Ride With the Mob - A$AP Rocky

Chapter 9

Symone Anderson

Being with Rakim today made me realize that male attention really does make you feel good, especially when it comes from a hood nigga. They had this way of just making you feel safe no matter what. Kissing him in the car definitely made my deprivation situation worse and now I really needed some dick but I can most definitely wait even if I don't want to.

I searched the apartment for Lyric and I wasn't surprised that she wasn't there. It was almost 4 o'clock and I pulled my phone out to check for any messages, calls, etc. since I haven't been on it since last night... I guess that's what happens when you're enjoying yourself. When I looked I saw a text from Lyric.

Loml😭💞 (1:47 PM)

Ferg taking me to get my car when he wake up then I'll be omw home and I got tea when I get there☺️

Me

K see you in a few👀

Since I had nothing better to do, I turned the TV on and searched for Disney Channel since I had nothing else in mind. When I finally found it, I realized that there was really nothing good on it nowadays. Lord, take me back to "That's So Raven" and "Kim Possible" days. "Raven's Home" was currently on and I had to admit it actually was pretty good. 15 minutes into the second episode, I saw the door being unlocked which meant my best friend was home. Seeing her put a smile on my face, like this is honestly my forever bitch.

"Bitch! I got things to tell you and food for you." She ran over and I got up to hug her. I was still high and the Wendy's didn't fill me up so I was definitely about to go in on the food.

"Ooh, okay okay sit down." She followed me to the couch and instantly started smiling. She set the Subway sandwiches down and proceeded to... Spill the tea, I guess.

"Alright Symone. Well you know I'm not one to kiss and tell but bitch. Darold took my soul last night and I feel like a whore because we're supposed to be friends but at least we've known each other for a while, right? Like 2 months is enough time to give it up? I couldn't resist, I mean when he started kissing on my neck I couldn't tell him to st-" she rushed. I could barely make sense of what she was saying.

"Lyric. Slow down, first of all. Tell the story of how it happened and then we can get into how you felt afterwards and what not."

"Okay, so, when he gave me the room I was settling and stuff when he knocked on the door with clothes for me to sleep in," she began.

"Mhmm?" I encouraged her to continue.

"So he gave me the clothes, then he just leaned in and of course I couldn't lean away because Lord knows I actually wanted it. So we was kissing or whatever, and it started to get intense. I took his shirt off and from there we just helped each other undress. Fast forward, he's about to put it in and he asks me if I'm sure I'm ready." She stopped for a moment.

"And then what?"

"I asked him if he had any condoms and guess what the fuck he said, Symone. Just guess."

"He didn't have any?"

"Bingo, bitch. He ain't have no condoms. I think he was lying but maybe not, I sure do hope not. Then I asked him if he had any kids, you know, to insure that his pull-out game was strong and he said no, so I'm sure you can guess what happened next."

"He... He hit it raw? Bitch if you're pregnant all I can say is congratulations and I'm happy that I'll finally be an aunty but you, you are something else. Anyways, continue."

"Pregnant is negative as fuck, you know ion like kids so that lil nigga can't exist," she sternly said.

"Wow. Okay, Lyric. Your mindset will change one day, watch."

"Hell naw. Anyway, he hit it raw and I know imma need more soon. You got me scared with this pregnancy shit... Ugh that word is so painful."

"Dramatic ass."

"I'm not dramatic, I just don't fuck with kids. Maybe if I had some which would probably never happen, on everything I love they will be amazing kids."

"Aww, can't wait. But you good now? Like was it awkward this morning or anything like that?" I asked.

"It actually wasn't awkward. He took me to IHOP and everything and I think I might like him. Not because of the sex, of course but I'm pretty sure I've caught feelings. He is so sweet and respectful, Lyric."

"I'm so happy to hear that," I said, smiling. "And for the record, you shouldn't feel like a whore or anything, y'all have known each other long enough and you're only considered a whore when you get passed around."

"Thank you, so, so much. I love you." She smiled.

"Anytime. I love you too."

"Okay, first of all you smell like weed, your eyes are low as fuck, and you look carefree. The sober Symone Anderson I know is never necessarily carefree. Explain everything, starting from last night," she demanded, laughing.

"You caught me. I'm high as fuck right now but I sobered up when you said you needed to talk," I explained, giggling. "You were there last night and I told you this earlier, Justin died. Apparently the other hood niggas call him Ace and remember when I told you he texted me and said his family got evicted?" She nodded. "I guess he turned to selling drugs afterward which is the root of the problems he had with Rakim, which is why he killed him."

"Damn he was in some deep shit."

"I'm saying! So after Rakim killed him last night he said we had to leave quickly before anything else happened. On the way to the car a guy in all black shot in the arm and ran off. I started panicking and I drove him to the hospital which was close. On the way there he asked me what was up between me and Justin or 'Ace' as he said and I told him he was an ex. When we got to the hospital I waited until the procedure was done for them to tell me that it went well. I slept in his room that night and the next morning the nurse came in to check on him and he asked her what they could do for my eye. Speaking of, I'm in pain right now so I'm about to take the meds after I eat... But anyway they gave me an ice pack which I didn't really need as well as Ibuprofen. So then the doctor came in and said we could leave so we did, and on the way to Wendy's Rakim asked me if I smoke and I said I have before, so he told me to stop by a Chevron and asked if I wanted backwoods or swishers. I chose swishers and we of course smoked after that. When the blunt was a roach he shotgun the smoke to me and..."

"Let me guess. Y'all fucked?" Said Lyric, her eyes lighting up.

"You reaching like fuck. I've only known this nigga for like... A week. And some change. But no, we didn't fuck. We just kissed. After we smoked he drove to Wendy's, an-"

"Did he pay for it?"

"He insisted. I didn't want him to."

"A real ass nigga. Keep him," she encouraged.

"We'll see. So after Wendy's he walked me up here and I kissed him. The end."

"You bold. I'm really here for it." She winked.

"I guess."

"You know."