The Untelling of Love & Happiness

[an Excerpt] - When Angels Play Games

Flaunt

"Niggas wanna see me stunt, huh?/ Niggas wanna see me talk my shit/ Niggas wanna see me front (On 'em)/ Niggas wanna see me flaunt my bitch..."
-Mick Jenkins

Well man, Labor Day weekend is about to be all jacked up. Dang! Thanks to me spraining my ankle... I leaned my crutches against the closet door. I was finishing up at my doctor's appointment and Kandace was finishing up at one of her photoshoots. For that reason, we decided to meet at her grandmother's house. Kandace had been doing a photoshoot almost every weekend, it seems. I admired her for taking her modeling so seriously. Between agency events, cheer practice and school, she's been in overdrive. And it's the sexiest thing, too. It's that hunger in her eyes. That drive. She's determined to do everything in her power to get her dreams popping. Now I feel bad because I wanted to give her a mini break this weekend. I wanted Labor Day weekend to be fun and I wanted to show her a good time. Shoot! That's what I get for being an asshole during football practice. Coach has warned me on countless occasions about showboating. Now I got a jacked up ankle to compliment my hardhead.

...I hopped over to Kandace's bed so that I wouldn't bare weight on my foot. Yesterday, I almost broke it. Thank God it was just a sprain, though.

"Aww man!" Kandace cooed in a pout. "Look at your toes. Everything's all swollen!" She gasped, staring at my ankle. "And you waited until today to go to the doctor? God! You're a soldier."

"Last night, we sat in the ER for three hours until my mom was like, 'let's go!' She was pissed but honestly, I think she was mostly worried about the medical bills. I don't know." I mentioned.

"Aww. That sucks." Kandace sulked. "Well, okay... so now what?"

"Oh, don't worry, we still turning up this weekend... So where the pictures at? I know you got pictures to show me?"

"Oh yeah, let me see if Shayna emailed me."

I waited as Kandace climbed into her bed—next to me. When she found what she was looking for, she handed her iPhone to me. I studied the pictures. She looked so doggone sexy. It's something special about them slim thick chicks that I can't get enough off. I swear I've been dying to take her down since I first laid eyes on her, earlier this year. I'm keeping my cool, though. She's worth the chase.