Mercedes.

4

I opened my eyes and seen Damarcus had shot a hole in the wall. I looked all around the room and everything was quiet.

"You was gon' shoot me? Really? Over this petty shit. Now you see why I can't be with you? You crazy. I'm up outta here. Clare, consider everything we had going on, DONE! None of y'all contact me anymore." I said, looking at both of them and walking out of Clarence's house before either of them could say anything back.

I ran to my car as quickly as I could in disbelief. I couldn't believe they had they set me up. I ain't gone lie that shit scared me, but I been in worse situations. If a nigga think shooting a hole in a wall gone stop me from doing me, he gone be shooting hella walls. But if they think they gon' get away with doing some shit like that? They both got another thing coming.

I quickly backed out of the driveway, and opened my phone. Seeing two messages from Pop. This is exactly who I needed to talk to right now, after all that that just happened. I decided to give him a call. He answered on the third.

"Yo, wassup M. Why it took you so long to hit me back?" He said, as soon as he answered the phone. I couldn't help but to smile as soon as I heard his voice.

"I'm sorry. I just had a super crazy day. What you up to? You in Atlanta? I want to see you." I said in my sweet baby voice. After all that I wanted to see my friend.

"Yea I'm in the A. I'm at a hotel & I'll send you the addy. Pull up. I'll tell the receptionist to be ready fa' you." He said through the phone. I nodded my head and hung up the phone. That's all I needed to hear.

As soon as I hung up he quickly sent me the address. I put the address into GPS and drove to the location. Luckily it wasn't too far from where I was at because I hated long drives.

I pulled into the nice hotel he was in and got out the car. I entered the building and walked up to the receptionist desk. She was a beautiful lady. Brown skinned, curly hair with a name tag that read "Kelly". She was cute, for some reason I found her too attractive but I brushed it off.

"I'm looking for Bashar's room. My name is Mercedes. He should be expecting me."  I said to her.  

"Hello, room 301. You can take the elevator to the left." She said. I walked to the elevator and made my way up to his room. I walked to his room and smelled weed so he was for sure here by himself.

I walked up the door and seen security blocking the door. He was a tall black guy with tattoos all over his body and a suit. He was dressed very professional and smelled like money. He looked me up and down and opened the door for me.

I took one last look at him and entered the room. I walked in and before being three steps in Pop came to me pulling me in a tight hug. I hugged him back and rubbed his shirtless back. Even as kids he always hugged me so tight.

"Wassup M. It's about time you got here." He said, letting me go, looking me up and down licking his lips. As he backed away from me I realized he had just a towel on. and his member was definitely out and showing. I must've been staring at it for too long because he started laughing.

"Hey. My eyes up here." He said lifting my head up so I can look at him. I started smiling.

"Hey, why you ain't have no clothes on when I got here? You knew I was coming boy." I said to him. He knew what he was doing, it's like he wanted me to see that dick and I'll be damned if I didn't look. He was always so seductive even when he tried not to be.

"Oh my bad, let me go put some clothes on. Not like this ain't something you never seen before. Remember when we was 16? Yeah ma. Anyway I'll be back in about to put some clothes on." He said, looking me up and and down and walking away.