*July 4th// 1 month later*
DeAndre POV
Its my BIRTHDAAAAAAAY! Ya boy is ready turn all the way up! This mornin' I woke up, showered, & went to the kitchen. Brooklyn cooked breakfast & gave me head dis mornin'. Best shit eva, head game strong! Afta our lil session, I headed to the shop. When I got hea', I opened up & went to my office. Its early but I got some shit that gotta get done. Afta I finish handlin' dis, I'm goin' to get higher than tha sky. Dez said he got some planned fa me sooo lets see what dats all about.
Brooklyn POV
My wall is comin' down, slowly but surely. Butttt, its my baby's birthday & i got him some special. Welll... A couple things lol. Ok ok, a lot of things & he hate gifts. But! Ion care cause he deserves it. Plus its not like ion got tha money fa it. Right na, I'm puttin' his stuff away. Then tha doorbell went off. I walked to the door & looked out tha peephole. I opened tha door fa Ash & Dee.
Me: "Heyyyyyyy!"
Dreyah: "Hey! Where's the birthday boy?" I pouted
Me: "Work."
Ashanti: "That man neva stops workin'." I giggled.
Me: "I know." I continued to put his gifts away.
Dreyah: "How's my bae?" She asked rubbin' my stomach.
Me: "Stop dat! Only Dre can do that, unless you tryna fuccccck." She moved her hand so fast, lol. "Baby's fine. Hungry as fuck tho. Feel like its eating my organs."
Ashanti: "Then go eat."
Me: "I did, I just ate."
Ashanti: "For two?"
Me: "Rigggght, dat woulda been smart." They just laugh.
Dreyah: "You got Dre all this shit?"
Me: "Yep."
Dreyah: "Yo pootang gone hurt tonight." I laughed. "You gave him birthday sex today?"
Me: "Not yet. Well, orally.."
Ashanti: "TMI." I giggled.
Me: "Bitch! You was just tellin' us about you & Trevor having sex on tha beach."
Ashanti: "Sooo that was good sex too." I shook my head
Dreyah: "Anyway, what is he doin' fa it?"
Me: "Gonna hang with tha boys. Like the whole strip club thing."
Ashanti: "And you okay with this?"
Me: "Im his girlfriend, not his mom. Ion wanna suffocate him. He know what's at home & if he cares about what's at home.. He wouldnt do nothin' stupid."
Dreyah: "That's very adult of you."
Me: "I'm working on it, plus.. Im carryin' his child.. Ion think he would fuck me ova."
Ashanti: "He's excited?"
Me: "Girl, pass that. The nigga done got names already!"
Ashanti: "Awwww!" She coo'ed.
Dreyah: "Lordy! Lets pray it ain't a girl cause he gone go crazy!"
Me: "He wants a girl. He wants a "Daddy's princess" so bad." I said usin' air quotes.
Ashanti: "Wait til she start datin', he gone fuck with her date like Marcus did in Bad Boys." I laughed.
Me: "Yup! And yall know he stay strapped. Let a bee sting her... He causin' world war 3!" They laughed. "So, let's hope its a boy."
Ashanti/Dreyah: "Agreed."
Me: "Can we go eat?" They nodded.
I grabbed my purse & keys then we headed out. Since I gotta eat healthy, We just went to SubWay. That sub was hit too!
DeAndre POV *Next morning*
Man! Last night was beyond.... Turnt. I was pass high. I couldn't even go home last night. I just walked in tha house. Ima keep it real witchu... I fucked up. Fa one, I didn't come home last night... But thats some she'll get ova. Fa two, lil shawty from tha party gave me a hickey. Since I was fucked up, I aint pay it no mind but now... This shit got my undivided attention. Brooklyn gon' explode on my ass mane. When I walked in tha house, I went straight to tha room. She was still sleep.. So dats good. I slid in bed beside her, then she turned around.
Brooklyn: "You needa get all tha last night off you before you touch me." She said with her eyes closed.
I got up & showered, then went back in tha room, but she won't in there.
Me: "Brooklyn!" She walked in the room. "Aye I gotta talk to ya.."
Brooklyn: "Umk, wait.. How was the party?"
Me: "It was ight..."
Brooklyn: "Ight? Maybe a lil more than ight, yo ass ain't come home last night."
Me: "I know.. I was faded & they ain't want me drive home."
Brooklyn: "Oh, well you missed alot."
Me: "Like what?"
Brooklyn: "I gotchu alotta stuff & you missed out on yo birthday sex." She said sittin' on my lap.
Me: "Damn..." She chuckled & pushed me down on the bed.
Brooklyn: "You seem a lil off.. You straight?"
Me: "Um, yeah.. We can talk lata."
*One hour later*
I know I shouldn't have waited but that was needed, lol. Afta we finished, we showered & got back in bed. Im surprised she aint notice it, to be honest.
Me: "Ight.. Lets talk.." She looked at me.
Me: "I was hella faded last night & at the party, it was a bunch of strippers & one...." I paused.
Brooklyn: "One what? Hol' up! I know yeen got a fuckin' hickey on yo damn neck that I DID NOT PUT THERE!" She yelled gettin' up.
Me: "Babe I was try-"
Brooklyn: "FUCK THAT! You have a damn hickey on yo neck, Dre! A lap dance? Thats fine! But a fucking hickey?! SERIOUSLY?"
I grabbed her hand, but she snatched it back.
Brooklyn: "Do NOT fuckin' touch me!" She spat.
Me: "I was high, I wasn't thinkin' bout it. I fucked u-"
Brooklyn: "Seriously? Thats yo excuse? Didnt you just tell me & i quote "Ian them otha niggas. I can see whats in front of me & realize how good it is. And ian gone trade my dime fa a penny"? WELL! YOU ARE! YOU ARE EXACTLY LIKE THEM." She yelled then stormed out.
Ion even kno' what to say. When she's pissed, she's pissed. And her wall was finally startin' to come down. Shit!
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Ooh! Dre in trouble!
Sadly, she was finally letting her wall down.
Did she overreact?
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Bad Gal |August Alsina|
Teen FictionComing from a broken home, Brooklyn chooses to protect herself at all times, her wall is always up & she doesnt have a filter. What happens when DeAndre puts her in her place? Will her wall stay up or come down? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. No part of this...
