. We're gonna get caught."
"Kens not coming back for another week or so. He's on tour. We have the whole weekend to ourselves."I explained to her.
"Nic,"She said the first syllable of my name and after that I tuned her out. I liked how she shortened my name and the way she said it. Ken never said my name like that...
I couldn't hold back any longer, I broke down crying and spilling all of my relationship problems to her. She made me feel as if she was listening; Ken would flat out ignore me or tell me to go away. By the time I was done throwing my temper tantrum, Bel knew about all of Ken's cheating, his other three kids that resulted of his infidelities, how he's always ignoring me and barely gives me the time of day, how he doesn't even care for his first son(Jeremiah) enough. The first time he stepped up in a long time was the court cases, other than that he really doesn't want anything to do with Jeremiah. It's honestly sad how childish he is. He shouldn't have been a fast ass little boy if he didn't want a family.
But at the same time, I feel like that's what I get for putting my trust in a young man. He wasn't mature enough at the time so I don't know what I was thinking, stooping so low for a guy like that. But I put up with it for so long that we have years on the line, everything I tried so hard to build with him. I couldn't just leave him like she suggested. She also suggested that I do him exactly how he did me a few years ago but I'm just not that type of person. I feel as though karma makes its rounds to everyone. I'd just let karma do its work and come back on him so he'd see how it felt to be in my shoes every time he cheated on me.
Somehow, in the midst of my crying, she kissed me. This was what I had been waiting for, a billion more feelings for her sprouted out of me. I don't know if she did it to shut me up or if it was because she felt sorry for me. Whatever the reason was, the kiss certainly soothed me.
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"I don't know what else to say. You just, deserve so much better than that."She pulled away just to say that. Her gaze into my eyes felt like she was staring into my soul, hypnotizing me.
"Show me better then,"I was secretly challenging her.
I was shocked at her next actions but at the same time I was beatific. Never in a million years would I have thought to be touched by someone other than Ken, let alone a girl. I never had feelings for a girl until now and I was loving it, EVERY bit of it. Her hands were like soft fur against my skin. She didn't touch any of my privates, just rubbed my thighs and kissed my lips a lot. It gave me such a rush; doing something like this was exhilarating.
It was a little different, kissing a girl, than it was with a guy. "Can we finish this later?"She asked. I couldn't help but poke my bottom lip out. How could she get me all anxious just to stop. She was right though. We did not need Jeremiah coming in and catching us in the act of something as bizarre as this.
