"Christopher stop it damn." I popped his hand after he pinched my ass. This nigga always has to be a damn distraction.
"What are you doing?" He asked after lying down on the bed next to me.
"I'm trying to add everything up."
"My store remember." He nodded. "I'm trying to figure out how much I'm about to spend on the renovation alone."
"I told you don't worry about the price."
"No I am going to worry about the price." I told him and he sighed. Here he goes, always want me to not worry about something. Believe me I'm not complaining but I want to make sure I'm not going overboard with my shit. He was paying for it but I didn't want to over do anything just because I'm not footing the bill.
Right now I was on my grown woman shit. I just turned 18, I have a diploma and even though I'm still young as hell I wasn't trying to be like girls my age especially the ones dealing with guys in this lifestyle. They get with a man that has money and they don't do shit. They sit around and let him take care of them.
Yes it's an alright feeling knowing I don't have to want for anything. I'm taken care of, that's fine but it's a better feeling knowing you're doing something to make your own coins. I need something to do and just working part time at a store isn't it. I need my own thing, my own brand. So I'm being smart with the money and notoriety he gives me. He's willing to give me more than a couple of stacks just because it's Thursday, fuck it I'm turning this into millions.
"Why can't you just let me write the blank check?"
"I don't want to you to Chris. Just let me do this please?" I looked at him and asked.
"Fine, you got it. Just tell me what I need to do when it comes time to."
"Thank you very much."
"Let me ask you something," He said.
"Go ahead and ask."
"What do you think about marriage?" When he asked me that, I just looked at him.
"Why are you asking me that?"
"I want to know what's going on in your head."
"Alright," I sat up. "I think it's fine if it's for the right reasons."
"What are the right reasons?"
"You have to really love that person. I mean the kind of love that makes you weak at your knees. The thought of that person not being there drives you insane. It has to be unconditional. You have to love their flaws and all. It's not a game. It's a very serious thing."
"So would you ever want to be married?"
I smiled a little bit. "Yeah, with somebody I am truly in love with hell yeah. I don't want it to be all great then when break up. I want to be with a man for the rest of my life. I don't believe in divorce."
"At all, I know it sounds weird. People get divorced like it's nothing these days."
"What if he cheats?"
"He shouldn't, I don't think of it like that. Don't get me wrong I'm not a pawn you're not about to play me, but I feel like when I make those vows they're going to be for life. I'm not going to leave my husband."
"That's what's up." He smiled.
"I guess," I shrugged. "I still don't understand why you asked me that though."
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This story was written by a young lady on tumblr. I don't know her user name but all credit goes to her! W I F E Y Wifey is the one that is irreplaceable...She is the girl that the guy loves and will always love, he never wants to see her with anoth...