I walk into a liquor shop by Bones' place. I just got done meeting with him and it couldn't have gone any better for me.
He loved the cover art. He even kept a couple extra sketches so he could use them later one. His whole crew was there in the studio. Drew and Surrenderdorthy asked for my number and let me know they'd love to work with me in the future.
There were two black Escalades that I noticed before I walked in. Now maybe a dozen guys enter the shop too.
Damn they smell like weed.
I didn't pay no mind I wanted some Arizona iced tea but they kept making me look at them. They're so loud, I don't understand why either.
"Get her bro." I kept hearing one guy hype up the other. I rolled my eyes and settled for a strawberry Fanta.
Now I turned to face... Shoreline Mafia??
"Oh shit." I gasped when my eyes landed on ohgeesy's.
I haven't done my coke in hours. The last I did was before the flight from New York. Now I'm trembling and itching from withdrawal. And to my luck the snowman appears in front of me.
"So you gonna get at me?" I teased and brushed passed him. He cute cute. His hair curly and I know he strapped.
"I don't know babe, your not what I usually go for. But I can't tell you better than what I go for shawty." I chuckle thinking back to one of his verses.
"I might keep you round if you light skin and brown"
"You know, I know you into thick bitches. But aye y'all got the shits huh. I'm tryna chill." I casually crack my back as they all surround me.
"What you mean we got the shits, girl? We ain't got shit on us." One of the boys said.
"Oh word. Sorry I thought y'all were Shoreline. I must be in Beverly Hills."
Hit them right in their pride. Real damn hard too you should've seen their faces.
I watched as iced out fingers gripped my hip. "You know I got the shits babe. Just come to my crib with me I got you. You know I got you huh baby" I looked into his black eyes one more time and felt lonesome. So lonesome.
"I'll wait for you outside." I winked and paid for my shit.
I walked out the store and ohgeez nods at me, letting me know he's on his way.
"Yo Meg, take my bags and shit to some hotel. I ran into some friends I'll be back before tomorrow morning." I hang up as she yells at me to come back immediately.
"Let's go ma." Geez leads me to one of the cars and opened the door for me. The back door we sat in the third row all by ourselves.
"Tf we waiting for?" Ohgeez yelled to the guy in the passenger seat. "Fenix still paying dawg chill."
"Fuck no. I'm tryna get to the crib." After maybe ten minutes Fenix took the drivers seat. "Bro the fuck were you doing in there, fucking the clerk? damn."
"Nigga shut yo shit up , you know i don't last that long." I laughed my ass off because I was honestly nervous but the other guys laughed too.
"Don't worry baby," he lit the blunt, "we'll be home soon."
The drive took long. I was baked as fuck and the music was good.
So naturally I turn up with the guys and I'm having fun, really. Me and geez share a 40, and he stares at me whenever I take down gulps and calls me sexy every chance he gets. I'd date him if I didn't know any better.
Then I remember something so stupid.
You should've read the message he sent last night. It made me want to peel off my skin, made me want to launch myself through a window of the staggering tower I sleep
in.
He said: I thought she was you
Like is that supposed to make it all better? Put a bandage over my gushing heart?
Fuck him.
Fuck her.
"You share this place with the boys?" I asked and took a seat on the pool table.
"Yeah we record upstairs." I nod and take a good look around.
There was empty lean bottles everywhere but overall not that bad for a house full of guys.
"What you got to drink? I wanna drink." He pointed behind me and there was a small bar with all the essentials.
"You can have whatever." He assured me. God damn I love when guys tell me that.
I can have... whatever? Really baby? Thanks.
I took a bottle and began to put t away. I want to see how drunk I have to be to mistake ohgeesy with Paris. I heard it's easy as fuck. Just ask Paris he does it all the time.
"So baby what your name?"
"Cameron. What about you... 'baby'."
"Ohgeez." I stared him down. He had on some good clothes. An FTP shirt with black jeans.
He looked good. He has his good grill in.
"You like what you see cam?" I nod playing along. "Then what you doing way over there?" He asked and I smirked at his question.
He doesn't know what he's asking for. He's never fucked a bitch like me that's guaranteed. I chuckle at the thoughts of him trying to please me.
Yeah right.
I can't feel a thing baby. But you don't know that. I'll let you believe you did me a goddamn favor, fucking me tonight. When really I did you the biggest favor of all. Making you think you're worth it.
But your not. No one is. No one will be.
I sit on his lap and take off my top. "Yo geez." He locks eyes with me. "Keep your grill in."
