Wynter Dawson.
"He makes me so mad sometimes," I admitted looking over at Stasia who didn't seem to be paying me any attention since her face was buried in her phone. "All that arguing over a tattoo?" She wondered looking up at me as I say down onto the couch.
"To me tattoos are forever," I replied, "it's not to be taken as a joke. You should always get something sincere or meaningful."
She laughed, "I know some niggas with pineapples on them."
I shook my head, "maybe I'm scared," I blurted, "maybe I don't want to be that committed, I don't want Tez to be tooken away from me. It's like once I get serious with anyone something always happens.. I can't be happy."
Stasia sighed, "love who you want stop being so afraid.. The problem is you love too late and now you have the opportunity to be in love and you're afraid, stop it."
The door opened and in-walked Ben, Kentrell, and Joe.
"Long time no see," Kentrell teased.
I stood up and greeted him with a hug, "I know I missed you too," I admitted even though we saw each other the other day. A simple day was like five years to us. He wrapped his arms around me and we rocked side to side slightly. "Damn get a room," Ben teased causing Joe to laugh.
We finally released each other and Kentrell sat down yanking me into his lap sideways.
He pulled out his phone and I watched examined the screen carefully. I placed my arm behind his neck and brought my hand to his hair. "How ya been slime?" He asked looking at me from the dim screen, "you ain't been textin' me back evidently you been busy." I could sense the hurt in his soft voice but I admired the gentleness for a minute, "I've been with Tez," I replied angelically.
"Fuck him," he retorted still using his innocent vocals, "you my slime."
"Am I?" I teased.
Kentrell kissed his teeth, "yea' fuck him," his soft tone was now out the window. His arms snaked around my waist and we just admired each other's faces'. "You my slime for life ya hurd me?" He questioned looking serious.
I nodded my head, "yes Kentrell."
"I'm serious Wynnie," he leaned closer burying his face in my neck. I looked over at the tv as he placed simple kisses all over it. Joe and Ben were cackling amongst each other while Stasia wasn't in sight. "Ouch," I whispered as Kentrell sunk his teeth into my neck. "Shut up," he chuckled going back to being gentle. I felt him begin to suck at my skin.
I closed my eyes feeling relaxed against him.
"Yb?" Joe called out causing us both to look over in that direction. "Wan a hit?" He wondered but Kentrell turned him down directing his attention back my neck.
"Why you all over me like this?" I asked toying with his ear.
"I missed'chu," he replied.
Stasia then entered the room with snacks for us along with drinks. I saw she had some chips which I wanted but I was far too comfortable on Kentrell's lap. "Let's go to tha bathroom," he whispered into my ear before tracing his tongue over it. I shook my head in response. "C'mon stop playin'," he pleaded pushing me off of him.
"Damn nigga," I mumbled as my ass met the carpet.
My eyes watched as he disappeared down the hall. I looked over seeing Joe and Ben were playing video games and Stasia was eating chips glued to her phone as she was earlier. I stood up and went down the hall, knocking gently on the bathroom door. Kentrell opened it and pulled me inside, shutting it behind me. I jumped back and sat on the large counter, "why you want me to come in the bathroom?"
YOU ARE READING
Protector.
Lãng mạnWynter already has a hard time as is growing up in Louisiana. She completely lives by the code of "by any means" With the help of her best friend, Kentrell, life shouldn't be so hard since he is overall her Protector.