Coffee (Urban Lesbian)

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Just then a knock was heard on the door and she went to answer it. I walked back into my room to check myself out.

I looked in the mirror and I couldn't believe what I saw. I looked gorgeous. My chocolate skin was glowing, and the dress made curves I never thought I would have.

I over heard Alyssa and her friend talking.

"Breonna, I really think you two will be great together."

"You are always trying to set me up with one of your friends. How does she look."

"Well, she's a smart, beautiful piece of chocolate."

I smiled at my roommate.

"Did you say chocolate, as in darkskin?" Her friend asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"I'm sorry, I only date light skinned girls."

"And why is that?" I could hear the anger in Alyssa's voice.

"Dark skin girls aren't attractive."

Oh no she didn't.

I slid on my shoes and made sure the click of my heels could be heard as I walked down the stairs.

"Hey beautiful." Alyssa said as my eyes came into contact with hers.

"Danielle, this is my best friend Breonna. Bre this is my roommate Danielle."

"Hi." I fake smiled after she introduced the two of us.

"Wassup." Bre said nodding her head.

We all hopped into Bre's car and drove to the club.

When we got inside the club Fetty Wap's Trap Queen was on full blast.

We walked over to our booth and Bre left to go flirt with some girls.

"She's fine ain't she." Alyssa said nudging my arm.

"Yeah, but apparently I'm too dark for her." I said rolling my eyes.

"You heard that?" Alyssa said sounding surprised.

"I heard everything."

"I'm so sorry." She said rubbing my shoulder.

"It's okay I'm good."

Bre came back to our booth with a bottle of my favorite drink, Hennessey.

"Ugh, you know I don't fuck with dark liquor." Alyssa huffed.

"Bitch you tripping this Henny." I laughed.

"See somebody's on my side." Bre smiled.

Damn, this girl was fine as hell, and her smile could make any girl fall in love.

After a couple of cups of Hennessey I was drunk.

We all went to the dance floor. Just then Freak hoe by Future came on and I began twerking.

As soon as I started dancing I felt someone come behind me, but I didn't care who it was.

When the song was over I turned around to see who the person was and it was Breonna. She winked at me and I went to find Alyssa.

Bre stumbled behind me, we were both drunk as hell, thank God Alyssa wasn't drinking. We went back to our booth and Alyssa was talking to some guy.

"I gotta pee." I whined.

Breonna was the only one who heard me and she walked with me to the bathroom.

"You are fine as hell did you know that?" I asked Bre as I began washing my hand.

"Yeah, I mean I get it a lot." She said licking her lips.

"Why don't you like dark skins?" I asked putting my hand on my hip.

One thing about me when I'm drunk, is that I become very blunt, and assertive. Two things that the sober me struggles with.

"They aren't attractive to me."

I walked up to her and whispered in her ear," So, I'm not attractive."

"I didn't say that, you're pretty for a dark skin girl."

"Why can't I just be pretty?" I snapped.

"Can you stop with the questions, this is not the first 48."

"So, you've never been with a dark skin girl."

"Nope" she said popping the "p" sound.

"They say the darker the chocolate, the richer the taste." I said walking out of the bathroom.

Bre followed behind me and laughed, "This liquor got you tripping baby girl."

I rolled my eyes at her, she's really pissing me off. In all seriousness, her light skin fetish annoys me.

"Let's go." I said to Alyssa as she was still at the booth.

She said goodbye to her friend and drove back to our apartment.

"I can go home ya know." Bre slurred as she sat on our coach.

"You are in no way fit to go home, now make yourself comfortable."

Bre began talking her clothes off and man she had a body out of this world, and her tattoos made her look sexier, too bad she's colorist.

I went into my room and took off my dress and heels that were killing me. My breasts roamed freely as I searched for my PINK sports bra.

"Nice boobs." Bre said.

I jumped and immediately covered my chest.

Bre layed on my bed and got underneath my blanket.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm trying to go to sleep, but you are disrupting me."

"There is a couch down stairs."

"Yeah but its warm in here, relax coffee I won't touch you."

"Coffee?" I questioned.

"Yeah, you got skin like coffee."

"You're an asshole." I said putting on my sports bra.

"Look, I'm sorry if I made you mad or anything, but I was just being honest. You seem like a cool girl, lets try being friends in the morning, I'm not so bad when I'm sober."

"Sure." I dragged hopping into my bed, I really needed some sleep.

"Good night coffee." Bre said.

"Shut the fuck up." I said failing into a nice slumber.