wasted love

the meetup

"Ana... come on." Mariah speaks through their FaceTime call. "You never come out and it's just a kickback. Nothing crazy."

"Mariah... I said no." Ana replies as she grabs grapes from the bowl on the island she sat at "You know that's not really my thing."

"Chile, you need to start living your life. You're too beautiful to be locked up indoors." Mariah begs. "Listen, if you come to this kickback with me I promise I'll go see that stupid play with you on Sunday."

"It's not stupid. It's a classic. Honestly, I don't think that's a fair trade."

"Bitch it is. Come on.... Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee"

"Fine. Just shutup."

"Yay!" Mariah claps her hands excitedly. "Be ready in a hour I'll come get you."

Anastassia nods and ends the call before focusing back on her grapes.

"Going out?" Aaliyah ask while entering into the kitchen.

"You stay in my business." Ana laughs.

"You barely have any business my love."

"Ouch. That's rude."

"It's the truth." Aaliyah shrugs before grabbing one of her grapes. "A kickback I heard?"

Ana nods confirming what she had just heard.

"Well come on. Let's find you something to wear in my closet cause you don't have shit in yours."

Anastassia rolls her light hazel eyes and follows behind her sister up the stairs and down the hall toward her bedroom. Ana sighs and sits down on Aaliyah's king sized bed next to her poodle Peach.

"Alright. I have this dress is green, red and white. Where are you going? Like what's the setting?"

"I have no clue." Ana responds while petting the dog, completely tuning out her sister. She didn't want to go and planned on throwing on some jeans and a graphic t shirt. "I do know I'm not wearing that. It's going to show too much skin."

"It's just your belly Ana. My goodness you're way too beautiful to be so covered up all the time."

"It's just my style Aaliyah." Ana stands and walks over to the closet where Aaliyah was digging for something new. "I'll wear jeans and a crop top. That's all you're getting from me."

"I bet the jeans are gonna be high waisted."

"You know it." Ana smiles before kissing Aaliyah's cheek and leaving the bedroom before she could pressure her any further.

"At least wear some heels!" Aaliyah shouts before Ana shuts her bedroom door.

•••••

Ana steps inside the medium sized home squinting her eyes trying to see through the smoke filled atmosphere. Hand in hand with her friend Jackie they finally adjust to the loud music, smell of weed and people seated everywhere there was a seat available.

"It's ghetto as hell in here. Nothing but drug dealers and bangers." Jackie whispers as the two of them step into the kitchen.

Everyone seems to pause when they step inside, looking over in the direction of the two innocent looking women.

"Oh nah... bitch where Mariah got us at?" She whispers again.

"I have no idea." Ana replies.

"What's ya name?" A young man with braids, a beard, and a nice smile questions Jackie.

Ana looks over his facial features seeing the tattoos on his arms, neck and a few on his face. She turns her nose up unintentionally warning a chuckle from someone she hadn't even bothered to look over and acknowledge.