Babygirl

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I had an ear splitting headache and I groaned, holding my head in my hands. What the hell did I do? I opened my eyes seeing I was laying on my living room floor. What the fuck?

I stood up on shaky legs, wobbling to my bedroom so I could see what my state was but I stopped short seeing a figure laying in my bed, tangled in my sheets, shirtless. Lord please tell me I didn't have a one night stand with some stranger! I don't even remember going out last night!

I moaned in pain, well if this was a hangover then count me out from drinking again. I sighed. Now I have to go through the entire awkward conversation of asking the guy to leave. Just peachy! Fan-fucking-tastic. What time even is it?

I shuffled over to the bed, poking the guy's cheek.

"Psst. Bro you need to get up" he didn't budge so I did it again and this time he groaned.

"Wake up" I pushed his shoulder slightly and he groaned but open his eyes and my breathe hitched at the gorgeous dark blue staring back at me. My eyes scanned over his face and the only thing running through my mind was dayum how the hell did I bag this dude?!

"Very funny babygirl" he chuckled sitting up and rubbing his eyes before wrapping his arm around my waist pulling me close and snuggling into my belly and I laughed uncomfortably practically shoving him away.

"Um....I know that we did whatever that we did last night but its a new day and you need to get your stuff and leave" I tried to make the mean words sound as nice and polite as possible but it still sounded kinda harsh in my head.

"Babygirl what are you talking about? Come on..." He reached for me again and I backed up so he couldn't touch me.

"Bruh you need to go whatever we had is done" I waved my hands in the air to exaggerate my point.

"Babygirl are you breaking up with me? What did I do? We can fix this...." He stood up coming closer to me and I backed up until my back hit the wall. He towered over me and I pressed my palm to his chest to keep his at arms length. This dude can't take a hint!

"Firstly stop calling me babygirl I'm not your babygirl and secondly what to mean breaking up we're not even together. I don't know you" hurt gathered in his dark eyes and it wasn't a good sight at all. He looked close to tears and something deep in me wanted to wrap my arms around him and make him feel better but I didn't, cause that's weird to just go hugging a stranger even if we did more than hug last night, I think.

"Kida stop playing! You don't know me?! Sinny?! Sinclair?! I was literally giving you booty rubs a few hours ago" he tried to come closer to me but I cowered back slipping from between him and the wall.

"I'd never let you do that for one and how'd you know my name?! Are you my stalker?! I'm about to call the police if you don't leave" I grabbed my phone off the bed just to show him that I wasn't joking.

"I'm your boyfriend! Your mate! Look at your wallpaper it's us!" I clicked my phone button seeing my wallpaper was a picture of Anna and I at the beach that Andre took. It was the week my mom came and we all went out on a nice sunny day.

"My wallpaper is me and my best friend you wacko. I'm calling security" I unlocked my phone ready to call somebody to get this guy out my place cause he's freaking me out.

"Kida-Rose I'm your boyfriend, we've been together for about six months and our first date was at the fair" he pulled his wallet from his pocket, slipping out what looked like a set of photos.

"See it's us" he handed me the pictures and I scoffed. Was he foreal? Does he snort cocaine? He probably snorts cocaine or does heroine or is just plain insane.

"This isn't me. Your girlfriend or sister or whatever is pretty though, you should go to her, like right now..." The pictures were of him and a girl with jet black hair and striking brown eyes. I handed him back his pictures and he looked at them, his eyes widening like he'd never seen them before as he ran his hand through his hair stressfully.

"Kida you have to believe me, this isn't right. I'm an incubus and you're my mate. I used to give you wet dreams until we officially met in the elevator, I ghost finger fucked you when you got back to your apartment, I teased you and you thought you were going crazy so you went to the club and this guy he touched you so I killed him and then I punished you. I had you over my lap and I spanked you. You don't remember any of that?" He seemed desperate, his eyes were red and so were his cheeks.

"You don't remember all the fun time we had, when I was dancing in the living room and your mom came and I was nervous as hell and she calls me Jeff, when I met Andre and Anna and when went on out first date and I won you the bear, Sinny" he pointed to my bay window but there was nothing there. Wow this is so believable.

"You don't remember the session we had in the elevator and when Arson cane out and he ate you out and when you jerked me off" my fact scrunched up in disgust. I did what now?!

"You must have me confused with some else cause I don't recall any of that. Now I'm gonna ask you to leave one more time or I'm really gonna call the police. I have the number punched in I swear" I showed him the screen where I had 911 punched in ready to dial.

"Babygirl..." He reached for me but I swatted his hand away.

"Don't fucking call me that! Don't fucking touch me! You're insane and maybe need to get a fucking psych evaluation cause you're not alright up there! Now you need to get the fuck out of my apartment cause I don't fucking know you and I don't believe your crazy little fucking made up stories. An incubus really?"

"Get the fuck out or I swear..."

My eyes were closed after my outburst but I heard shuffling and pretty soon, my front door slam shut and I let out a sigh of relief. Fucking wacko.