The Essence Of Love

Part T W O: Nice For What

"Aye, so wassup?"

I stare his fine ass down , and he smirks. I think he's a pro ball player. I don't watch sports, but I think he's really popular ,he hangs with a lot of well known rappers and young black celebrities. I've seen him all over IG plenty of times.

"This isn't funny right now! I don't h--"

"What's ya name baby?" He cuts me off.

"I-it's Essence," I roll my eyes staring out the window.

"We can take you back and let the paparazzi eat that ass up if that's what you want?" He says bluntly.

"Look , this isn't a game! I'm already dealing with a lot of shit right now, so can you just take me home? I don't care about who you are, or how much money you have, I just want to go home!" I cry, the car quiets down as everyone stares at me.

"Don't be sad, your too pwitty to be sad." Baby girl pipes up. I smile at her and she giggles, going back to her Ipad.

"Pull this shit over Zai." He demands and we all jerk forward as we swerve into a McDonald's parking lot. I jump out as soon as he parks, and start marching towards the sidewalk, I'm about to request an Uber and get my ass home, I don't have time for this nigga.

"Aye! I ain't done talking to you!" He barks.

"So! I don't owe you shit! I don't even know you, and I told you I don't have time for this, so I'm out!"

I swear with every step this black God takes towards me , time slows down. He is too handsome for words, fuck a Rico , this is why I have to get my black ass away from him. He has drama written all over his perfect smooth face. Whenever he flashes that bottom grill and pearly whites I lose a piece of my mind. Me, my soul and my vagina can and will not. Not today, not tomorrow, not ev-

"Who the fuck you yellin' at?"

In three seconds he has one hand  around my neck and the other firmly gripping my waist. I'm pretty sure this is sexual harassment , but I'm actually soaking wet right now. Damn.

"Y--You! Get your hands off of me!" I stammer trying to get the thought of him turning me around and bending me over out of my mind.

"I see ya lil ass really don't know who I am, so ima let this lil attitude shit slide, but ion tolerate no disrespect baby. I don't care how fine yo ass is." He smirks while staring into my soul, and I can't seem to look away. He looks down at my lips and slowly licks his which were only an inch from mine. DeJa Vu much?

"Whatever, I said get your hands off of me!" I roll my eyes pulling my face away.

"Just listen, damn." He says and I stare up at his tall ass blankly.

"Im Titan Wells, but I go by Ty, I play for the Lakers. I can tell you ain't into sports , so just think of a nigga like Steph Curry, I'm actually better than my nigga." He laughs.

"In the car, that's my daughter,my heart, TyTy and my twin sisters Ta'Raye and Ta'Rhye in the back seat. My driver is my lil cuz Zaine and my lil brother Terris was the nigga in the passenger's seat. We all harmless, you just got caught up."