Motherless Child ( Urban )

I Got You

We pulled up to the Willowbrook Mall around 11:15 and once again he was on his phone. So, I sat there uncomfortably staring at the dashboard. When he hung up he began speaking to me just for his phone to ring again.

He looked at it and unexpectantly powered the phone off. "So, uh, what store you trying to hit up first?" I twisted my face because I had never been to the mall before. Everything I owned came from Goodwill so I just sat there staring at him. He shook his head, I'm guessing at my 'not so lavish' lifestyle and got out the car.

I followed behind him as we walked towards the entrance and admired all the people walking around with shopping bag after shopping bag. When I looked over at Daquan he was looking at me smirking. "What?"

"You never been shopping before have you?"

I put my head down, embarrassed but, it was obvious that I hadn't. "No," I spoke lowly.

He draped his arm around my shoulder, dragging me deeper into the mall. "It's cool, wo. Get whatever you like. I got you."

"Only need an outfit for the day and I got myself."

"First off, put your pride to the side cause I know you ain't got no money. Secondly, my uncle is the type who doesn't like unprofessionalism and he'll eat you alive for that shit. So, when he see you, you better look decent."

"Who says I'm even going to get the job," I asked him matter of factly.

"He been looking for someone to run the building for a couple months now but, he'll only hire someone who he trusts. I trust you." He shrugged as we walked into a store called Pink Ice. He must take alot of girls shopping.

"How could you trust me? You don't know me from a can of paint." "He hugged some girl that was behind the register ignoring me.

"Wassup, Brit?"

"Wassup, baby. What you need?" He scrunched up his face and I tried not to laugh. She was decent looking in the face. She had huge boobs and a huge ass so, I'm guessing she just a girl he fucks whenever he wants.

"I need you to hook her up with a new wadrobe. Something professional and a few things to just throw on. I'm finna go in the back." Then he looked at me. "You gone be straight?" I rolled my eyes and nodded. Like what could possibly happen.

The girl named Brit walked me deeper into the store and began pulling things from the rack. "So, what's your relationship with DQ?"

"DQ? Oh, Daquan, he's a friend."

"Girl, that's exactly what we were until he got me pregnant," she spoke obnoxiuosly smacking her gum and grabbing a red dress. But, i was too astonished to be annoyed.

"He has kids?"

"Oh, no. We had an abortion. I refuse to bring a child into the world by a aint shit ass nigga."

"Shouldn't have been fucking a aint shit ass nigga," I mumbled under my breath.

"Huh?"

"Oh, I said I liked that shirt," pointing to a gold shirt at the back of the rack and she grabbed it adding it to the things she had picked out for me.

When both our arms were full of clothes, she opened up a dressing room and told me to try everything on while she finished looking for me clothes and shoes. As I began to walk into the dressing room I heard Daquan. "Aye, show me whatever you try on. Brit might have you walking round looking like a hoe." I nodded and proceeded to the dressing room.

I tried on a short black skirt and a tight red sleeveless top and as soon as I walked out the dressing room to get Daquan's approval, he started cursing Brit out saying I looked like I was about to go to the club and calling her all kinds of hoes and bitches. I felt kind of bad for her but, she didn't seem phased so, I shrugged and continued trying on the clothes.

It took around an hour trying on all the clothes and I got through it all with Daquan saying no to just about a fourth of everything.

Brit rung up everything and when she stated the total my eyes widened in shock but when he didn't say anything and just pulled his wallet out paying the $823 I tried not to seem so shocked.

He helped me carry the bags and as we walked out the store I said, "I promise to pay you back." 

He laughed a little. "Didn't I say I got you, wo? You ain't gotta worry about it. Consider this me paying you back for all the times I never stopped Erica and them bitches from bullying you."

We walked to the car in silence both lost in thought and when we were almost to the door..

"Daquan! What the fuck are you doing fucking cheating on me. I mean you could've chosen any other hoe but you fucking Little Orphan Ava. I mean really DQ. You shopping with the bitch and everything. You could've done so much better." She started walking up to him and got real close to his face.  "But its cool because this bitch aint nobody. I aint even mad. I"ll see you later, baby." and she tried to kiss him but he pushed her off of him.

And when I was about to say something back to her, he put his hand out telling me not to. So I didn't and watched as he began to tear her another asshole as a crowd started to form.

"Don't fucking call her a bitch, you dumb hoe. And I can't cheat on a bitch that I broke up with. I let alotta shit ride when it came down to you. I mean shit, I was in love with your ass and I ain't said shit when I caught you fucking on Jabrel at the party last summer. I'm so fucking tired of dealing with your ass. You a dumb hoe and you never see what the fuck you got in front of you. You fucking ungrateful when it come down to it and you a trifling ass bitch that'll do anything to fuck with a nigga with money. You got all yo' lil friends running round thinking you so rich and a 'independent woman' but when you want something its 'Daquan this and DQ that. Bruh, fuck you and that's real." And he grabbed me and started walking towards the door but, he stopped and turned around. "And the next time you fuck with Ava, I won't hesitate to let her stubborn ass ride on you." And he dragged me out the mall.

She screamed out, "Fuck you," while we walked out the doors I guess trying to gain back the pride she had just lost.

When we got to the car, he opened the trunk and threw the bags in as I did the same and got in the car. He cranked up and we began driving away in silence.

"How could you call Brit and Erica out of there names yet have a problem with them if they do the same to me?"

He sighed and looked at me out the corner of his eye. "Because, I respect you. I got no respect for them. They'll do anything for a lil bit of cash and they both just bitches that I tolerate cause they got good pussy." He shrugged. "Besides, even though you try to be tough and shit, I see through all that shit. You fragile, but you gotta good heart and that question itself proves it."

I shrugged and we continued to ride in silence back to his apartment so that I could get ready for my 'interview'.