"Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Provin nature's laws wrong it learned how to walk without havin feet. Funny, it seems to by keeping it's dreams; it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from...
Layla had just left her Adult Nursing lecture and was rushing back to her apartment to take a nap. Finals were a few weeks away and she needed some rest before she began studying. Cardi B's new song I like it played softly on the radio and she quickly turned it up to sing along.
"I like texts from my exes when they want a second chance, I like proving niggas wrong I do what they say I can't," she sang loudly while laughing. How ironic that this morning she woke up to a random text from her bitch ass ex Josiah. Josiah was that ex that every female had or eventually will have. At first the relationship was amazing, and you think that you found your soulmate then... BOOM... shit goes sideways, he reveals he really is an "aint shit nigga" and you are left with a broken heart.
Layla and Josiah had started dating when she was in the eleventh grade. She was 15 years old, just a few months away from being 16, and he was nineteen. They met the summer prior to her junior year at a house party. After two months of talking on the phone late at night, meeting up during the day and hanging out they decided to make it official.
The first two years was what is known as the "honeymoon" phase. Layla was happy as can be, she didn't have to worry about any groupies or distractions in her relationship. However, all good things must come to an end.
Shortly after her high school graduation, Layla sensed a change in Josiah, he started going out more and wearing flashy accessories. Layla was no ass so the first thought to cross her mind was that he was slangin rocks or something. So, Layla confronted him.
"Let me ask you a question Josh, where are you getting all this money from," she asked. Josiah watched her like she crazy, "Girl, what you mean? Why you always tripping?"
"Why are you getting so defensive like you hiding something? Like all of a sudden you dripped down like you apart of Migos," she said while walking away. "Forget I said anything. If you living that fast life leave me out of it." -----------------------------------------------------------
Layla quickly parked her Jeep and ran up the stairs to her apartment which she shared with her best friend, Nadirah. As she reached her room and dropped her books on her desk, she heard a low thumping. Curious to find out where the sound was coming from she tiptoed outside-- Nadirah's door was slightly open.
I know this bitch isn't in there getting dick, she thought to herself. "Oh my gosh, papi", she heard Nadirah moan loudly. "Papi? You not even Spanish though," Layla whispered out loud.
She quickly shuffled back to her room. "Damn I ain't had dick in a while. What is life," she groaned. Suddenly her phone pinged—a text from Headphanie.
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Headphanie's real name was Cassie. Layla and Cassie met shortly after her break up from Josiah at a local coffee shop. Layla immediately picked up on Cassie's flirting, however she quickly shot her down explaining that she wasn't into girls. But, Cassie was not taking no as an answer, she continued to pursue Layla until they exchanged numbers. After a few weeks of texting back and forth, Layla finally agreed to go to the club with her. Several drinks later, Layla found herself on her back and Cassie's face in between her thighs. Drunk or not, that was the best head she had ever received. From that day, a new relationship was formed between the two.
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Layla saw the message and left her on read.
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Layla already knew what she wanted. Smirking she replied ok.
Ten minutes later, Cassie was walking into Layla's bedroom. She immediately pulled Layla into her connecting their lips in a slow sensual kiss. Layla could feel the excitement stirring in her lower region causing her to moan lowly.
"You know I love to hear you moan, don't hold back," Cassie said as she began to remove Layla's clothes. Once they were both naked, Cassie pushed her back onto the bed and slowly spread her legs. "You got such a pretty pussy girl".
Can you shut the fuck up and get to work, damn girl, Layla thought to herself. She grabbed Cassie's head to signal her to start. Cassie began slow by extending a hand to rub Layla' clit. She then blew on it and started lapping at the flesh in front of her.
"Oh yes, right there," moaned Layla as she felt a finger being inserted and curled to stimulate her G-spot. Cassie speeded up her movements causing Layla to rotate her hips. "Aww fuck, yesss. Don't stop, please."
"You like that baby," Cassie asked. She knew Layla was near her first orgasm when she felt her walls tightening around the two fingers she now had inserted. She quickly drew back her fingers laughing, "oh no baby you not about to cum so quick."
Layla's head shot up fast, "what the fuck are you doing?"
Cassie began to climb on top of her, "relax, let me take my time. You know I always leave you satisfied". Grabbing onto Layla's B-cup breast, Cassie began leaving light kisses around the areola, swiping her tongue around the nipple.
The fire inside of Layla's pit began burning again from the sensual move. Cassie then moved Layla's right leg up putting them into the scissoring position. Grinding slowly into her, Cassie moaned loudly from the sensation.
"Faster, go faster," Layla moaned. She could hear the wetness from the two of them and it excited her more. "Oh my gosh I'm gonna cum."
Cassie applied more pressure while sucking on her neck leaving multiple hickies. Moving swiftly while remaining a steady rhythm, she felt her orgasm on the rise as well. "Oh gosh I love you so much baby, oh ,oh fuck I'm cumming", Cassie yelled.
Layla was cumming as well, but she damn well heard that comment. She pushed Cassie off her and hurried to bathroom. After a ten-minute shower, Layla emerged from the bathroom getting ready to take her much needed nap. She noticed that Cassie was still in her bed buck ass naked like the day she was born. "Girl why are you still here. I need to take a nap so that I can stay up tonight to study."
Cassie sucked her teeth, "why you always trying to kick me out you don't ever want to spend any time with me. Got me feeling like a side bitch."
"Sooo, we didn't just spend time together." Layla asked nonchalantly. This is what she didn't like about Cassie—her clinginess.
Cassie took that as her cue to leave, she got up and began putting on her clothes. "You always do this. I come over, I make you cum and then you want me to leave. Nothing more, no cuddling, no how you been, nothing. I'm so sick of being used."
Layla grabbed Cassie before she could leave, "I'm sorry, I don't want you to feel like I don't care but I told you from the beginning that I don't want a relationship. I've been hurt badly in the past and I don't want to go through it again. My main focus is getting me degree and you know this."
"I understand but I won't hurt you, I understand so I'm not forcing a relationship on you, I just want you to open up more to me. I really do love you."
"Okay. But I do need to take a nap so text me later."
Cassie nodded and reached down to kiss Layla goodbye. Layla accepted the kiss then walked her out. When she walked back to her bed, she changed the sheets, got into bed and took a well-deserved nap
