"She was 5'5, pretty eyes, like the girls in a magazine, I was throughly , impressed by , the way she came over to me, from that point it was on" - Adrian Marcel x Heartbreaker
Mal & Reek in MM.
Reek not in this chapter but just in case y'all didn't know what he looks like. Y'all should follow him on Instagram @rockydiamonds1 . I love the way he talks lol. Y'all need to see the video of him in the mall. Anyway, enjoy the chappie.
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August A.
I took a deep breath and knocked on Malorie's front door.
About 10 seconds later I heard her footsteps coming towards the door. She opened the door looking surprised, I never ever showed up to her house.
"Um..hey." She said. "Jace isn't here rig-"
"I'm not here to see Jace. I'm here to see you." I said before pulling the flowers from behind my back.
She looked down at the flowers confusingly.
"These are for you. I want to take you out tonight." I said. "Just have some fun."
"I'm kind of busy toni-"
"Who at the door Mal?" A mans voice said cutting her off.
"Um, nobody. Give me a few." She called back.
She looked to the side not giving me eye contact.
"So that's what you busy doing?" I asked.
"He's just my friend August." She said.
I bit the inside on my cheek, trying to refrain from going off.
"What the fuck he doing ova' here? If you need a guy friend, I'll send Reek and Chris dumb asses to ya' house. They'll keep you entertained." I said.
She rolled her eyes and laughed a little. "August, you have no control over my life. Especially when you have a girl."
I looked up at her a scoffed. "The fuck you talking about?"
"The girl you taking out to clubs and shit." She said folding her arms across her chest.
I sighed. "Desiree, is only my friend."
"Your friend is a stripper August." She said.
"You don't know nothing about her, so stop speaking like you do." I said.
"I know she a hoe. She out shaking her ass for 20's." She scoffed.
I smacked my lips. "Dancing on a pole make her hoe? She putting her own self through college and is in her last year, and she had to take care of her sick mother. So if hustling make her a hoe , then whatever. She gotta make it someway."
She stayed silent and looked down.
"Bye man." I said walking back and getting into my car.
I wasn't expecting none of that happening.
*
"You cool? You been quiet today." Desiree said as she sipped from her Pepsi.
"Yea. Just kind of ...tired." I said wiping my hands over my face before biting my burger.
"Did your plan go good with Malorie?" She asked.
See, Desiree was a bestfriend. I met her at this strip joint last year and we been kicking it since. Instead of getting me a dance, I was drunk as fuck and spilling out all my problems to her. She knows a good deal of stuff about me.
