First Love

Chpt. 46

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"Gissie, do you love me? Are you riding? Say you'll never ever leave from beside me cause I want ya, and I need ya and I'm down for yaaa." Junior goofily sang to Gissie as he snapped his manicured fingers, swaying side to side.

Gissie giggled, giving him a thumbs down---the 3 year old way of saying "you're doing too much."

I looked at the both of them as they had their cute little father-daughter moment. They were dressed like twins, matching in gucci everything--- all the way down to the socks. I looked at their nails and noticed they were even painted green and red---Gucci's theme colors.

Vicki entered the dining room holding a tall bottle of champagne in one hand and a tray of chocolate-covered strawberries in the other. "Time for girl talk!" She beamed, cheesing harder than I've seen in awhile.

I picked up on Vicki's cheerful mood 20 minutes ago when I first arrived at her suite. Her bright mood was a far cry from how she was just 2 weeks ago when she was in the most depressed state I've ever seen her in.

"Alright girl, you know the drill", Junior shooed Gissie away, "grown folks about to start talking."

Gissie grabbed her Serena Williams barbie doll off the floor---which was also dressed down in Gucci---and raced down the hall to the other room to join Mikey in watching Paw Patrol.

"And don't break nothing because you know you aint got no job!" Junior yelled after her.

He took a seat beside me on the plush white sofa. "I love that little girl, lord knows I do, but she gonna be the death of me...yall know her little ass almost knocked down a 3500 dollar vase at the furniture store?"

"3500 dollars for a vase?" I scrunched up my face at the absurdity.

"Girl, my toilet paper cost more than that." He waved me off. "The cost ain't my concern. I want to be able to go back to these stores. I got a reputation to uphold out here. The way she be breaking stuff they're gonna fuck around and banned us both."

Vicki passed me a glass of champagne before plopping down on the sofa, sitting in between us.

Junior raised his brow. "Bitch...you've been in a way too good of a mood today...spill."

She leaned back on the sofa, cheesing. "There's nothing to spill Junior, I'm just in a good mood today."

"Well, you been in a good mood ever since I dropped Mikey off back to you when you went on that little get away with that white boy and -" Junior paused as a light bulb went off in his crazy head. "Wait a minute." He turned around to face Vick. "You was gobbling down on the pink sausage that night wasn't you?"

Vicki looked at him, confused. "Pink sausage?"

Junior sat his glass of champagne on the marble table infront of us then turned his attention back on Vicki. "You and the little white boy...yall hunched didn't it?"

Vicki just sat there remaining silent.

My eyes widened. "Oh my gawd Vick, did you guys?"

She ran her fingers through her wavy hair, smiling. "Nope...I mean, not really."

"No need to lie to us girl!" Junior said excitingly. "We know you fucked his little ass...so tell us, is it really that amazin in the wonderful world of Caucasian? Shit, you still sitting up right", he looked over her, examining her posture, "so he must've aint break you off properly."

"My back is fine cause we didn't do anything like that", she said.

"Well, what happened when he picked you up that night?" I asked her.