The Mercy Of A Thug

Chapter 20 PartII

  

     "You scared?" Tj asked as we sat outside of this huge building. Was I scared hell yea.

"Is it showing?"

"Yea a lil  bit. Trust me Tara you have nothing to worry about. If you want I'll stay with you the whole night."

"Thanks Tj."

 

  "You welcome now let's get out." Tj opened his car door and got out. It took him no time to open mine. Tj grabbed my hand and lead me to the building. It was extremely packed. The line was extremely long and girls where trying to do any and everything to get in.

"What's up man I was wondering when you was gone show up." A big tall man said to Tj as we stood at the door.

"I had to go pick up my date." Tj looked at me. The man smiled and gave Tj a dap.

"She bad homie! She's real bad. Y'all go in and enjoy y'all night."

"Thank you." I smiled and walked inside.

"Tj omg I'm the only one in here that's not wearing white!" I said as I scanned the room. Everybody and I mean everybody had on white.

  "True but you looking different and you standing out. You killing shit let's go to the bar." I felt so awkward I don't know why I let Passion talk me into being odd. I swear I feel like the black stain on a white dress. I don't belong.

"Can I get a shot of patron and a long island ice tea for the lady."

"Coming right up."

"Thank you Tj. You didn't have to invite me."

  "You're welcome. I figured I'll get you out the house so you can let ya hair down. Passion told me a little of what's going on and to be honest I think its pretty fucked up. You don't have to be at ya moms if she doing all that shit. You could of stayed with Dexter. At least your stress level was down." Tj was right, when I was with Dexter I had no worries. Everything was smooth and mellow.

"Dexter needed his space and he already done too much for me." I said as I sipped on my drink.

"Did he tell you that?"

"Tell me what?"

"That you where over staying your welcome or that he needed his space."

"No"

 

  "So why you left? If he didn't tell you that then he didn't what you to leave. He probably needed you there. Us niggahs get lonely too. I mean we might have a few bitches to call but they ain't special. You're special so I know he wanted you there."

"How you know about having a special girl?"

   "I might be hoeful in Passion voice but I had a special girl a while back and those months we spent together made a niggah regret all the hoes I fucked. Maybe I'll be with her right now." I watched as Tj threw back another shot. I knew he was talking about Passion.

  "Let's dance." I said hopping off the stool and grabbing Tj's hand leading him to the dance floor.

  

"Keep ya hands off my ass." I said as Tj grabbed my waist.

"Damn its like that?" Tj smiled as we began to dance to the music.

"Yup"  I said laughing.

  

  Tj and I dance for a good minute. I was really enjoying myself. I turned my back towards Tj and began to slow grind as 'Kissin On My Tattoos' by August Alsina played throughout the ball room.