Do you really want me

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"Umm party tonight house concert" he said than rolled his eyes and sucked his teeth
"I mean concert party tonight house" he rolled his eyes again

I couldn't help to smile it was cute, he opened his mouth again to speak but I spoke before he got a chance

"I got it, party at your house tonight after the concert, I'll be there" I said walking away from him

I can just feel him smiling from ear to ear. I just know I have to be looking cute tonight.

TAMIKA POV
I was sleep snuggled up against Bobby chest, then I heard noise of someone trying to open my door than a loud bang

"Tamika Lashay Williams open this Goddamn door" my dad said screaming

Me and Bobby instantly jumped up

"Get in the closet" I said opening up my closet door

"I know it's a boy in there his car outside" he said

Bobby started picking up his stuff to bring in the closet. Than my dad busted my door open.

"Daddy this is not what it looks like"

"It looks like my daughter is out here being a slut" he said walking closer to me and my mom walking in behind him

"Sir it's no need to call her out her name she didn't do anything" Bobby said

"Are you the boy that bought her all those hooker clothes, you that Bobby boy" my dad asked

"Dad listen Bobby and I didn't do anything he just came to talk and we both fell asleep" I said fast before he could cut me off

He walked up to my dresser and picked up a small piece of the joint that was left over from last night

"You smoking weed now" he said in a stern voice

"Oh my God I got two drug addicted daughters" my mom yelled

"Sir that was mine she didn't even smoke I apologize for bringing it into your house"

"I know you smoked this little girl, and I know you probably having sex, you probably had sex with him, for him to buy you them hooker clothes"

Tears started rolling down my eyes because he really thinks I'm some hoe.

"Sir listen your daughter is a very respectable girl"

"I don't want to hear all that, your just following in your sister footsteps with that being said I want you and this little boy out of my house pack your shit and get out" he said yelling

"If I leave I'm not coming back" I yelling at him

"Then don't" he said walking away and my mom following him

As soon as he left I slammed the door and started crying Bobby pulled me into a hug

"You don't need them, you got me, just come back to Boston with me"

"I hate him, every since he ran my sister off I hated him" I said crying harder into his shirt

After a couple more minutes of crying. I started to pack up my clothes. when I was done I had like 4 suitcases filled. I walked down stairs and seen my parents in the living room I looked at them one more time before leaving. My dad looked the other way.

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