Milk and Honey (GirlxGirl)(Lesbian Story)

Chapter Twenty-Four

TRISTAN

"Listen, you gotta stop showing up on my door step," I said as I walked towards my apartment door. The girl was standing there with a backpack slung over her shoulder, watching me approach her. Her stare seemed unwelcoming as if she wasn't the one who was standing in front of my door. As if she was the one who just got f-cking twatblocked.

From the bags under her eyes, I could tell she hadn't gotten any sleep, but that wasn't my problem. She wasn't my problem, so I don't know why she kept coming to me as if I was going to help her resolve anything.

"It's not a door step. You live in an apartment building. If anything, I'm standing on your floormat which is really f-cking bland. I mean, it's just black. Don't you think you can get something with a cute quote or something," Raven said, her unwelcoming stare alleviating just so she could disgustedly stare at my floormat.

I looked around the apartment hallway to make sure no one was snooping around before unlocking the door. "Little girl, don't get smart with me," I told her before walking into my apartment.

"Little girl? Was I little when you were f-cking me?"

"Shut your f-cking mouth and get your ass in here before someone sees you," I told her before grabbing her arm and pulling her into the apartment. She pushed my hand off and gave me an aggravated groan. I closed the door and stood by it as Raven walked towards the couch. She plopped down on it and took off her backpack. I rolled my eyes. "Why are you getting comfortable?"

"You should just let me stay here," she said as she propped her dirty ass sneakers on my coffee table. Her outfit was clean from her crop top to her ripped jeans, but her shoes were f-cking filthy as if she had been tramping around in dirt all damn day. I walked over and pushed them off of my coffee table.

"Have you lost your got damn mind? First off, don't put your dirty ass sneakers on my furniture and you're not staying here. You have a home." Raven just stared at me as if I was the one who had lost my mind. Her hair was in a messy ponytail and stray hairs were roughly grazing her face. I had never seen her look so rugged. She usually looked like a princess, but right now she was looking like a f-cking peasant.

"Cash, look, I don't have anywhere to go. You owe me this," Raven said as she leaned forward, her forearms resting upon her thighs. She looked up at me with eyes that looked like they were willing to tear me down if they had to.

"I owe you?"

"Don't play dumb."

"You're the one playing dumb by acting like I won't pick you up and throw you out of my f-cking crib."

"Your b-tch ass ain't gonna do sh-t but sit here and be annoyed and call me "little girl." So don't even play tough," she said before frowning up her face at me. Even though she looked rugged, her brown skin still popped beautifully and even beneath the bags under her eyes and her straggly hair, I could see the beauty I saw in her the first night I saw her. What I did with her was a mistake, but man, who could blame me? She was so damn gorgeous. "You owe me this and you know it," Raven repeated.

This time she stood up and she stepped up, so we were only a few inches apart. Her brown eyes screamed for help and I looked away from them, so I wouldn't get trapped into feeling guilty. "I don't owe you sh-t, Raven."

"Really? You don't owe me sh-t?" Raven grabbed my chin and made me stare right in her eyes. "You f-cked me when I was sixteen while you had a whole ass wife, a child and another one on the way. I never told anyone that sh-t and you owe me for that."

"I didn't know you were sixteen. You never told me your age. You were in a f-cking nightclub, so I assumed you were of age. If anything, it's your fault for being in a place you know damn well you shouldn't have been."