Petals.

Part 3

"Mane get up off me' he said, pushing her out of his lap. Before she could say anything he had stormed out of the party. "Damn Jai, go handle yo hot head ass nigga" Tino said, "Me and my lady need our private time back any way" Tino started sucking on the back of Cash's neck which happened to be her hot spot. "Man ima let him cool off because I don't feel like dealing with his angry ass, but ima give y'all, yall lil lovey dovey time, this my song playing I feel like shaking something"

Jai got up, bobbing her head to Yo Gotti's "Ashamed". Jai loved dancing with a passion, if it wasn't for Angel she'd be taking dance classes but he didn't like her showing his body off, man or woman. She was in her own little world letting her cinnamon colored hair whip back and forth. She didn't dance with anyone in particular, but every move she made it was somebody on her ass. She never looked to see who it was, she would just move to a new spot. After about two songs and the effects of the vodka was kicking in, she decided to go off on whoever it was hounding her.

" Mane back up." she said, turning around to face Juju.

"Damn my fault Juju, I thought you were some dry ass dude"

"Neva that, Miss Lovely but what's up witcha"

Juju followed Jai as she went to stand by the wall, Juju was about 6 foot even with a Boosie fade and light brown skin.

"Just enjoying myself, felt like dancin' for a lil minute. Your party is turnt tonight" Jai used her polished finger to push a strand of hair out of her face. Juju admired Jai's body, she wore a half shoulder dress, the fabric clung to her thick thighs and wide hips for dear life. What really turned him on was that Jai wasn't all ghetto and loud like Vixen nor as cut throat as Cash's cold demeanor. She had her own vibe, she had a high voice but spoke low and slow like she concentrated on each word that came out of her mouth. Her innocent eyes seemed to stare into the bottom of his soul without even knowing. She was the ideal image of what he thought a bad bitch was, only problem wasvshe had a crazy ass nigga who'd break a nigga's jaw for speaking to her. Deep down he knew he'd have to avoid Angel for a while for the slick comment he said about Jai earlier. But he was the type that didn't let no one block him from anything.

"I ain't trying to seem thirsty or nothin but you think I can get your num-" before he could finish his question Jai had put her finger to his lips, he could smell the Calvin Klein perfume on her wrist, she flashed her innocent and contagious smile.

"Don't go there" she said lowly.

Juju took her finger into his mouth turning Jai's face and ears bloodshot red. "Why not? " he asked, leaning in closer.

"You know I have a-" Jai felt her body being roughly jerked back from Juju. "What the fuck is this Jaielle" Angel said his eyes piercing into her frightened ones, though his voice and facial expression were calm , Jai could see the fiery anger in his dark eyes. Her body froze with fear, she could feel her mouth moving but nothing was coming out. Nobody seemed to notice what was going on except the 3 of them. "Aye bruh, you ain't gotta man handle her like that, we were just talking. I'll fall back" juju explained, the next thing he knew a tooth was flying out of his mouth. Juju hit the wall and fell as Angel's steel barrel stared him in the face.

"On my sorry ass momma's grave, if I ever see you talking to my bitch again I'll murder yo pussy ass"

"Angel stop" pleaded Jai, trying to pull his arm down, "Come one let's just go" Angel looked down at her , put his gun away and roughly grabbed her wrist, dragging her like a rag doll through the crowd. "Hurry up and get yo slutty ass in the car" he said pushing her in the back of her head to go forward, once outside. Jai got into the cream colored Challenger he bought for her, her heart beating quickly. She said a silent prayer to herself for mercy. Angel got in the car, slamming the door. "Jaielle let me ask you something" he still had an eerily calm voice that Jai felt was laced with a psychopathic tone. "Yes baby"

"Do you love me?"

"Yes baby, you know I do and only you."

Angel slowly turned his head towards her and roared " THEN WHY THE FUCK YOU WERE YOU ALL UP IN THAT NIGGA FACE. YOU BEG AND PLEAD TO GO TO THIS DAMN PARTY AND WHEN I DO, YOU CHEESIN IN A NIGGA GRILL WHEN IM GONE"

"Baby I wasn't" she interrupted

"HO SHUT UP, SHUT THE FUCK UP" Spit flew from his mouth as he leaned over and choked her against the tinted windows.

"I'm sorry baby" she whispered struggling for air

'Bitch you aint seen sorry yet stupid ho" he let his tight grasp go and slapped the color into her high yellow face.

"You ain't seen sorry yet, filthy ass ho"

The ride back to the apartments was a silent one as she cried to herself. Angel turned the radio on max so he tuned out her pain.