My Thug Love Story

Chapter 2 : Hate

I walked into his house with my heels off. "Your a what?" I asked in disbelief , how could I get my self involved in this.

"Drug lord." He repeated throwing me a towel. "Now go take a shower you smell like beer." He demanded.

"What makes you think I want to take a shower in your house. You probably try something." I told him.

He rolled his eyes. "I probably will ,but just go take a shower and my room
Is to the left." He told me. I went upstairs and got lost. Damn , he's house was big for a 20 year old. I finally found the bathroom and got in.

I heard a knock on the door and knew it was King. "What!" I yelled out he came in. The curtain were see threw so I felt embarrassed. "What the hell! I hate you!" I yelled.

"Damn , shawty , you have a nice body." He said biting his lips. I covered my self with my hands like that would work. "Your a virgin aren't you?" he asked.

"No." I lied. I wanted to show him I'm bold so I spoke up. "Come in." I whispered. He did as he was told. I turned my back so I wasn't facing him and he held my waist as I washed.

"Kiss me." I said.

"No. I hate you remember." I told him closing my eyes.

"Then why are you holding my hands." I looked down to find I was holding his hands. I was that scared. I turned to face him. He kissed me softly on my lips and looked up to see my reaction.

I quickly left the bathroom with a towel around me. I went into his room a locked the door. I threw on some of his clothes and socks and went I to the living room. "Can you take me home?" I asked.

"Why , I thought you liked me." he said

"I d-"

"Then stay , with me , I'll take you out tomorrow . Please." He said. I nodded my head yes. I guess I'm staying over a Thugs house.

I slept in the guest bedroom and he slept in his room. I wasn't ready to share a bed. The next morning I woke up at 11:00 , I was tired as hell. I dragged myself out of bed and into the kitchen. "Good morning." He said

"Good morning , what's for breakfast." I asked jumping on the counter.

"IHOP , I don't cook." He said. I laughed.

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We got ready and headed out. I wore one of his big t shirts and leggings. King was wearing a all black tshirt and baggy sweats on. King was tall about 6' and was light skinned , pretty hazel eyes and a nice 6-pack.

"Table for 2 , Ricardo." King said to the waiter. He nodded his head nervously and sat us in a nice romantic table.

"You know this place pretty well don't you." I said sitting down crossing my legs. "Is this the place you take all those hoes , then sleep with them?" I asked.

I seen his jaw tighten. "I'm not as bad as you think."

I sighed. "Whatever. I'm not that hungry anyway." I said sitting back.

"I'll just get us a couple of coffee and eggs." He told meaning back.

I nodded my head. We just finished eating and left. "Can you take me to Mo's house for a while?" I asked.

"Sure , I'll pick you up and a couple of hours." He told me pulling up to Mo's house. She lived with both of her parent. Her dad was a preacher , ironically , and her mom was just the preachers wife. They never approved of the people she hanged with but who cares. Fuck them.

"Damn , girl , I thought the cops would've gotten you." She said running up hugging me and picking me. Damn the girl has the hands.

"I've missed you boo." I said. I looked back to find King already gone. "King brought me here." I said.