*Sherwin's pov*The girls walked into the club looking like goddesses, almost every single male was eying them up but they didn't seem to notice.
Aniah and Crystal headed to the bar while Marsha went searching for a table for them.
I looked over at the boys and they looked like they couldn't fucking believe their eyes.
Marsha finally found them a table and set down her things. She was looking around the club taking in everything when her eyes landed on jackson.
She immediately froze and Jackson smirked at her.
She tore her eyes away from him with a familiar emotion written on her face. Hurt
When she had looked away I could tell that jackson was guilty, he was angry at himself for hurting her. In his eyes Marsha was a queen.
But in my eyes Aniah was a goddess.
She was magnificent, smart and one of a kind.
A few minutes later the the girls found Marsha at the table and sat down.
From up here we could tell that Aniah and Crystal
Immediately noticed Marsha's change of attitude.
Marsha started talking and immediately Aniah and Crystal tensed up and slowly turned to look up in our direction.
"Fuck" me and the guys mumbled and the same time.
We tried to look as intimidating as possible so we wouldn't look like asses just staring at them.
The girls avoided looking at us and ordered two shots each.
As soon as their shots came they downed it in one go.
The guys and I grew a little worried that the girls were drinking so much.
We didn't want some random nigga flirting with them.They drank another shot then headed to the dance floor already a little tipsy.
The guys and I made our way downstairs and found ourselves a table in the darker part of the club just keeping an eye on our girls.
The girls were dancing and enjoying themselves looking like sexy beasts on the dancefloor.
Marsha thought that it was a good idea to go to the strip pole and dance.
She looked like a fucking professional working on that pole and shaking her ass.
I could tell that jackson was trying to sit comfortable in his seat but was unsuccessful. My nigga was having a boner.
She looked so professional that dudes started to throw money at her which she and Crystal was stuffing into their bra.
I was paying attention to Crystal and Marsha that I started to wonder where the hell was Aniah.
I looked back to the dance floor and saw her grin on some random dude.
His hand was roaming her body and I saw red.
He was touching what was mine.
And I didn't like sharing what's mine.
I walked over to where she was and pulled her into my chest just as that fucker was about to kiss her.
"She whipped around to see who pulled her and when her eyes looked into mine i could tell that she was upset.
"What's your problem man, who the fuck are you?!!" The dude asked pushing my chest in the process.
I punched him straight to the jaw knocking him out completely.
"What the hell is wrong with you Sherwin!!"
I was so angry that another man was touching all up on her that I couldn't think straight.
And before I knew it my lips were on hers greedily dominating her mouth.
She didn't respond Immediately but she did after a few seconds.
Her hands found my long hair and was gently tugging it making me groan in pleasure.
I bit her bottom lip making her moan in pleasure.
We were in pure bliss until she roughly pulled away from me and she slapped the shit outta me.
"What the hell were you thinking, you have a girlfriend. "
"Aniah she's not my girlfriend, it was just one drunken mistake with her and since then she won't leave me alone."
"So you don't have a girl?" She asked looking into my eyes with her beautiful brown ones.
I placed my hands on her waist and pulled her closer.
"No I don't have a girl love."
I was about to kiss her again when a loud crash brought us back to reality.
Marsha was on top of the girl that was on Jackson's lap earlier.
She was dragging the bitch all over the club and throwing beer on her.
Damn that bitch was crazy.
The girl had no chance against Marsha.
Her two friends were sneaking up on Marsha and tried to gang up on her.
In an instant Crystal and Aniah showed up and started to throw some right ha-
Wait ANIAH!!!
I ran up to them and immediately started to drag Aniah from Shania. Aron and Jackson showed up and dragged Marsha and Crystal away from the bloodied girls.
Before jackson could fully get Marsha away from the girl she kicked her and called her a crusty ass hoe.
Shit these bitches crazy as hell.
YOU ARE READING
The Long Run
Short StoryWhat is love? Do you know? Don't ask Aniah cause she dosen't have a clue.