Sunday
Brent was on his way.
I tried to cover up the hickeys as best as I could with concealer. It sort of worked, but they were a lot more purple than yesterday. Fuck.
I had agreed to go with Brent to the Mall to find him a gift for his Mom, whose birthday was coming up.
I grabbed my phone as I made my way out to the car.
"Drive before my dad comes out," I joked, Brent hitting the gas.
"How you been?" He asked.
"Good. Tired mostly."
We had some small talk before we got to the mall.
Walking around, I hadn't realized how long it's been since I'd been here. I was never the one to go out much, it felt nostalgic.
We went into a few stores before we were stopped by a group of girls when we came outside.
"Oh my god, Brent Faiyaz? Can we get a picture?" She smiled at him, Brent looking over at me in confusion.
"We love your music. That new song you just dropped too!" Another girl walked over.
I laughed as I stood a few feet away watching him.
Once it was was over, he came back.
"Damn, famous already?" I chuckled.
"That's the first time it's happened."
"You'll have to get used to it," I nudged him.
...
We got back into the car, Brent succeeding in getting his Mom an expensive Chanel perfume.
"I got you something too." He pulled out something from his pocket. "Open it."
It was a black velvet box.
I opened it, gasping at the sight of a gold necklace with a heart engraved in it.
"Brent, this is gorgeous."
"Just an early Christmas gift." He took it, putting it on my neck before I stopped him.
I knew if I pulled my locs up to expose my chest and neck, he'd see the hickeys.
"Actually, I'll put it on later. My dad might see it and think it's from you..."
"Fuck, right. I forgot." He put it back in the velvet box.
"But I love it. I do."
He pulled me in for a long kiss before I felt his hand begin to unbutton my pants.
I pulled away.
"I'm on my period."
"You act like we haven't done it like that before," he smirked, coming in again.
"Brent, I don't feel like it."
He pulled off, nodding.
...
Once I got out of the shower I inspected the bruising on my neck. The chest area was a lot more red than my neck, but it was still there.
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