drought gxg

reminiscing

Nikki's pov

Nikki woke in disbelief, No this bitch didn't go another night sleeping on the fucking couch.

She stretched her body across the bed and mentally prepared herself because she knew today was bout to be a day of reckoning. Her wife was out her rabbit ass mind if she thought that Nikki was gonna just put up with her shit another second. This has gone on long enough.

How did she expect her to go with out any attention or affection? Women need love and affection like they need the air they breath. Nikki was not the type of woman to be stuck in a loveless marriage. Especially since she'd done nothing wrong. she was faithful, loyal, freaky, body was on point, she kept herself up at all times, she worked and handled her business. She knew she was the shit and she refused to settled for less than she deserved. Enough was enough this little fit was gonna end today one way or another.

Leah's POV
Leah woke to banging pots and pans in the kitchen and loud Gospel music. She immediately knew today was not gonna be good. She tossed her laptop to her side, she couldn't believe Queen had put her to sleep again. That was one freaky bitch. The way she described her most intimate desires and how she wanted to be fucked was just to much for Leah to pass up. she was hooked. that woman could put Zane to shame. Now Leah loved Nikki with all her might but if you want that good wholesome wifey type there are some sacrifices that come with it. Leah could never ask her precious princess to do the freak nasty things Queen described wanting to do. That little bust down couldn't  hold a candle to her Nikki and she knew it. So she had no problem living out her fantasies via late night Skype chats with her. Leah knew she was wrong and how bad she was hurting Nikki but at least she wasnt out acting upon her hidden desires. a little computer loving never hurt no body. Hell Nikki knew what she getting into when she got with her. Leah to this day can't figure out how she got so lucky to tie down the preacher's daughter. She thought back to the day she first laid eyes on the firecracker that is her wife.

It was a hot night, but of course in Atlanta they all are. This particular night though was scorching. Leah had put electrical tape over her nipples and opted out of a shirt all together. she threw on a pair of white basketball shorts, some Nike flops, let her loccs hang, grabbed her shades and was out the door before Tamika could wake up. She was not about take that whiney, extra ass bitch any where with her. She'd just ruin Wine Down Wednesday for her. So she did what any stud would do in her situation, she fucked her to sleep and slipped out.

 Another one bites the dust.

 Tamika was oblivious to the fact that Leah had been Strategically removing her belongings from the loft they shared in Midtown over the last couple of weeks . Leah wasn't a fuckboy though she couldn't leave a female stuck, so she'd paid the rent up for 3 months which should give her enough time to find a roommate or move. But as far as Leah was concerned Tamika and her were done. Leah jus didn't do ghetto or Goodbyes for that matter. If Tamika hadn't figured out what kind of woman she wanted or that she didn't fit the requirements that's on her. Leah was in the wind.

Leah loaded up the last of her clothes in TJ's car and dipped. TJ's was cool enough peoples and they went way back but Leah wouldn't consider her a friend. More like a pet tiger they cool and all as long as you keep feeding them but the minute u stop that motherfucker wouldn't hesitate to eat your ass. That was all good with Leah though. She felt like she needed a grimmy motherfucker on her team to keep her a little gutter. Always gotta remember where u you come from.
Leah was raised in the bluff and knew what it meant to rise from the trenches. Although u couldn't tell by the way she lived life now, but she'd come a long way from selling nick bags down in the trench below Five Points. She had become a millionaire through a lucky  investment in her cousin Poochy's weed distribution company. Who would've thought they'd actually legalized that shit. Lord knows neither her or her cousin did. But when he pitched the half cocked idea to her 3yrs ago off on some high shit she went for it and it was the best high conversation she ever had. One of smart dumb ass conversations you have when the loud start talking on its own. they smoked a quarter in one session and sat up the rest of the night forming a business plan and everything.