When fulltime bachelor Pheonix Johnston moves across the hall from very boo'd up Vanity Stewart things start to get heated. Meadow Towers is home to many residents, the further up you go the more luxurious things become. Vanity is living comfortably...
How can I explain Adrian and I relationship? Okay, we met during a very rough period in my life. He helped me get on my feet by showing me the tricks and trades of the real world. We didn't give ourselves time to become just friends because we instantly started dating he knew he wanted me from the jump and vice versa—it was really that simple.
His moms hated my freaking guts though.
I swear to god she'd rather see her successful son with some white chick instead of a hood girl like myself but her opinion or anybody else who was against us didn't matter.
The downside of things was that Adrian had a tendency to be a workaholic so he rarely had time for anything else afterward which included sex.
I liked nice things so I didn't want to come off as if I was complaining, but real talk I kinda missed the all-nighters we used to pull.
The last time we went at it like that was when he got promoted at work which was so long ago that a bitch barely remembered.
The following day, I pressed my notebooks against my chest while making my way out of the college classes for the Spring semester.
"Guess what?!" My day one, Nyla quizzed as soon as she walked up on me in the hallway at the vending machines.
"It's hot as fuck." I fanned myself with my hand—I dressed down today in basic denim booty shorts and a crop top with cutout heels.
"That too but girl you know it's going down tonight over at Ocean Drive for Spring break, don't you?"
Spring break at South beach was the most ratchet time of the year in Miami, and I was no stranger to ratchet behavior but even that was too much for me.
"I don't know especially since we have exams the day after."
"Okay and? These parties only happen once a year and I really wanna go this time," She pouted, "I just need someone to go with, so pleasee say that you're going too." She clasped her manicured hands together playfully.
"Ight! Since you begging."
We both laughed then walked out of the school building with another fresh topic discussion. I was also chaperoning her ass around until she got her a new ride that she claimed she was saving up for.
When I went home at Meadow Towers—partying was the last thing on my mind I walked to the kitchen then read the pink sticky note on the fridge from Adrian.
Dinner is in the fridge. I cooked.
~ A.
I felt like I was one of the girls from the Pretty Little Liars tv show reading that note. Anyway, I got the plastic tray from the fridge and a fork from the dish rack.
Whatever this shit was he called himself making looked nasty as hell, but since he was bae I tried it anyway before instantly spitting it out and ordering Little Caesars.
He's definitely trying to poison my ass with that I thought while pouring it into the garbage disposal so it looked like I ate it and didn't just toss it in the trash bin.
Then I went to the bathroom to shower because cleanliness is next to godliness.
Once the light parts of my hands started to wrinkle that was my cue to get out—Wrapping my hair and body in fresh white towels.
I dipped to the bedroom with my toothbrush and Colgate bubbles dripping from the corner of my mouth. Our room was sharp as fuck, decked out in black leather and cheetah print accessories—real boss shit.
I went through the outfits that were on coat hangers inside of my closet that was when I heard squeaking. Now I knew for sure we didn't have mice so what could that be?
The noise got clearer when I got back to the living room.
It was the moans of yet another chick coming from ole boy across the hall.
I wanted to go over there and demand that they keep it the hell down especially when I started studying.
Shawty kept screaming for 'Nix' why were the walls on this floor so thin?
I flipped through the social studies book just as the doorbell rung and oddly enough all that weird ass moaning had stopped.
"Its the pizza delivery man!" he spoke from the other side of the wooden door as I took money out of my wallet to pay before I moved towards the door. He grinned as his eyes dropped to my boobs that protruded from the small towel.
"Thanks, again." A woman said as she left the room across the hall with a little limp to her step, she looked nothing like the woman from the other day.
What was this nigga's deal? Was he prostituting, a pornstar, or just a freaky motherfucker like myself?
"That'll be $27.50." The delivery man snapped me out of my head once again my eyes had shifted to the stranger across the hallway.
I didn't know what kind of tricks he tryna pull but I ain't even the one and never been for two.
Shutting the door—I tried to go back to studying which was hard with the Black Hugh Hefner as a neighbor. I couldn't keep focused at all so I watched horror movies while munching on pizzas and wings instead.
The film Hereditary played on the giant flat screen.
"Vanity? Vanna? V—" that voice woke me from my sleep.
"What?" I grumbled, my vision blurry but I still managed to spot Adrian standing over me just getting in from his job.
"You liked my cooking?"
"Yeah, it was good babe."
"Word! So what's with all the pizza boxes then?"
"I—"
He laughed. "It's cool though."
"How was work?" I questioned as he lifted me from the couch and carried me to the bedroom with him.
"Great as usual!"
"I missed you," I told him.
"Aye! You saved me some pizza?" he questioned which made me laugh because he knew that stuff he made earlier was certified trash.
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