Bittersweet (COMPLETED)

Nɪɴᴇ

𝟺 𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢
𝟷𝟸:𝟷𝟺 𝙿.𝙼.
𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚐𝚘, 𝙸𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚜

I sat in a cafe with Briana on her lunch break.

"Girl you never even told me about what happened at Oa's house," Briana said before I giggled.

"Bitch! Let me tell you!" I started. "First of all this niggas house is beautiful. His bed, comfortable as fuck. His carpet, soft as hell. Like I could go on but... girl when I tell you this nigga fucked the shit outta me, oh my God," I said.

"For real?" She smiled.

"Yes girl, just everything about the whole damn experience. 'Cause he fucked the shit outta me that night, right?" I said.

"Mhm," she nodded to let me know she was following.

"So then the next morning I was brushin' my fuckin' teeth and this nigga came in there and fucked me again. But I think he did that shit 'cause I was tryna downplay his dick game, but damn... but then like we had a talk and shit cause you know, we been fuckin' wit' each other for like two months so he want to be exclusive and like in a relationship," I smiled.

"Okay... is that what you want?" She asked.

"Yeah... I mean I haven't been in a relationship since like high school y'know, but I really have a good feelin' about this nigga. Like he really makes me feel special type shit," I said as a big grin grew on Briana's face.

"My best friend is in love! I don't think I've ever heard you say somethin' like that! You really like him!" Briana exclaimed as I blushed.

"Shut the fuck up," I said rolling my eyes. "Now you got to find somebody," I said before she frowned.

"I'm not really up for that," she said.

"Why not? If you bring up Michael's broke ass I'm gonna cut you," I said.

"J'Michael is just so young and like who wants a bitch wit' a kid? I mean he's still a baby at that. Who wants to deal wit' that shit at our age?" She said.

"If he fucks wit' you for real, then it won't matter," I said.

"I don't know..." she said as she played with her food.

"We'll find you somebody, I promise you that," I said.

"Yeah, okay," she rolled her eyes.