In Love With a Thug✔️

Chapter 12

~4 months later~

Everything has been so good lately. I figured out a way to balance my sisters and Malique. I told my sisters that I will start coming home after school and I will be with Malique all weekend. That worked out perfectly for him because he liked working through the week and getting to spoil me on Fridays and Saturdays.

My graduation was great, along with my birthday. It wasn't really much, it really just consisted of Malique taking all of us out to dinner. Me, him, my sisters and my mom. We had a good time even though mom still doesn't know what he does for a living and still keeps pressuring me to tell her the truth. I told her he was a factory worker and for some reason she doesn't believe it. And the fact that Lisa still doesn't very much like him kinda put a damper on the mood but after 10 minutes of it he was able to get them talking.

It is Sunday and I have to work in the morning. I work as a waitress at Red Lobster.

"Babe, you ready to take me home?" I asked Malique who was lying next to me watching tv as I was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"You sure you're ready to go home now." he says sitting up from the bed and wrapping his arm around my waist and starting to kiss me on the back of my shoulder to my neck.

"U- uh." I stumbler under my words not wanting to go home just yet. "I mean, I guess I have a little time." I say looking at the time. It's only 6:00pm. We have time.

Malique pulls me back and hovers over me kissing me. Working his way down leaving no spot of my body untouched.

We're gonna be here for a minute.

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"I love you." he says, kissing me with every word.

"I love you too." I say back pulling his bottom lip through my teeth.

"Now you better stop before I take you again baby." he says seriously and I laugh.

"Yea, no. I don't have time, I have to go." I reach over to my phone and the clock reads 8:18pm and I had 3 missed calls from my mom.

I get up from the bed and Malique slaps my ass making me glare at him as I dial my moms number.

It rings 4 times before she picks up with an attitude laced all in her voice.

"Hello."

"Hey momma. I am so sorry I didn't answer. I was sleep." I lied, and Malique smirked at me.

"Mmhmm. Well anyways you needa come home, some people are here to see you." she says and I can hear the smile on her voice. Who could possibly be here for me?

"Okay, I'll be there in like 20 minutes."

"Okay baby, see you in a minute I love you."

"I love you too." I say and hang up and look at Malique

"What?" he ask

"I needa go." I tell him and he scoffs, getting up from the bed and walks into the bathroom. I follow him into the bathroom. "I know you're not mad."

"I'm not bad. You gotta go. I get it." he says and I just roll my eyes. I'm not about to deal with him and his attitude right now.

I get dressed and walk out into the kitchen and search the fridge for some water. I grab a water bottle and get in the cabinet to grab a bag of hot cheetos. I open my water bottle and Malique comes out of the room and tells me to hurry up and walks out the door.

Umm... okay.

The car ride back to my house was quiet. I don't even know what's wrong with him honestly.

"Babe, we needa talk about your shit that's under my bed. When you gone come get it?"

"Imma come get it soon baby, promise." He pulls up to my house and there is a car there. A car I haven't seen in a long ass time.

"No fucking way." I whisper to myself, making Malique look at me confused.

"No way what?" he asked but I was already out of the car and running into the house. I hear the door shut telling me that Malique was following me. I opened the house door and I couldn't help the tears that started streaming down my face immediately. 

I can't fucking believe it.