GHETTO TALES
If you see them, don't make eye contact. If you see them, don't say a word. If you see them...run. You don't know what you're getting into.
~2 pov's~
Capri Martin had always strived to be the perfect daughter. With a strict upbringing...
amber^^ updating one more time then disappearing for a while. *** Q Grey a few days later... "Okayyyyyy haircut!" I heard from behind me.
I turned around ta see Amber walking in and eyeing me up and down.
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"Stoooop." I cheesed, waving her off.
"It looks good. Especially with the blonde. You should dye it pink next. I feel like it'd suit you."
"You think pink'd look good on me?" I questioned, looking at myself in the mirror of my shop.
"For sure. I feel like you can pull anything off. You just have that...look."
Here my heart go pounding out my chest again. I wanted it to stop. But I wunt used to another girl giving me attention. Even though it was on a platonic level, I ain't know how to react. My head, heart, and dick were all on different pages.
"Chu doin here Amber alert?" I smirked, looking back at her. "I'm workin."
"The nickname...is not it." She laughed, covering her mouth.
Rolling my eyes and smiling, I waved ha off. "I'll work on it."
"Yeah you do that." She chuckled, showing me ha sleeve. "I just came to see if this was normal."
"You did that yesterday...and the day befo that. If you wanted ta see me just say that." I smirked, biting on my bottom lip.
She was blushin now. Cheesin real hard and it was exciting to see. But the minute I started to feel guilty, I stopped the bullshit. I was cuffed and in love. So why couldn't I stop? It was killing me.
"Is it bad that I wanted to see you?" She questioned, looking up at me and batting those long and pretty lashes.
"Why you wanted to see me?" I smirked, stepping closer to ha.
She felt intimidated. I could tell. She wunt used to a nigga like me. But I needed to stop fa real.
"Cause." She shrugged, taking her hand and dusting off my shoulder. "We have a lot of common interests. And...you're really funny. I wanted to laugh...and maybe I don't know...get sum to eat. I'm starving.
I swallowed the spit in my mouth, shocked she was this bold. Had me lost fa words. My heart and my head said no. They said I'd regret it. But my dick was screaming hell yeah.
Ain't know what to do.
"Whatchu want ta eat?" I questioned.
*** Capri Martin It'd almost been a week since Q packed his things and left me. He'd been safe and staying with his mom. That's all I cared about. Other than that, I got no updates from him.
I appreciated his effort to save our relationship by spending time apart. I did miss him a whole lot. Our bed felt so big without his giant ass taking up most of it.
