Dominic's Rose

Nine

Rose went home around 1 am. That girl knows how to hold a conversation. She kind of got a little deep last night, I still barely know what she was talking about. You can love me or hate me I don't care. Love isn't important in my life.

*Knock knock knock*

Darron opened the door with no shirt on.

"Man what you doing here?" He was really jumpy and kept looking over his shoulder.

"Do you have my charger? You've been borrowing it for like a week now you better be lucky I have a backup."

"Uhhh, shit, let me find it." He quickly turned around and searched for it like his life depended on it.

"Bro calm down, relax. Why is your shirt off?" I giggled a little.

"Darron baby, I can't hold this position forever." A lustful voice came from the bedroom.

"Uhh baby! Don't say nothing else, Dominic's here." Darron shouted up the stairs.

"Oh hi Dom."

"Wassup Trina." I smirked and then glanced back at Darron.

"Just bring my charger by my house tomorrow bro." I laughed while heading to the door.

"Ok." He hurried behind me to close the door.

"Aye...handle that." We bumped fists and exchanged our sneaky facial expressions. I left.

I got in my car and chuckled to myself about how Darron got his girl back so easily. I got a phone call before I could even start my car.

"Wassup Meech?" I said.

"Nothing much what you been up to?"

"I been chillin and working pretty much. I ain't heard from you since your last party." I started my car.

"I know bro, Darron cool?"

"Yeah he aight."

"Ok cool cause I'm throwing another party on Friday and I want y'all there."

"Meech you making a killin off these parties man. You know I'll be there!"

"Aight. Bring somebody with you." He said.

"Why?"

"Because I don't want you sitting in the corner alone again when a slow song come on." He laughed.

"Man whatever. I'll be there."

We hung up.

I don't normally work on Sunday's but today my boss asked me to come in. He was paying extra so I couldn't say no.

I walked in Footlocker, in uniform ready for work, but then I saw my baby looking sexy as usual.

"Wassup Shawnie." I approached the counter. She remained quiet.

"My hearts all better from you throwing ya little boyfriend in my face." I said.

"It's your own fault. I told you I don't want you." She rolled her eyes.