I'm Tae. I've been in and out of jail since I was fourteen. My father was never in my life. My mother overdosed on drugs when I was ten. My best friend Normani and I were hopping from foster home to foster home for four years. At the age of fourteen we got separated. Last I heard her dad took her in. I was left alone. That shit hurt. I couldn't believe Normani would just up and leave me like that. She was my right hand girl. She had no remorse leaving me at that foster home.
Six months after she left I ran away from my foster home. That's around the time I met my OG Kin. He put me on to the game. He would spot me a eighth and tell me to break him off seventy five percent. I was coo with it. I was a young nigga tryna make money but as I got older that pocket change wasn't cutting it. I was the one out on that corner bussing my ass day in and day out to put money in another nigga pocket.
I told Kin I wanted out. At first Kin wasn't gonna let me leave but he realized that I had potential and let me go. He showed me the game. Put me on to the best suppliers and gave me my own block. Turns out that block was hot. Not because of the pigs but because another drug lord had his eyes on it. I didn't know who he was but I said fuck it. The block is mine.
I've been running it for six years now. I'm twenty six now. I make bread. All day every day. Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if I had stayed in foster care and finished school. But the past is the past and I can't change that. I'm rich so I don't have shit to worry about. While I'm up in my pent house my soldiers are on the block making my money.
Life is good. I can't complain about that. It's just that sometimes it gets lonely up here. I tried the whole relationship thing a few times but bitches is thirsty. They'll fuck any nigga with money. I mean bitches throw themselves at me all the time but when I'm in a relationship I'm faithful but these hoes can't see past the dolla signs so I gave up.
I just gotta focus on these nigga that's tryna take my spot. For months I've been tryna get info on this nigga but I've come up short. This nigga is like a ghost. Yet we got beef. Like how the hell do you beef with a ghost? Anyway tonight I'm taking a break from trying to figure out who this nigga is. I'm throwing a party at this club called Posh. I invited all my bros and the baddest of bad bitches.
I'm gone get a few drinks, smoke a few blunts, fuck a bitch, and dip off. Whatever happens after that I ain't got shit to do with. I hopped in the shower and put on some smell good. I through on my Js and a outfit to match. I couldn't forget my chain so I tossed that on too. My chain means a lot to me. I was eighteen when I first bought it.
That was around the time when I first got my block. My gang is called F.O.E. We the hottest out here. Sell the best dope in Philly. I headed to the club in my red Charger. As I pulled up and parked the club was lit. I went inside and dabbed it up my all my young bulls. I took a bottle of henny to the head and sat in my VIP section. I watched as the bad bitches danced around trying to get my attention.
Out of the blue this fine ass caramel shawty with the sexiest curves, big perky double D's, fat ass, kinky curly hair and light green eyes approached my section. And when she spoke it made... Damn.
"Can I get in?"
"What's ya name shawty?"
"Desire."
"Now why you wanna come chill with me and be bored in my VIP section?"
"To be honest my friend dared me to ask. It's a simple question. Yes or No?"
I liked her little attitude so I told her to come in. She sat right beside me and I poured her a drink. At first she was acting a boogie but after a few drinks she was all over me and I liked it. Looks like my night was gonna go just as I planned.
"Why don't we get out of here Desire?"
"Okay. You gonna take me home?"
"I was thinking you could come home with me."
"I don't know. We just met."
"We just met but you kissing all over my chest and shit. Stop playing. You know you want to."
"Okk but I'm not spending the night."
"I ain't ask you to. Now come on."
I took her hand leading her out of the club. We got into my car and I took her to my house. If you're wondering yeah we fucked. I'm not the type of nigga to go into detail about it. Just know it was tight, wet, and good as hell. I never let a bitch stay the night with me but I let her.
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Desire
I woke up the next morning with a major headache. It feels like I've been hit in the head with a hammer. I looked around and realized that I had stayed the night with Tae. I wasn't supposed to but I did so there's no going back in time. I sat up on his bed looking at all of my clothes scattered across his floor. I looked over at Tae.
Damn he's fine. His smooth chocolate skin, masculate body, and full succulent lips made me wet all over again. Yet I can't think about getting morning dick right now. I have to get home. I slid from under his arm and started to pick up my clothes. I grabbed my phone off his nightstand and called an Uber. As I slipped on my clothes my phone started to vibrate.
It was my big sis Normani. I really don't feel like hearing her mouth right now about why I stayed out all night. But I knew if I didn't answer it would be ten times worse when I got home so I answered.
"Hello." I whispered to not wake Tae.
"DESIRE WHERE THE FUCK YOU AT? YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS? I'VE BEEN CALLING YOU ALL NIGHT! I KNOW YOU WAS AT THAT PARTY WITH THEME BITCH ASS F.O.E. NIGGAS. YOU KNOW I DON'T FUCK WITH THEM! I WANT THAT BLOCK AND YOU KNOW IT!"
"I wasn't at no party Normani. I was at Kimmy house all night."
"GET YOUR ASS HOME NOW BEFORE I COME FIND YOU AND BEAT YOUR HOT ASS!"
"I'm on my way now."
I hung up on her rolling my eyes. If I know any better I better be home in fifteen minutes. Knowing her she'll send her Ops to come and get me. That's the perks of having a dirty cop for a sister. They know your every move. I left a note for Tae with my number on it telling him to call me. Then I ran out to my Uber and went home.
