And I am BACK. Updated for you all before the weekend. This is AVENGERS weekend. Ain't nobody thinking to update tomorrow, so I did it early. LOL.
Paige: :O Let's see! lol
Iloveyou1234567890123: You already know Jaz will do something. Let me tell you...it will be insane. SMH.
LovinHueyFreeman: Both Nicole and Jazmine will just be worse in later chapters, might as well gear up for that. And that detail about Cease cheating will be explained in due time. 8D
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Chapter Three: Welcome to Our World
"…going down the rabbit hole to the unknown…God, I hope I can find my way back eventually…"
Alice POV
I hung up my phone. I sat there…in total shock. Tomorrow night I will meet Escobar? EmCea? Huey? Cindy? It took a really long time for reality to sink in to me. The reality of it STILL hasn't sunk in…I don't even think it will ever sink in! I can't register that tomorrow night I will attend an upscale party! There was a knock at my door, it had to be momma.
"Come in." I said. She opened the door and wheeled her way in my room.
"It's time for my bath…" she said looking down at the ground.
"Okay momma." I stood up and rolled her into her bathroom. After I helped her bathe, she wanted to go to sleep, so I had to get her to the bed. When I laid her down, she began to cry…again.
"I hate this…I really do! I hate having to ask you to help me to do shit!" she yelled. "You should be in college; you should have your own place, your own car! This isn't fair!"
"Momma, I don't mind to help you. You're my momma, you took care of me, and now it's time to return the favor. Things are hard, but don't worry, we'll make it." I kissed her forehead.
"I love you, my little lady bug." She stroked my curly hair.
"I love you too momma. Oh, guess what! Tomorrow night, I'm going to a party!"
"Ah, what kind of party?"
"…Well…Sirayah met Cindy McPhearson, and she invited us to Huey's Post MMA fight party."
"Wow! That's a one in a million shot! I hope you have fun dear and remain safe."
"I will." I left her room to let her sleep. Leaning up against the door, I released a sigh. My adrenaline was already flowing and it isn't even Sunday yet. I went to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. Like Sirayah, I chose to keep my hair natural…and my hair is big and all over the place, I have brown eyes… and I'm not all that thick like Nicole…and I'm incredibly short. There's nothing special about me at all…I'm not ugly, hell no, but I'm plain Jane…I don't know. Maybe since I'm a commoner and can't afford all the glitz and glam, I would feel plain and cheap in front of those people. I sighed as I ran my hands through my curls. Funny how I'm putting myself down like this, I don't want my insecurities to show on a night that's supposed to be fun.
"What will happen tomorrow?" I asked myself. I was scared to know, but oh so ready to find out.
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Cindy's POV
I was chilling with Jazmine later on that night over at her house she had in Baltimore. Huey and the guys were out at some bar, so I decided that this was the time to spend some time with her since I will be at the party tomorrow night.
"I missed you girl." Jazmine sighed as she stretched across her day bed, I was sitting on the floor with my own pair of VS pajamas.
"I missed you too sweets, how you been?" she looked at me.
"…What do you think of my music Cindy?"
"I think it's awesome, you can sing, and you don't use auto tune as everyone else does AND you're one of the few singers that can actually sing live…people are giving you credit for that, as well as they should."
"…And yet I'm still no Beyonce huh?"
"Jazmine, everyone is different. You are good in your own way."
"Dad thinks I'm a whore for my lyrics."
…Ouch. Damn. I knew there was a reason for these questions but…damn. I knew Tom went nuts when she put out "Rude Boy", and covered "Bad Romance", but I didn't think he'd go as far as to say she was a whore or something.
"Parents will be parents Jazmine, either he can roll with you or get rolled over." I shrugged. I had decided to not see my mom today; I don't think I can take her mouth about my life.
"Yeah, you're right. I guess that's what was bothering me. I don't care about what people think…but I do care about my parents."
"Show business is just that, show business. You can't please anyone. You know...it bothers me when they airbrush model's bodies. I have cellulite and am a little curvy. They sometimes make my boobs and hips smaller. I'm a think junt, and I want the world to accept that…but they won't." I too laid down, facing the ceiling. This industry is packed with artificial people…I'm glad I have Reezy…I mean Esco, Cease, Huey, and Jaz to keep me grounded. I haven't had a single botox surgery, plastic surgery, or had any implants done. Cease always told me I should retain my natural beauty…much like my agent Cinnamon Taylor. He was the one that discovered me, and not once had he let anyone alter my appearance. He sees well in me, and he hopes that one day I can pave the way for other curvy women to get on the scene. I keep requesting I have no Photoshop photos released, but they never do it. I guess one day I'll leak my photo's on Twitter myself.
"These people around us suck Cindy…so…with all that aside, how you been doing? How was the London show?"
"It was so cool! It was so nerve racking because I thought I'd fall or something. I'm always scared to fall on the runway…I got to wear my angel wings this time too! I loved wearing those." Those were only worn for special VS shows, and London was like…the Superbowl of Victoria Shows, it was a big deal.
"So what will you be doing tomorrow?" Uh-oh…
"Well uhm…I'm going with Caesar to a party he was invited to." The way she eyed me, she looked like she wanted to say something…but thankfully she chose not to.
"Well, I'm shooting my video for my new song S&M…think you can make it three weeks from today? I'll be shooting it in LA."
"Of course hun." I smiled at her, but her eyes were resenting me. Sigh, you don't think I hear what people say about her? I do…sometimes, backstage during shows…they ask me why I am even friends with her. It's because I want to be. Despite her ways, she's had my back for years…we depend on each other, and I know Jazz would never do anything to intentionally hurt me. I trust her. I love my Jazzy…no matter what. I'm not about to walk out on the only girl who took the time out to be my friend when all the others thought I was some kind of weird dyke bitch. I do hope she gets better tho'.
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Sirayah's POV
"Nicole, I am not wearing any dress." Alice, Nicole and I were at the mall, getting our outfits. Nicole had got herself a tight red halter dress that had her entire back out.
"Why not? This is an opportunity of a lifetime, you gotta make it count." I shook my head. I'm not a prude; I just don't want to give off a groupie vibe...because I'm not.
"Yo Ya-Ya, I'm thinking of getting these skinny jeans, what you think?" Alice held up some stretch black skinny jeans. "I'ma wear my black and gold Hello Kitty tube top with my gold flats."
"Alice, these are celebrities at a club, not a damn trip at the movies!" Nicole rolled her eyes. "How old are you? 20? Stop wearing little kid clothes, grow the fuck up already."
"I can wear what the fuck I want to ho! I'm sick of you!"
"Oh, oh! Now you gotta back bone, where is all this tough talk when Lamiltion beat on you? Sit down and hush little girl. Fight for yourself before you try to call yourself to fight others."
Alice just looked at her, threw the pants down and stormed off. I glared at her.
"What the fuck is your problem?" I hissed at her. "Alice has gone through as much shit in her life as you have, why are being like this? For YEARS you have been trying to yank me from her. Why?"
"I was first! Before she came, I was the one you'd hang with! It's a two crowd! Not three! I am your cousin! Damn, can't I have you to myself without having her depressing ass around?"
I just looked at her. Nicole is a complex woman. She's an only child, and as children she clung to me, seeing me as the sister she always wanted. She did everything for me and with me growing up. She'd come over my house every single weekend, and find trouble to get into. But as I grew older, I had more friends, and was becoming serious about my career as a teacher. She was furious with me that I became friends with Alice. She was so used to having no one around…she became insanely jealous.
"You're pushing me out of your life!"
"No I'm not Nicole, if I was doing that, why the hell would I be up here, getting clothes with you? Going to that fight with you? I know you love me…but I you have to learn to share your time with others." She pouted and folded her arms, how ironic...who is really the one who needs to grow up?
"…If I apologize to Alice…everything will be cool?" she muttered.
"Yes." I said. Sucking her teeth, she grabbed up the pants Alice dropped and bought them. We found Alice sitting on one of the benches. I watched Nicole intensely as she walked up to her.
"…I'm sorry. Look, I still don't like you…but for one night…I'm willing to put that aside so we all can have some fun." She handed her the jeans she bought her. Alice took the jeans and just said "Alright. Thanks." I sighed and shook my head. I pray there won't be any drama tonight!
"Ahhh yeah. Girls, we look so damn bad." I smiled to myself. Nicole had on her dress, accompanied with her leopard pumps and her fresh head of weave haha, Alice was in her black and gold set, with accessories to match and her hair was wrapped up in a bun with single stands of hair coming out. I was wearing my white skinny jeans with my zebra kimono top with the heels and jewelry to match, my hair was left down. Yeah…all our shit was cubic zirconium, plastic and cheap…but fuck it! Tonight we're FANCY with it! Ahahaha! As Alice and Nicole were applying their mascara, my phone rang…it was from a number I couldn't recognize.
"Hello?"
"Hey Sirayah girl!" It was Cindy. I forgot I gave her my number.
"Oh, hey, what's up?"
"Ya'll on ya'll way?"
"Yes ma'am, we're just about to leave."
"Heh, aight lil momma. Peace. Huey is DYING to meet you!" I blushed.
"…Quit fucking with me."
"That's Huey's future job!" she laughed loudly.
"CINDY!" I cried embarrassed.
"It's true! It's been a while since he just looked at a female and went 'damn, I don't mind tappin that.' "
"…That does NOT sound like Huey."
"You never saw him drunk…let alone horny. Huey can get a lil wild when he wants to…he's ashamed of it though, he cries in the corner about it and shit."
I was almost to the brink of tears with laughter. Cindy is a damn fool! Okay, I think I love this girl already.
"Shut up! I'll see you in a few."
"Hahaha, okay, bye Ya-ya." Wow. She figured out my nickname on her own…neat. So, we all hopped in my Altima and got cruising. Nicole put on the hottest Escobar banger; 'How Low Can You Go' Alice clapped to the beat. We sang the chorus:
'I could go low, (Go low) lower then you know,
go low,(go low) lower then you know,
go low,(go low)lower then you know,
go low,(go low) lower then you know,
go low,(go low) lower then you know!'
"Ahhhh girl, I'm so hyped!" Nicole squealed. I looked into the rear view mirror to see Alice grinning from ear to ear. I too was feeling this buzz. I think it was safe to say we were all excited for all that was planning to happen. We're about to enter in their world…a world so distant from our own in a way. I can't explain it. Like I said before…their just people…but it's exciting because not only they're new people…it's people you'd dream of meeting…but put that farfetched idea out your mind. When we arrived at Black Diamond, Nicole was the first out the car. I turned to Alice, who's face was now blank.
"No. I can't. I can't do it! I changed my mind!" she cried.
"Don't get cold feet now!" I shouted. I grabbed her hand. "Look, I'll be with you. Don't worry. They are people, not ravenous wolves."
"What if the paparazzi come and take pictures and ask about us and-"
"Oh please, that won't happen." Alice gave me her most skeptic look I ever seen.
"Look, there are too many stars waltzin' around to be concerned with commoners! Trust me!" I whined. I got out the car and opened her door. She still sat in the car.
"C'mon." I softly pulled her out the car. She was squeezing the life out of my hand…but I can't lie…the closer and closer we got to the door, the more adrenaline was flooding my system. We stood in the line, how were we suppose to get in?
"Now you know you VIP!" My head whipped to my left. Cindy's tall self was standing next to the body guard. Wow. She was wearing this black body suit that was studded around her bust, black stockings, and signature Christian Louboutin heels. I could see the red from here. She had a big black bow on the side of her head and was sporting deep red lipstick with the right amount of smoky eye shadow. She ushered us over to her.
"Welcome ladies. Yo, Chris, these are the VIP guests, let em' through." The enormous guard let us pass, and we entered the unknown world. The music was blastin at full volume, room was hella dark, and flashes of different colored lights danced in my eyes.
"This way ladies!" Cindy called. Alice gripped my hand tighter. Yeah babygirl...I know. Cindy went all the way to the back of the club where the VIP rooms were. She put her hand on the knob, next thing I knew, Alice yelped. Cindy turned to her.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes! I uhm…where's the restroom?"
"Ah…right there." Alice let go of my hand and retreated in the bathroom. Cindy flung the door open and Nicole rushed in.
"Aren't you coming in?"
"Yeah uh…let me check on Alice!" I smiled nervously as I followed my friend. I walked into the bathroom to see Alice hiding in a stall.
"I can't! I'm too scared and nervous!" she shouted at me. Soon enough, Cindy was in there. She leaned on Alice's door.
"You got the jitters huh?"
"...Real bad." Alice admitted.
"It is a wild ride out there…but once you get yo' feet wet…you'll be okay. Come on out and meet my friends." She got off the door so Alice could get out. Cindy put her arms around us.
"I like ya'll…I really do. But I should let you guys know that Nicole hasn't been there for ten minutes and she's getting on their nerves." She sweat dropped. Me and Alice sighed in defeat. Well…so much for a good first impression.
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Riley's POV
THIS bitch! I know I told Cindy to bring her along with the girl Huey want to rush up on…but damn she is SO FUCKING ANNOYING. If I knew her ass would talk and ride my dick this much…I'da said fuck that. Where is the girl anyway? What was her name? Err Sirayah or something? Anyway…I see what Nicole trying to do…the shit ain't working. While she was talking, it was until then did I just really look at her. Of course she couldn't tell, but I was looking down on her, like I do the rest of these scandalous groupies. I condemn them all. She was wearing contacts, weave (blonde no less), fake nails, revealing clothes, you know, your typical hoodrat shit. They're only good for one thing, and they know it's all they got going for them in their entire life. I know what you may think, but I don't care…I'll never respect a woman who won't respect herself. Nicole star struck ass is suffering from a severe case of delusions if she ever think I'll let her ride my coattails. Do you know where all the others are that thought they could change that by opening their legs? They asses at McDonalds, BEHIND the counter, where they asses came from, and that's where they'll stay. I'm not Ray-J, I wish I would let a bitch make money off of me. After that sex tape with that Kim ho…look who got all the attention, look who made all that bread after a sex tape leak. There's no doubt in my mind I can get this chick on her back…but this time…I won't even do it. Superhead in the making here will rip off some other nigga, not me.
"So Esco…where you get all these song ideas from?"
"Fucking ho's."
"…"
Yeah, I'm about to get rude with this one. She was hopping from me to Huey, to EmCea, hoping to snag at least one of us…well when Cindy left of course, her giraffe ass would kick the shit out of her. I turned my attention to the door, and that's when I saw her. That girl, that pretty ass girl, she stood to me from the girl in the white. She was wearing black and gold…two of my favorite colors. I also got a thing for tiny girls; I can tell she was no taller than 5'2. She also had the prettiest brown eyes...ohhh…I'mma have to cop that.
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Huey's POV
There she is…I smiled at her. When they sat with us at the table, Caesar instantly started talking.
"Ladies! Ladies! Where were ya'll go…had to take a shit? Ya'll was absent for a minute!" Cindy sat beside him as she was laughing.
"I'm sorry, that was me, I had some…difficulties in the bathroom." The one in the black and gold say…huh I don't remember her….but I couldn't help but notice how hard Riley was eyeballing her.
"I'm glad you all was able to make it, so what is your name?" I pointed to the unknown one.
"Oh, I am…uh…I'm A-a-alice! Alice Stone! Nice to meet all of you!" she looked at us then smiled and awkwardly stared at the table. I looked back at Sirayah.
"Nice to meet you." I shook her hand. "Nice to meet you too." Her smile was radiant and I must say…she's looking pretty nice in that outfit.
"Ya'll already know me! I'm Michael Caesar, AKA EmCea…BROOKLYN BITCH!" he shouted. I shook my head at him, this nigga will yell Brooklyn to anything, and I do mean anything. How about one time, after I won a match, that nigga yelled out, 'Brooklyn fo' yo' ass sucka!' I'm not even from Brooklyn! What the hell man?
"And I ain't that stereotypical nigga from the East who always says 'son', that shit is offensive son, you feel me? Aye! Where the drinks at? WAITER!" He successfully made the girls laugh, getting them to stop being so obviously nervous.
"So Sirayah, what do you do?" I asked, I was interested on seeing how her mind works.
"I'm a music teacher."
"Shit! For real?" Caesar looked at her.
"Yes, I play three different instruments and I'm currently my mother's apprentice. She taught music for 19 years now…she's thinking of transferring to the University to teach college students. I will follow her footsteps to teach high school students of Hoover High…I wish to someday make a community music shop to teach students outside of school. I love music and that is the very tool to keep urban youths off the streets. Music is universal; anyone can use it to their advantage."
I was supremely impressed; she has yet to disappoint me.
"What all do you play?" I asked her.
"Violin, guitar, and piano."
"Yes! So that means you can play something on my tracks?" Caesar grinned, she smiled and nodded.
"Of course."
"Hey…I'm being serious…I want to see your stuff. I like that you're a musician like us, and to want to use it to help our brothas and sista's…you're officially dope to me." Caesar said nodding.
"I'd too like to see you play." I said. She blushed.
"Ahh guys!" she giggled. The waitress came with a bottle of Vodka, with the choice of cranberry or orange juice chaser."
"Name your poision." I grinned at Sirayah.
"I really shouldn't be drinking on a Sunday due to school…I'll take my vodka with cranberry. I took mine as the same as hers.
"Hey, you wanna…go out in the back patio with me?" I asked her. She looked nervous as hell and looked like she wanted to decline.
"Don't worry…I won't bite." I got up and took her by the wrist, gently pulling her out her seat.
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Riley's POV
Hahaha! That nigga is really on the move! I love it! Go Huey! Hell, I'm about to do the same with Alice.
"Aye yo Alice! So…tell me about yo self…in fact…come sit by me!" I heard Nicole suck her teeth. Bitch, don't you dare.
"Nah, skip that, I'll come to you." I got up out of my seat and as soon as I sat down, I wrapped my arm around her shoulders. Her face got so red; you'd think she had sunburn…how cute!
"Why you so shy?" I pressed. This was amusing to me…I never met a chick like this before. I laughed as her cheeks continue to get darker.
"Damn Riley, leave her alone, hahaha, you so wrong." Caesar laughed. Cindy shook her head.
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Alice's POV
Oh no…I…I…I don't think I can do this! Bad enough I know my face is literally red right now…but he's not making it any better! Ooooh! He's making fun of me on purpose.
"I'm not shy…I'm just flustered."
"Bullshiiiiiit." I rolled my eyes him and looked at him. He was so handsome in person! Guah! Look at those eyes! His hair was freshly braided and he wore all black down to the shoes and was covered from ear to wrist in diamonds.
"So what do you do Al?" I felt fire every time his thumb rubbed across the small area on my shoulder.
"Well…I work as a waitress at TGI Fridays…uhm…I can't really afford college right now…my mother is sick."
"…I'm sorry to hear that. What's wrong with her?"
"She's paraplegic." I whispered.
"…Damn ma. You alright?" I looked at him. Was he really concerned about all this? But I could see and hear the change in his demeanor.
"Yea…I'll be fine. I have to do what I have to do to keep us above water."
"She also has a boyfriend." Nicole chimed in.
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Riley's POV
I turned to the jealous ho.
"Bitch I'on give a fuck….I'ma take her if I have to." I looked at Alice. I was dead serious too. You think a broke ass nigga gon stop ME, Riley Escobar Freeman, from getting my way? Bitch kill ya self for even trying that with me. The nigga already lost by default, there's no way he can compete with me, I'm a class all my own. I like what I see, and I want it, so I'm going to get it.
"You just couldn't resist, could you Nicole? You just had to say something about my business!" Alice cried.
"This is getting awkwarddddd." Caesar sang loudly.
"I just don't see why Riley would want a punching bag, that's all you are. Letting a nigga beat on you like you ain't nothing…because you aren't."
Wait! The nigga HITS her? Aw hell naw! But I can't dwell on that right now…because Alice had jumped up and got in Nicole's face.
"You dumb bitch!" Alice yanked her by her weave! Holy hell! She feisty as fuck…that's hot! Oh shit! Let me stop her though!
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Huey's POV
It was quiet in the patio outside, that's why I wanted to bring us here…sure we could still hear the music, but it was muffled up.
"So…why'd you want us here?" she asked. I'm not the type to dance around anything, so I told her.
"I wanted you here so I can meet and get to know you…I think you're really attractive…and I want to see you." I said. "You appear to be about your business and know what you want out of life and I like that."
"I like a woman who wants to control her own destiny…like my mother." Yvonne…my beloved Yvonne Freeman, she was my granddad's most prized gift from my grandma Dorothy. She and my dad, Maurice was killed in a horrible car accident. It was a fucking drunk driver! And to make life so fair…that person survived, who knows, he's probably off to go kill off more kids' parents. I stopped believing in God after that, why should I? My parents were my world. Both were intelligent, warm, and proud of their blackness. They were stolen from me and my brother because of someone else stupidity.
"I'm sure you're making her real proud!" she smiled.
"She's no longer with us…car accident."
"Oh my God! I'm so sorry! I had no idea!" she put a hand on my shoulder. I shook my head.
"It's fine…she died, as well as my father, when I was only 7 years old…Riley was 5…he doesn't even remember them as much as I do…I hate that."
"I see…" I sat down on the benches they had and patted the spot next to me.
"Huey…I'm flattered that you're interested but…"
"But what?"
"…I dunno…"
"C'mon…I don't buy that. You're worried about being known aren't you?"
"Yes."
"It'll all be fine. People hardly know any of our business, trust me on this, as long as we act normal, no one will be interested." She giggled.
"You honestly think no one will-"
"YA YA! YA YA! ALICE AND NICOLE ARE FIGHTING!" Cindy cried as she opened the door.
Well thank you for your fucking interruption Nicole! I already knew Nicole was with the shit, I don't get that vibe with Alice however. Sirayah sprang up from the bench.
"Crap!" She rushed to the door, I called after her.
"Hey! Hey! Give me your number so I can keep in touch with you." She gave me her number and disappeared back into the club.
Ugh…I was cock-blocked by a damn groupie. Shaking my head, I walked calmly back into the club.
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Riley's POV
I had to hold Alice by her chest so her tube top wouldn't come down, and Caesar was holding Nicole back. She swung on her one last time in the mouth before I spun her around and rushed her out the room, as we were leaving, Sirayah came to us.
"What the hell happened?"
"Yo' cousin bein a hatin' ass bitch!" I whisked Alice away; I want time with her for my self. I lead her out to the back exit and sat her on my car, she was shaking all over.
"Hey, hey, hey, you alright?" I stroked her cheek.
"NO! I hate her!" she screamed. Her hair was messed up, but she was still cute as hell.
"I…I'm sorry, I don't want you to see me like this."
"Nah, I'm straight, you whopped her ass. I like you girl, you super feisty." She just looked at me.
"I'm serious…but hey…are you really letting some nigga put his hands on you?" when she didn't say anything, I got mad.
"C'mon! Why you letting him do that! I don't fully know you yet, but I'm sure yo ass can do better."
"…he threatened to kill my mom if I were to leave! Lamiltion is sick Riley!"
What…the…fuck? I just stared at her…no. No…no…no way! She can NOT be talking about…Lamiltion Taeshawn? I backed away from her in disbelief. That nigga almost killed me when I was 8 for not wanting to be his friend. That nigga is on the LOOSE? I thought he was in jail!
"I know that bitch ass punk." She gasped.
"You do?"
"I knew that fat fuck when I was kid. I thought they sent him to a ward or some shit!"
"They keep releasing him!" I was hot. He was black…how the hell he managed to get out scott free on some evil shit? That made no sense to me. I guess they want him to kill someone one. Like his own people. I tell you…the system is some shit. Ugh…it got me sounding like Huey's goofy ass.
"Well you can bet Alice, he won't be putting his hands on you no' mo'. I'll take care of it."
"It's not your problem to take care of." I stepped back up to her.
"Don't be stupid Alice. Let me help you."
"No!" I folded my arms, as she did too. Defiant, feisty, and confrontational is what I got from her personality. Heh…she's like me in a way. So…being just as defiant, I told her:
"I don't care what you say, I'm gonna help you. Like it or not." I stuck my tongue at her. She didn't want to laugh, so I kept making ugly faces until she did. There was something about her that was pulling me to her. I think she can roll with a nigga like me. I'm not gonna lie, she can just be that one woman who could slow my roll. She the type to wife up and shit, and this is coming from a nigga who thinks marriage is a scam. I said I'm never getting married.
I guess tonight I learned to never say never.
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Alice's POV
Riley wanted to take me home, so I let him. I didn't want Sirayah to end her time with Huey for me. I could care less about Nicole. Riding in his Lamborghini was a thrilling experience. It rode so smooth and the engine was so silent…I would've thought the thing was off! I guess he saw my muse of his car, I heard him laugh.
"You like my blue Lambo huh? This my nigga right here. I wanted this since I was 8 years old."
"It's a cool car! I never thought I'd ever be in one."
"This is just the beginning baby." I blushed.
"Look, tomorrow morning, I have to leave to New York to start recording. I'll be back in Maryland in two weeks. I will visit you then."
"Really?" I asked excitedly.
"Yea lil cutie." I gave me his world famous flirtatious smile. He is something else…and yet...I feel nothing short of joy being around him. When he pulled up to our duplex, he parked his car and we exchanged numbers. As I got out, he grabbed my wrist.
"Sup? No kiss?" I smiled at him.
"Riley Escobar Freeman…you've been running for quite a long time. You should experience what it's like to walk." His expression looked surprised.
"Damn girl…you gon' make me chase you for everythan' huh? Well I don't back down from a challenge. I'll walk with you."
My heart could've exploded in my chest, it was beating so fast. He kissed my hand and took off his diamond studded bracelet and put on my wrist.
"That's my promise to you I'm serious about coming back." He winked. I watched him drive off into the night on the curb. Okay, did that really just happen? My hair blew in the breeze. I clutched the bracelet for dear life with my left hand.
"I swear if you break your promise, I'll hate you." I whispered. I wanted more than anything to see him again.
"Where you been Alice?" I spun around to see Lamiltion in the shadows.
"Lamiltion?" I screamed in shock.
MUAHAHAHA. I purposely stopped there. Until Tuesday folks! R&R fo' me! 8D