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No. 5 ♡

M S B L U E S
"Marilyn I need to tell you something," I said to Marilyn at her front porch she opened up the door and I walked in.

"Amir is back," I said.

"Amir Amir or Amir?" She said. Amir was my bestfriend at one point of time. He helped me through some things, everything.

"Bitch fucking 'dead' Amir," I snapped.

"What the fuck when did this nigga-- I thought he was dead!" She yelled.

"No I was in my office. Charlie told me Amir Johnson was there. He got let up and was like he wanted his money and me. He ended up giving me head. Pierre walked in after he was done and Amir said what had happen. Pierre is mad. I don't know what to do Marilyn. I don't want to lose Pierre," I admitted. Pierre was growing onto me.

"Oh mami you started off wrong by letting him taste ya' cookies! You need to talk to Pierre ma. Shit is coming back up," she said.

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I knocked on Pierre's door. I heard the door open and a shirtless Pierre stood before me. I quickly embraced him in a hug. Surprisingly he hugged me back.

"Pierre?"

"Yes, love?" We both sat on his couch I didnt know what to say.

"I apologize you had to witness what you did. I'm a broken girl Pierre. I can't be fixed. Everything I do is wrong. I never meant for Amir to perform oral on me. He knows he has this charm on me and he uses it to his advantage. I don't mean to do it. I trusted him. I honestly think I'm slowly falling for you. I just can't do it. Im afraid to fall of the edge so fast that you just let me fall," I spoke. Fuck Hampton you sound like a bitch.

"Love, Im not goin to let you fall without me falling with you. You can trust me. I know its gon take time but just do."

I hugged him tightly. He pulled me into his lap. "I don't want you to think of me as some whore. He was the only nigga I've been with sexually. I fell for his stupid shit again," I said.

I don't even see why I'm here. We not even together. It's too fucking early for this.

"Pierre I gotta go," I said getting up. He looked at me funny. "Why?" He asked.

"I just don't see why I'm here. I'm sitting here explaining myself to you. I don't even know why I'm telling a complete stranger everything. I don't even know nothing about you. I just know that I have complete control over you. I need to go," I said walking to his door while he was on my trail.

"Really? How your whole fucking mood change that quick?" He asked.

"I'll see you around Pierre," I opened the door, but he closed it. I put my back against the door and looked up at him.

"I don't care about not knowing you for a long time," he said. "I want you,"

"But I do cause I'm just here telling you everything and I don't know who the fuck you are,"

"Well you want to know something? Huh Hampton? I'm not up for playing games. I'ma go after what I want and I want you. I'll tell you all about me," he said.

I rolled my eyes. I'm not falling for none of this shit. I'm supposed to be a ruthless bitch. I just don't give a fuck. This nigga got me in my feelings after this early? Hell no.

"Bye Pierre," I said. I used my strength to get the door wide enough. I walked out the house and I heard his door slam. I shrugged my shoulders and opened the door to my Bentley.

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"WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN HAMPTON?" Marilyn yelled. I cocked my head back. Who the fuck she think she is?

"Marilyn, don't fuckin' yell at me, B. If I don't want no nigga I don't want one. I'm not like you. I don't trust every nigga I see. I don't go home with random niggas after the club, okay? If I don't want him in my life I don't," I said calmly.

She looked at me sideways before pointing at her door. "Bye Hampton," She said. I shook my head. She know how I am and she decided to buck. Fuck no, baby.

×××

"Hello Charlie," I greeted. He looked kind of shaken up. I furrowed my eybrows.

"You had a couple of visitors,"

Don't know why, but wattpad made chapter 6 private. So you will have to be following me to see it..