In Love With a Thug✔️

Chapter 10

I'm so happy to be waking up cramped up on the floor. Riah's foot is plunged into my side and Lisa's hand is basically covering my mouth. I missed this. Why are we so mushed up on the floor like this I have no idea but I wouldn't trade it for the world. Just like old times.

Finally getting up and stretching I reach for my phone. I see a text message from Malique

Malique: Good morning mamas.

Me: Good morning daddy, what are you doing?

Malique: I have to work today.

Me: Awe okay, I want to take my sisters out anyways.

Malique: Bet, I'll bring over some money in a minute.

Me: No babe, I have some money.

Malique: Naw baby, I got you. Imma bring you some money for you and your sisters to have a good day.

Me: Okay. See you in a minute.

I wake up Lisa and Riah and tell them that I'm going to get in the shower and after, they need to get in the shower.

Once I get out the shower I wrap my towel around my body and walk into my room. I didn't expect to see Malique sitting on my bed waiting for me. Ever since the day I walked downstairs to leave the house with him and he, my mom and my sisters were in the living room together, he's been in and out the house more. Mom still didn't approve too much, but she was always at work.

"Who let you in?" I ask while walking deeper in the room and letting my hair out the bun it was in and shaking my head so it flows.

"I see you loving that 30 inch." Malique winked at me. A little while ago Malique got me into weave and doing other things with my hair. He told me to get 26 inches but I wanted something longer so I got the 30 and it reached my ass, which he loved, and so did I.

"Yes, I am. Now who let you in." I ask for the second time.

"Lisa, she rolled her eyes when she saw me and walked away, what's up with her?" I did not want to share with Malique that Lisa didn't like him.

"Yea, Lisa doesn't very much like you." I say as I walk over to him sitting on my bed and stand in between his legs. His hands immediately go behind my thighs gripping them.

"Why?" he asked, still groping my thighs from the back.

"She thinks you take up all of my time. I'm never home since me and you started seeing each other."

"Awe." is all he says.

"So you don't care?"

"Honestly, I don't." He admitted, resulting in me rolling my eyes.

"Well damn, I appreciate the honesty." I did appreciate his honesty, and I guess, ultimately it's not his job to care. If roles were reversed, I probably wouldn't care much either.

Going into my closet where all my dresses and jeans reside, I decide on wearing my blue sundress and some white sandals.

"Do you think you're funny?" Malique asked as I slipped on the straps to my dress.

"What are you talking about?"

"Your not fucking wearing that."

"And why not?" I ask, wondering what was wrong with the dress. I didn't see anything wrong with it.

"Your ass is on full display, what you tryna be seen for? The fuck."

"Oh my God." I roll my eyes. "It's literally not that big of a deal." I defend