My Sugar Mama (completed)

16.

Normani and I have been messing around every time she visits Miami for business, and it's fun and all, but everyday I miss Lauren, I can't help it. My ass is head over heels for the woman. It all started out as me being her sugar baby, then her girlfriend, but never made it to the wife part, depressing. 

I feel like I can't continue to live without her, I feel so empty, I just want her. You would think 10 months after the break up I'd get over it, but I'm sure as hell not. I hate myself, truly. I try to distract myself by doing work and little hobbies, but I cannot get her out my head. 

Tonight, I've decided to get drunk. I have no friends in Miami, no girlfriend, not even a fish! I was super lonely, so, why not get plastered by myself, damn, that's sad. 

I was 5 drinks in and I was white girl wasted, I'm very light weight since I don't drink a lot anymore, and well, it's tequila. My phone started ringing and I didn't bother to see who it was, I just answered it. 
"Helllooooo," I slurred. 

 Lauren's POV.

"Helllooooo," Kara slurred on the other end, I don't think she knew it was me, and I think she's just beyond drunk, the drunkest she has ever been probably. 

"Kars? Hey."

"Lolo? Haha.. why the FUCK are you calling me?!" She sighed. "I miss you, so much." 

"When can we talk? I miss you too.." I was at the house that I let Kara stayed in at one point. Camila got me mad, she started to get controlling and she always tries to hit me every time I say no to sex or just say no to her period. 

It's the karma I get for doing Kara wrong, and I'm paying the hell for it. 

"Mhm, I don't know Lauren, I'm still pretty mad at you, you did me dirty as hell, embarrassing me." And she was right, but I wanted to bring her peace of mind and maybe even get her back? I'd have to break up with Camila, obviously, she was just a toy to me I guess, I never loved her. "But I guess so, I'm sobering up so we can have an adult conversation. Come at the apartment, you still have the card."

I was ecstatic! I never saw her since that one night Normani was kissing up on her in the club. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was filled with rage, I wanted to just rip her off of the woman and pull her away and carry her home, but I couldn't, she wasn't mine anymore and I remembered that I fucked up bad. Camila had came back to me and started kissing me all over, wanting to go to the toilet and fuck. That's all she wants to do, have sex, every where. Don't get me wrong I like having sex just like the other person, but with Camila it's different, I didn't want it, I wanted no romantic stuff with her either. 

She never wants to go on dates, never cooks, never surprises me at work, and only wants to go anywhere with me if I'm leaving the state. I always do everything since we got together, it's never 50/50. It's tiring. 

I loved cooking, but cooking for a woman who doesn't do shit gets me mad. Kara, she has ambitions, she has goals, she has hobbies, but Camila? She likes to lay in the pool and just talk about having sex 24/7. 

Damn, why did I fuck up?! I probably would've married Kara's fine ass by now if I wasn't a dumbass. 

I looked out my window and I saw I was at her condo. I let myself in and the place was calm, the lights were low and she had on her favourite rap music playing quietly. I called out for her. "I'm on the balcony," she said in a monotone voice. I'm kind of anxious, which happens rarely. 

"Hey, Kars," I said with a simple smile. 

"Hey, Lo. Sit. Have a drink. Want nuggets? Because I'm starving and I was thinking about making the whole bag of nuggets in the freezer." She sat there thinking and went to the kitchen to do just that and came back leaving it to cook in the oven. "So, sup?"