It's Still You.

07.

"YES BITCH!" Cashmere yelled as she snapped pictures of me.
"Ho, you look good as hell. Cairo must be coming to get you"
"Business. Get you some." I playfully snapped back.
"Oh but baby you are my business." I walked away from her laughing.
Truth is, I had a hot ass date with Black tonight.
After the shooting last night he'd found me looking for Cashmere, who just so happened to be with one of his homeboys looking for me.
He was begging me to let him take me out for breakfast at a Waffle House or something but I wasn't even in the mood to be around anybody anymore. The gunshots and shit was a sensory overload, I was too riled up.
I asked him to drop me off at home and he complied. I thanked him and then ran up my stairs hoping Cairo had already left. I didn't see his car in the parking lot, but I'd come to learn that his ass was sneaky.
He would park the car in other little spots and watch me just to see what I was doing before calling me just to see if I'd lie.
What kind of psychopath asks people what they're doing while watching what the person is doing ? Cairo.
I felt my phone buzz in between my thighs.
Here. It read.
I gathered my things while telling to Cash that I was leaving.
I locked my door after I'd stepped out and dashed down my stairs.
I looked to the left and there was a red Hellcat with Black fine ass standing beside it.
"Wuzzam beautiful?" he asked me, biting his bottom lip.
Black was born and raised in Baton Rouge,Louisiana.
I smiled at him and shook my head. Truth is, I didn't want to start talking and embarrass myself, because I start tripping over my words and shit.
That's not even a good look in front of this fine ass nigga.

I couldn't lie and say I didn't look GREAT though.
As usual, I was giving the gworls a vibe.
Bitches can't even spell mauve. The fuck.
Black opened the door for me to get in, waiting until I was safely inside to close the door and jog around to the driver's side.
"So, where are we going?" I asked, excitedly.
He chuckled and looked at me as if he was amused by my giddiness.
"Ruth Ch-"
"Oh say nomo, love" I sat back in my seat, getting comfortable and pulling out my phone.
This time Black full on laughed at me.
"Say, you funny" he said after catching his breath.
In all honesty, I was dead ass serious as I was with pretty much any and everything that came out my mouth.
I shrugged shyly and went back to my phone.
I really didn't know what to say, this was Black.
Bitches was finna be mad asf that I even got to go out with him, fuck whether we go together or not.
He was decked the fuck out anywhere he went, he had respect from everybody AND he was $tacked.
Like $$$tacked.
The mufucka ran our whole city on some cool shit.
I couldn't believe he was taking ME out.
Actually... yes I could,I'm a bad bitch.
We rode the rest of the way in comfortable silence with his playlist playing quietly.
I bobbed my head to 2 Milly as we pulled up to the steakhouse. I love Money Man. He tall and fine. Then he vegan, I know that nut taste like fruits and berries.
Whoa. I thought to myself. That had got way out of control very, very quickly.
He parked the car and quickly hopped out running around to my side.
And this nigga bout to open my door ???? Damn.
He smiled as I stepped out of the car. I felt extremely lucky. I had never had this treatment from anyone besides Cairo.
I rolled my eyes at the thought of his name. That nigga was really working my nerves lately.
I'm not the type of bitch to be strung along. We're either hanging out and getting to know one another to be together or as friends, but with Cairo I just couldn't tell.
I couldn't lie and say I didn't love him to some extent and that it wouldn't hurt me to cut him off, but look what I had going on right now.
Cairo was not my only option. Not by a long shot.
We walked into the restaurant and I looked around.
Immediately I heard a laugh I was familiar with.
I looked a little farther to the left and saw a female with blonde hair, laughing and grabbing a mans hand.
Cairo's hand.
I scoffed in disbelief. Like, I literally could not believe that he was here in this restaurant. With this woman. She was beautiful, I've never been one to deny a bad bitch her props.
Coincidentally, the waitress walked us past them to get to our table.
I smiled lightly at her as we made eye contact.
I felt Cairo grilling the side of my face and I also felt Black grab my waist.
Oop. And this nigga petty like me ? He finna get some pussy TANITE.
The girl smiled back lightly looking over her glasses.  

I couldn't wait to not hear the end of this from Cairo later tonight.
I grabbed my menu looking it over. I'm actually not a big steak eater. I despise beef. However, I wasn't about to tell Black that.
My phone buzzed in my purse, and I ignored it.
It then started to buzz incessantly.
"I'm sorry" I apologized to Black and excused myself.
Looking down, it was Cairo.
What the fuck? This bitch got some fucking nerve.
On a date yourself and interrupting mine.
I shook my head, this time turning the phone completely off. I was not about to do this with his ass tonight.
I looked up at Black who was already looking at me, quizzically.
"Telemarketers," I said, laughing lightly.
He chuckled and shook his head.
"Tell me about yourself, love" he said.
I froze, wondering what to even say.
"Um.. well, I'm 19. I'm a Capricorn. I can sing a little, like just a little. And I'm a Barb" then I posed like Nicki.
He busted out laughing, which made me bust out laughing.
"Yooo, you're a fool with it for real." he commented.
I sat waiting for him to tell me more about him, but he simply tilted his head and winked.
"You not ready for more than what you already know. At least.. not yet," he said as he studied me, as if wondering would I ever be ready.
I nodded in understanding. The waitress came back to the table and took our orders.
We ate, we laughed. I talked about myself, Black listened.
As we were getting ready to leave, I told him I needed to hit the ladies' room.
I turned the corner and was pulled into a dark ass room.
I didn't even react because I KNEW who was pulling my ass.
"Cairo, this shit has got to stop. I'm so sick of you grabbing me when you're not getting your way. Then you show up with this gi-" I stopped short, able to do nothing but moan loudly.
Cairo was in between my legs, eating me as if he hadn't just finished a full meal just outside.
He moaned while sticking his tongue in my pussy, twirling it around causing me to close my legs tighter trying to push him out. He grabbed my wrist, pinning it against the wall.
I couldn't do anything but stand there holding onto his head and shirt for my life.
He stuck his finger in me and started pumping and curling his fingers as if telling me to come. So what did I do? COME.
I shook and watched as Cairo stood up my juices all over his beard.
I looked him in his eyes and pulled him closer before kissing him, tasting myself all over his tongue.
We moaned together and pulled apart.
He fixed his clothes and walked toward the door.
Turning around, he looked me dead in my eye and said, "Now stop fuckin' playing with me," slamming the door as he left.
I breathed heavily for a minute, brushed my dress off and thought to myself, "Hell, maybe I should"