Diary of a Fallen Queen

Part 1- Its my life

"I'm coming," I whispered to Kara as I quickly hung up the phone. I checked myself in the mirror one last time to make sure my face was beat and my dress was nice and tight. I may have only been 13 but you couldn't tell by looking at me. I was 5'6 with a pair of DD's, 26 inch waist and a 40 inch booty with smooth milk chocolate skin wrapping it all up. I was fine in every sense of the word and had a hard time finding a man that could resist me.

I tiptoes past my mothers room. As I peeked in I saw her on her knees praying.
"Zzzzzzzz," I heard her snoring loudly.

I never like to leave her there on the ground because she always complains about her knees the next day. I ran back to my room and slipped on my robe and helped her get into bed.

" Thank you, I love you baby," she whispered as I tucked her in.

"Good night Mama," I whispered as I closed her door and proceeded to the back door of the house.

I hopped into the car to meet Kara giving me with the side eye.

"Hey girl" I stated, ignoring her attitude.
Every time I come to get you, I have to wait 20-30 minutes. This is the last time I'm getting you'" says Kara.

"Yea right, then you will be all alone and we both know your not going anywhere by yourself." I stated to shut her up.

She just looked at me and drove off because she know I was telling the truth.

She is the most impatient person I have ever met. Unlike me she didn't have to sneak out. Her mother practically pushed her out the door anytime she had male company. Kara could care less, she would just grab the keys to her moms BMW and come pick me up. Although Kara never showed it, I know she resented her mom for her lack of interest in her life.

We pulled up to the front of LOVE night club and got out at the front door. Kara turned her keys over to the valet and we step to the front of the line. We were never the kind of girls to really go to the club but Wale was performing tonight and I had the biggest crush on him.
We walked up to the door looking good.

Kara was wearing a nude skin tight one-piece and I had on a short red strapless dress. I felt a little uncomfortable because my dress was a little too short for my liking but Kara assured my that I looked fine.

The bouncer took one look at us and immediately moved the partition out of our way. He was tall, muscular with deep chocolate skin and hazel eyes that I almost got lost in to the point that I lost my footing and almost fell on my face.

That is until I felt his large hands engulf my waist and raise me up moments before I hit the ground.

"Are you ok?" He asked with concern floating in his eyes. We sat there frozen in our own little world for what seemed like an eternity of excruciating pleasure until I heard the audible snickering of the girls that were still in line waiting for their turn to enter the club.

Ignoring their laughter, I fixed my clothes and thanked him for helping me. As I walked in, I felt a tender sensation on my hand. I look down to see my hand enveloped in his. I look up to catch his eyes staring at me intently. He bends down to where his lips slightly brushes my ear and whispers his name.

"Damen" He said.
"Iyanu" I smile
"Just beautiful." He utters
"The name or me?" I giggled while slowly walking away.
"Both!!"

I continue walking with a smile plastered on my face from the brief intimacy I shared with a stranger I wish I knew. I noticed that he slipped me something. It was a paper containing his number.

When the heck did he have time to write it?

I slipped it into my bra and continued to find Kara.