Nia

Chapter 37

Saturday, December 22, 2018
11:07 AM

Nia was still sleep but Roscoe was on the move. He really did like Nia as a person and thought she was cool. But she took to long to wake up so he was out getting them some breakfast.

"Ay uh lemme get a number one no egg and a number four wit two orange juices". He ordered from a nearby McDonalds.

"Will that be all?". The girl working at the register beamed.

"Yeah". Roscoe nodded.

She handed him the receipt.

He waited in line to get his food. Once he finally got it he headed toward the door running into Nia.

"Boy what the hell?". Nia looked him up and down.

"Great minds think alike I guess. I already got chu some food so les go back to the hotel". He chuckled.

She turned on her heel and got back in her car.

They drove back to the hotel with Nia following Roscoe.

She hadn't checked her phone since last night and she knew it was going off in her purse. They arrived at the hotel and got out.

"How did you even know what to get me?". Nia questioned Roscoe.

"I'on know, I guess I just got a vibe of what you would eat". He answered.

"And what vibe was that?". Nia thought Roscoe was bullshitting her.

"Hotcakes, sausage, and eggs with an orange juice". He smirked.

Nia was shocked. That's what she always ordered when going to McDonald's for breakfast.

They got to the room and went inside.

"Damn what the hell happened here, it look like yo suitcase exploded". Roscoe looked around at Nia's opened suitcase with her clothes and shoes scattered about the room.

"I couldn't find nothing to wear". Nia giggled.

"How the hell you can't find nothing to wear when you packed yo clothes". Roscoe questioned biting into the sandwich.

"Listen, lemme tell you something about females. We will pack clothes and go on vacation, but if none of them outfits match wit our vibe we won't wear nothing we packed and we'll go buy some new clothes. Period". Nia told him.

"Ok damn. Just know that you cleaning all this shit". Roscoe demanded.

"We'll see". Nia challenged.

They finished and Nia took their trash and threw it away. 

She turned around and Roscoe was right in her face. 

"I told you clean yo mess Nia". He had a smirk on his face knowing she was gonna say something slick.

"And nigga I told you we'll see". Nia stood her ground.

Before she knew it Roscoe had picked her up in the air and was spinning around.

Nia hated being picked up.

"Roscoe! Put me down before you drop". Nia screamed.

"Not until you clean yo mess". He kept spinning around.

"Ok! Imma clean up. Just put me down". Nia pleaded.

Roscoe put her down and she pulled her shirt down. She looked around the room and spotted his phone on the table. She ran toward it and grabbed it off the table. Roscoe tried to grab her but she dived on the bed causing him to fall. She sprinted into the bathroom and locked the door. The bathroom had a glass door so Roscoe could see Nia doing her victory dance.

"You don't know my password". Roscoe smirked.

"Tell me yo password or it's going in the toilet". Nia dangled his phone above the toilet by two hands.

"Bro chill out". Roscoe pleaded.

"I feel it slipping you betta tell me the password". Nia smirked.

"5252. Damn". Roscoe gave in.

Nia eagerly typed ion the passcode and his phone opened. She went to his contacts and found his Mom's number.

"Now clean up the room or I call your Mother and tell her that you got my best friend pregnant and that we are looking for you". Nia smirked, her finger hovering above his Mom's contact.

Hesitantly, he began picking up her clothes and shoes and stuffing them in her suitcase.

"I swear Imma get chu back Nia". He grumbled.

"Mhm, we'll see". Nia giggled playing BitLife on his phone.

"I cheated on your wife". Nia updated him with an evil smirk on her face.

"I swear on my Momma Nia Imma get chu back". He huffed sitting on the bed.

"You can do whatever. I just know the room clean and nobody got hurt". Nia shrugged.

"Ok, come out the bathroom then". He was trying to lure her out.

"Nope". Nia slid his phone under the door.

He grabbed his phone and began dialing a number. Before she knew it her phone rang in her purse. He opened her purse and smirked as he sat back on her bed. 

"Dammit". Nia cursed to herself. 

"Come on out Nia". Roscoe chuckled.

Nia stood up and unlocked the door.

Roscoe put both phones on the table.

"You can come out I'm not gon get chu back right now". He smirked.

"Nigga I don't trust you". Nia kept the door closed.

"Hey man, this all could've been avoided had you just did what I asked". He shrugged.

"That's all y'all want us to do. Is do what y'all say, I'm so fucking tired of doing what other people say". Nia spat.

She couldn't remember the last time she wasn't chasing after Trey or life before Trey.

"Nia what is you talking bout?". Roscoe looked at her.

"I still love him, Roscoe". She replied.

Roscoe didn't know what to say to her. He just knew that this wasn't a joke anymore.

"I want to be with him, but he keeps fucking everything up". Nia felt herself getting angry.

"I know, but chu gotta ask yoself is you gon keep loving him after every fuck up". Roscoe hated seeing Nia like this, and he would do anything to make her smile.

Nia stood up and came out of the bathroom. She sat next to Roscoe and laid her head on his shoulder.

"Some niggas ain't shit". Nia wiped her eyes.

"This is true". Roscoe nodded.

Nia let out a small giggle.

"Don't let him kill yo vibe man, just worry bout allat shit when we go back". Roscoe advised her.

She just nodded.

Roscoe looked at Nia and then he pinned her on the bed and began tickling her.

"I told yo lil ass I was gon get chu back". He spoke over her giggles.

"Stoop my stomach hurt". Nia gasped for air.

"Nope I'mma tickle you til you learn yo lesson". He continued tickling her.

Nia had tears coming from her eyes.

"Pleeeaase stop". Nia cried.

He finally stopped tickling her and ducked his head down just as she tried to get up.

Their lips clashed.