Intimate || Imagines & Unfinished Stories

002 Daddy's Girl | PnB Rock

Tori
"This bitch ain't never been to the hood before."

"I told you, my father wasn't having it."

"Your dad is white, right?"
I nodded.
"And your mom?"

"She's black."

I knew my mother was black but I didn't know her and I knew better than to ask when I was younger.

"Well I'm taking you to a true black grad party."

"Graduation is like a month away and finals are in two weeks, don't you have something to study for?"

"How aren't you excited to graduate?"

I waved her off and continued to study. Finals were coming up and I wanted the week to go smoothly, not all cliche and stressful.

I had been in college for six years. My father told me my mother was a lawyer so that's what I wanted to be. Not knowing my mother left a huge void in my life so from time to time my father would notice and tell me about her. I knew it hurt him to talk about her so I wouldn't ask but I was hurt too.

"Can you guess your graduation gift?"
I shook my head no
"Wait, I forgot the sky is the limit when you're rich."

I frowned up my face before grabbing my belongs and heading to the library.
"Toralei I was joking."

—

After studying for a few more hours I was headed home. I lived in an apartment not too far from campus.

It was lonely. The apartment was huge, courtesy of my father; I only took up 1/4 of the apartment and the rest was empty. This has been my whole life in a nutshell, lonely. There was only one time in my life when I wasn't.

When I was 18 I was head over heels for the manor's gardener, Rakim. I was in love with him happily for three months before word got to my father and he fired Rakim.

I thought firing him wouldn't keep him away from me but I hadn't seen him since that day. A few months later I asked my father to send me to a boarding school in Nepal so I could start my career.

I think about Rakim from time to time but it wasn't meant to be.
-
"Girl, you done being salty?"

I eyed my friend Ashley. She was one of the people that stuck with me after my first year of college back home. We'd been friends for over 4 years.

"You got your outfit for graduation yet?"

"Nope. I was planning to do that after finals."

"What about your grad party outfit?"

"So you're agreeing to go... to a hood party?"

"You saying 'hood' in front of everything makes it sound not so hood. But, yes."

"Oooooh, Okay then we can go tomorrow. I get paid tomorrow, girl youre about to be hot."

"Let's go right now. I got it."

"You ain't said nothing but a word."

I laughed at her, she was so bubbly.
The ride to the mall wasn't long, Ash kept telling me I needed to up my style a bit.

"You're always wearing solid colors and covering up, show some skin for once."

"I do show skin."

"I'm not talking about a shoulder Toralei. I'm talking about legs and some ass."

"Woah woah woah there. Leg yes, ass no."

"You need to loosen up."

My idea of loosening up didn't include showing any ass. And I didn't want to feel to vulnerable in such a new place. Plus I like my style.
-
"Tori you're not wearing a fucking catsuit."

"It's not a catsuit. Look."
I stepped out the dressing room in a pink one piece and distressed shorts.

"Turn around."
I turned and posed.
"Ooooh, bitch they gone be all over you."

"Soooo you're happy?"

"Yeah, come on."
We ate at the mall and walked though a few more stores once we bought our outfits. I was excited to get my very first taste of the 'hood'. I knew the movies made it look a certain way but I wanted to see it first hand. Plus Ashley pumped it up like that was the missing piece in my life.