Trap Queen

"Well I'm staying over here." Taj says to me.

"Who said you can?" I say rolling another blunt.

"Can I?" He asks.

"Hm, no." I say.

"What the fuck did I say about the attitude." He asks calmly.

"Look, I barely know you and we already talking about working together and now you wanna stay over my house." I say. "You might kill me, nobody stays over my house."

"It's cause you need to loosen the fuck up. Stressing for what?" He mumbles.

"I am calm." I say.

"Stop lying to yourself, you can't be chill or nice at all." Taj tells me.

"Is that a bet?" I ask.

"Yeah." He says smiling.

"On what?" I ask.

"1k plus loser gives the winner head." Taj says with a smirk.

"I'm not giving you head if I lose and you're not touching me." I say.

"Proves that you're a punk and will lose." He says.

"Alright, deal nigga. How long?" I say.

"Two days." He says. I nod.

"Okay deal." I smile and shake his hand.

"My first act of kindness is this blunt from me to you." I say giving it to him.

"Thanks ma." He says.

"Now can I sleep over?" He asks. I have the urge to roll my eyes but I don't. I put a big smile on my face.

"Of course you can Taj." I smile. "Do you have any more weed?" I ask.

"Yeah but I gotta get a kiss on the cheek for it." Taj says.

"See not you're being manipulative." I sigh.

"Come on ma." He says cheesing. I bend down to Taj's level on my couch and I lean in to kiss his cheek, but Taj moves so we end up kissing on the lips.

"Oh my gosh." I say. He chuckles.

"That's not funny." I say.

"You act like you've never kissed anyone before." Taj says while lighting his blunt. I don't say anything I just look away.

"You never kissed anyone!" He yells.

"Look I'm gonna say this in a nice way. Shut up." I threaten. Taj gets up and sits by me. I scoot away.

"You're so bitchy, never gotten the lips, and never gotten the dick probably. I could fix that." He says in his deep voice.

"I'm good." I say.

"Look you're sexy as fuck and got a banging body. I mean I would fuck with you but that damn attitude.." He says trailing off.

"I don't need anyone to fuck with me."

"So you wanna be 70 and alone?" He asks me.

"How are you telling me about relationships when everyone says they see you with a new hoe every hour." I say.

"Cause I'm social, and nice." He says.

"When you're nice people step all over you." I say.

"Am I missing something? I mean I know we ain't cool but you can talk to me Princess." Taj says. I start rolling up a blunt again.

"I don't talk about it." I sigh.

"Well you are tonight." He says taking a drag. "What liquor do you have to drink?" He asks me. I finish licking my blunt up and get two vodka bottles. I pop them both up and give him one.

"Cheers." I say as the big bottles cling and I begin to chug down.

"Okay I see you. Now let me hear the story of a heartless bitch." He chuckles. I laugh a little.

"When I was 13 I got kicked out the house by my mom and dad. I was the only child and they didn't like what I was doing with my life. I thought I was gonna get help from my boyfriend Tayo but he left me on my own. I was out on the streets and used the saved up money to help me get through. I didn't make friends cause no one stayed in my life long. I just keep to myself." I shrug and take a drag.

"Damn." Taj says. "The streets made you this way." He says.

"I guess so." I say drinking the vodka almost finishing it.

"You don't need this." He says and takes the vodka away.

"Whatever." I say smoking the blunt.

"You seem like you had it hard. I know we got bad history, but I'll be there for you." He says. I look at him.

"Thanks." I say with a faint smile. I never told anyone about my life. Did I open up to him to quickly? I think about my life and my eyes start to burn. I ash the blunt out and go into my room. I hear Taj follow. I lay on the bed and silently cry.

"It's okay, Princess I got you." He says as he holds me.