Layla ( A Dark Beauty Novel) {Urban}

C H A P T E R 9 : Part 2

 Sunday

June, 15th, 2014

10:00 a.m. 

"Wakeup ma!” I heard Darien yell as he pushed my shoulder; I grumbled and swatted toward his touches. “Come on ma we gotta’ go,” he told me. “Time is money and you know I hate to waste both.” He reminded. “Come on ma, let’s go.” he rushed. “Why you so tired, didn’t you go to sleep this morning?” he questioned as he ripped the covers off of me, exposing my unclothed booty and vagina.

   The cold air hit my exposed body and I shivered. I sat up drowsily and cringed at the morning light as I opened my eyes. I sat there in a daze, not wanting to get up and start my day. I looked toward his light skinned ass and rolled my eyes. I fell back into bed and looked up at the ceiling, contemplating on rather or not I wanted to do this whole apartment hunting shit. “What time is it?” I questioned groggily.

“Ten-thirty five.” he told me. “We’re thirty minutes late, co come on and get ready.” he rushed.

“I am De’,” I stated dryly as I got out of bed.

“You said that thirty-minutes ago when I first came up here to wake you up.” he said. “Now come on and get dressed.” he demanded as he held out my robe.

   I let out a sigh and headed for my closet. I opened the doors, stepped inside and began searching for clothes. I found a top and a simple pair of jeans. With the clothes in hand I walked out of my closet and tossed the items on my bed.  “I’m ‘bout to go take a shower.” I told him.

“We ain’t got time for all that,” he told me. “just wash up.” I looked at him as if he were crazy. “What?” he asked.

“Nigga did you wash up this morning?” I questioned nastily.

“Yes.” he answered “But unlike you I know how to wake up on time.” he taunted.

   I rolled my eyes. “Whatever.” I mumbled. “I’m going to go take my shower.” I headed out the door and down the hall to the bathroom. I shut the door behind me and disrobed. I moved over to the tub, twisted the knobs and warmed the water. I stepped inside and let the water hit my body, washing all the stress and pain away from last night down the drain. 

   A tear ran down my face as I thought about the dream/ nightmare I had last night. My dream centered on Kallie and it was so intense that it woke me up and kept me up for a few hours. I wanted to tell Darien about it, but I didn’t know how he would react. When dreams like that occurred it only meant bad things, but being the optimistic person I am I was still hoping for the best. I cut the shower water off and stepped out the tub. I slipped my robe back on and inched toward the sink. I grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste and began to brush my teeth. Minutes later I emerged from the bathroom and headed back down the hall to my room. “Get out,” I demanded towards Darien as I shut my bedroom door behind me.

“Girl shut you and get dressed.” he continued. “I don’ seen every inch of you.”

   I scoffed as I headed for my dresser. I grabbed a bottle of lotion and moved over to my bed. I disrobed, squeezed some lotion into my hand and began to rub it onto my body. I looked up to see his eyes watching me. “What?” I questioned. Darien shook his head from side to side, and then directed his attention back to his phone. “That’s what I thought.” I joked as I looked around for the clothes I had sat out earlier. “Where’s my clothes?” I asked.

“Look the part.” Was all he said. I huffed and rolled my eyes, but stood up and walked to the closet in search of more clothes. I reached for my red strapless bodycon peplum dress, and my black pumps. I headed out the closet, sat the items on my bed and began to mess with my hair. I grabbed the brush and began to brush my hair into a high ponytail; I did a side profile to make sure my hair trialed down the middle of my back, and satisfied with the way it looked I went on to my makeup. Within in twenty minutes I was ready to go. I checked myself out one last time and with a satisfied approval from him I grabbed my purse and phone, and we headed out my room and down the stairs.