~ Slow down, I just wanna get to you.
But don't turn around cause that pretty lil thing looks good to me.
Slow down, never seen anything so lovely.
Now turn around and bless me with your beauty, cutie. ~Bobby Velatino (or whatever)Sa'Hara
Our eyes met, I looked away and smiled at Drew.
"Hey. Da' name is Sa'Hara Janet Diamond Houston." I said introducing myself fully.
"I know you girl. Rememba' I hired ya. Plus I ain't forget that pretty face." Drew said making me laugh a bit at Cythera expression.
"Better shove those eyes back inside or I'll poke them out." Cy said. He laughed and kissed her cheek. They were cute.
"Well, Cy, I'll see ya lata. I got something ta' handle" I said walking slowly to the door. King moved aside. I walked out off the place and was about to go down the stairs when I was pulled back. I turned and it was king.
"Where ya' going?" He asked me. Damn, his deep voice is hot no lie.
"Out" I pulled my arm back. "I told you to stop grabbing my hands. Which includes my arms." I said to him.
"I told ya' ta' fix ya' attitude. Or I'll help fix it." He back chatted. I rolled my eyes. "Keep rollin' dem niggas I'll give ya' a reason ta' roll 'em." He said.
"Whateva. I got ta' go." I said turning. He pulled me back.
"Whea' ya' goin?" He asked again.
"Ta' shop for some lingerie that's where." I said. No lie, I was going to shop for some lingerie.
"Oh shot. Let's go. Imma help." He said pushing me aside and jogging down the stairs. I frowned, this nigga really wanna get on my wrong side. Plus I needed to handle Kelvin for a sec. I needed something back home.
"No. I can't let you come with me. I got to somewhere personal too." I told him. He stopped by his car. Which was a nice ass G-wagon or whatever it's called (or spelt).
"Alright ma. Can I at least get ya' number?" He asked me as he lead back on his car. I raised my eyebrow. Is he tryna get my number with that line?
"No. Anyway I got to go." I walked off. He didn't come after me. Which I was grateful off. But I did wanna turn and get in his car with him. Maybe next time. I know there will be a next time.
King
Age: 25I looked at lil mama as she walked off to the bus stop. I ain't gonna chase her. I damn sure ain't gonna press her but I do wanna get ta' know her or maybe fuck her senselessly. She was fine. Thick in the right places and feisty. She look like the type that will suck my dick as I watch the game to please a nigga.
I can tell she is also a wifey type. The way she cleans up the table at the bar it was spotless. She also can take off a nigga if he needed something. She was the loyal type I'm sure. I need some like that. I ain't getting any younger so I wanna reach 30 with 10 kids in my mansion. A beautiful wife who will ride for a nigga.
"Aye King!" I looked up to see Drew at the door with Cythera. "She gone nigga. Let go!" He said making me laugh a bit. His crazy ass must leave me the hell alone and fuck his bitch before I step in that place.
Sa'Hara
I got to the mall and it was a lil full. I went to Victories Secret and started searching for some lingerie. I need to get something good for the photo I got planned. Got a me a black lace bra with panties that match. Red plus white and pink.
I brought them than walked to forever 21. I brought me some shorts. I don't have to pay rent this month so I'm spoiling myself. I got me some more sneakers at footlocker. After that I went to wash my hair and did my nails to light pink. Got more make up and lipsticks.
After that I walked out to the food court to get me and Cythera something to eat. I also go her a nice dress to say thank you. As I was Waiting in line. My phone rang.
It was my step dad.
"Hey daddy." I answered smiling.
"Hey baby love. You okay?" He asked me.
"Yeah. How are you and mom? Is she still mad at me?" I asked him.
"I don't know but we fine. I was thinking maybe you should take a plane back home love. So we can have our family time." He said. I sighed.
"I-i-i don't know dad. I got work and stuff but when I am free. I'll come. Maybe this Thanksgiving." I said.
"Okay. Are you sure you okay? Don't need help or anything?" He asked. I rolled my eyes.
"No dad. I'm alright." I lied.
"Okay love. Bye." He said.
"Love you. Bye." I said.
"Love you too." He hung up.
I looked at my phone. I hate lying to my dad but I don't like stressing. Anyway I got my food than walked out the mall. Only too see a truck with King's face in it. I frowned as I watched the workers take out boxes with some stuff. I rolled my eyes and walked to the bus stop. I plan on going to Kelvin. I know his not home now. Must be out or something. I pray he ain't home.
The bus came and I got in. It went straight to Kelvin's hood. When it got there. I hopped out. Went up the metal stairs than knocked on the door. No one answered. I looked under mat and lucky for me. The key was there. I went in the house. Quickly went to the room, changed into the lingerie. Took some pictures and printed them out. Pasted them on the walls than took some off my red lipsticks and wrote, 'Fuck you bitch! Hope that nigga please you like I did.' I smiled looking at art I made. I couldn't change back to my normal pantie and bra so I just throw on my clothes than walked out with my shopping bags. Leaving the door wide open and I made sure to spray my perfume around the house. He'll miss me now.
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Sa'Hara
Non-FictionLoving him was a mistake. From the start we never got along but we still wanted to be more than just friends. Maybe I wanted to be more than friends. But he was treating me wrongly, putting me second. Now, I just wanna leave him but I still love him.