"Watch yo fucking mouth when you talking to me Ariana. I ain't like these other niggas Aight?" He said through gritted teeth.

I looked away, pushing him off me. I got in the truck and he got in before he pulled off.

The ride was silent and I honestly didn't have anything to say to him.

I hated that I was so mad. He wasn't my man and he hasn't gave me any dick to be going crazy over. Omg, just imagine if he did.

I don't know what he was doing to me but I didn't like it. It was something about him and I couldn't put a finger on it.

Was I crushing? Nah baby, Ariana don't crush on nobody.

Feeling Dave's stare, I flicked him off, hearing him chuckle.

*
As we sat in Chili's, I picked at my food. I wasn't even hungry, let alone had the energy.

I could feel Dave's stare on me which cause me too look up and meet eyes with him.

"You mad at me ma?" He asked.

"Why would I be mad?" I asked.

"You know why. You flashed out on me like you was mad." He said and I shook my head.

"Mad over you fucking that girl? Yeah that wasn't the case." I lied. I indeed was fucking mad but again, I had to ask myself why.

"Look Ari, if you got feelings for a nigga, say that." He spoke.

"I don't and never will." I said, shrugging my shoulders.

"That's a lie." He said.

"You acting like you the only nigga in here Dave. It's never a problem for me to get a man." I said and he chuckled.

"So why won't you?" He asked and I cocked a brow.

"Because I don't want too. Besides, if I was to even look in a guys direction you will do the most." I said.

"You damn right." He spoke.

"But why is that exactly?" I asked and he stared at me before looking away and laughing.

"I'm just doing my job." He said with his hands up in surrender.

"Yeah okay." I said.

"But like I said. If you crushing on a nigga, admit it." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"Because like I said the other day, I'm not like these other niggas you've fucked with." He said and I sighed, tuning him out.

"You ain't nobody." I said.

"Aight. I'll show you." He said and my eyes shot to him.

"What you mean by that?" I asked.

"Don't worry about it. You heard me." He said and I squinted my eyes at him.

I watched as his eyes roamed the restaurant. I seen that his face had turned up with a frown causing me to follow his eyes.

Turing my neck slightly, they landed on 5 black men that wore all black.

Two were blocking the entrance door, one by the podium looking at me with a smirk and another two sitting at an empty table near us.

"Come on." Dave demanded as he threw a hundred dollar bill onto the table.

He grabbed my hand, pulling me from the booth causing me to stumble. We walked down a hallway, passing the bathrooms and out an exit door.

"Dave what's going on? You know those men?" I asked but he ignored me.

He took me on the drivers side of his truck, opening the door.

"Get in." He said and I did as told, still confused.

Watching Dave pull out a gun, my eyes grew wide in shock as he pulled out the clip, checking it before sticking it back in.

I looked up to see if anybody was watching but I only seen the same men walking out and heading our way.

"Dave their coming." I said but he didn't say anything. Instead, he just threw me his keys.

"Go home and lock all the doors. Call your father and tell him what happened. I'll see you in a minute." He spoke solemnly.

"What? I'm not leaving you here!" I said as he closed the door.

"Go Ari!" He shouted at me and I started the ignition before pulling out of the parking lot of Chili's.

As I made my way down the street, I could hear many gunshots rang out.

Lord please protect him.

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