𝘛𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘥𝘢𝘺
𝘌𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘢𝘺
3:30 𝘱𝘮
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"There's a fine man outside here to see you." Amaya said as Valentine packed her bags.
The two had gotten fairly close since Tuesday and exchanged numbers. Valentine still treated her distantly like majority of the people in her life but Amaya was like Becca and Quincy very adamant about being friends.
"Dark chocolate with braids little over six feet muscular build and tattoos...screams thug but I don't blame you one bit if I liked men gurlll I'd suck that dick plenty." Amaya said turning Valentine a bright red.
"You look cute today by the way." Amaya said tapping Valentines butt. Valentine flinched a little and swatted Amaya's hand quickly.
"My bad I forgot I'm your boss." Amaya said laughing.
"We're off the clock your not my boss but I'm also not comfortable with touchy types." Valentine admitted.
"Oh my bad I apologize, I still have the mindset of the club I forget not everyone has my experience in life." Amaya said genuinely apologetic.
"No it's okay it's something im working on." Valentine said walking side by side with Amaya until they finally got outside.
"Damn you look good mama." Quincy said straightening up off Valentines car.
"Your not a bum right?" Amaya asked Quincy who looked at her like she was stupid.
"Y'all women make being respectful hard as hell." Quincy said choosing to ignore her existence.
"Let me take you to dinner tonight." Quincy said now directing his attention to Valentine.
"I got a lot of papers to grade tonight..." Valentine said walking closer towards her car where Quincy rested.
"I'll call you later to talk shit about this man." Amaya said pointing at Quincy before walking off towards her car.
"Ion even kno shorty for ha' to be talking to me like dat'." Quincy said growing upset. His accent was already strong and his voice was already deep so him being mad made everything more apparent.
"That's just her persona." Valentine covered opening her car and setting her bags inside.
"Back to us I can help you grade them Valley's with ha' moms for the night." Quincy said smiling.
"Quincy.." Quincy cut her off by shaking his head disappointingly.
"I had a feeling you was dodging me cuz whenever I pick up Valley you never step out the building." He said sighing deeply.
"Let me kno sum if I go out to the strip club tonight and I let a bitch put ha' fat ass all on my lap and throw my money at ha' you not gon be tight?" Quincy asked.
Valentine didn't say anything she just looked at him crazy.
"You and me don't go together I don't feel no way about what you do Quincy." Valentine finally spoke before getting inside her car.
"Bet." Quincy said walking off towards his car.
7:45
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Valentine chilled in her living room watching Vampire diaries over again. She stopped watching after Elena broke up with Stephen to be with his brother and never revisited the show until now.
Her problem was once a show introduced a love intrest she felt they should be end game coupled. There were certain exceptions though like if the couple has an ugly partner or the relationship just seems dumb.
If anything Valentine thought Damen and Bonnie should've ended up together the chemistry was there yet between all the relationships that happened they never touched lips once.
"You a stupid bitch." Valentine said towards Elena after she did yet another dumb thing. She ended up cutting the show off after two more episodes because Elena was just too much.
She picked up her phone and scrolled through her Instagram and viewing stories. The first to pop up was Maria's she was at some club throwing her big heavy ass in a circle. Then she saw Becca's story who seemed to be in the same club with her brothers and drinking champagne.
Lastly, she saw Quincy with the same background as Becca with bad ass strippers in his lap. Her stomach felt jumbled so she instantly closed the tab.
She knew her feelings at the moment were irrational especially because she was dodging Quincy. She didn't know how to be in a healthy relationship let alone the process of working towards one so she rather avoid in than make a fool of herself.
She decided to turn back to her tv and play Garfield which she played candy crush on her phone.
Randomly her phone rang and it was Becca.
Of course she answered it since she had literally nothing else to do.
"Hey." Valentine spoke.
"Girl why the fuck is Quincy in the club putting ice between bitches titties?" Becca said with a loud background.
"You such a snitch." Valentine heard in the background.
"Becca that's not my man." Valentine said rolling her eyes although Becca couldn't see.
"So? You both feeling each otha' and you know it come get yo nigga." Becca said hanging up and sending the address.
Valentine texted she wasn't coming and Becca sent her photos of Quincy acting a fool. One picture he was kissing on a strippers titties and the other his hands was in her thong.
Becca's last message was "come sexy too."
Valentine rolled her eyes harder than before and got out of her couch.
Becca called again just as Valentine found an outfit to wear.
"Yes?" Valentine answered.
"Maria's here dancing on Quincy and his boys." Becca spoke.
"My Maria?" Valentine questioned fastening her pace.
"Yes girl what other sneaky hoe named Maria you and I know of?" Becca hissed.
"What kind of dancing?" Valentine asked getting her purse and keys.
"Her dress is half up and she is not pulling it down...that body is bad chile." Becca choked out.
"I'm on my way now." Valentine said ending the call and zooming to the club that happened to be 15 minutes away.
She parked in handicap since she wasn't going to be too long. She quickly got out the car and made way to the front of the line by passing security with just her hood looks alone.
Becca was already by the door and pointed Valentine towards Quincy, Maria, and The strippers.
Valentine walked over to the chaotic group of hooligans and tapped Quincy's shoulder. He turned his head and stopped all his movement.
"I wasn't tryna mess with yo friend she just made way over here and started dancing." Quincy said panicked.
"I believe you." Valentine spoke calmly.
"You said we not messing so I did me like I said." Quincy defended noticing her overly calmness and crossed arms.
"And I meant what I said." Valentine continued.
"So why you here with an attitude? You looking like you finna hook a nigga." Quincy spoke.
"I don't wanna speak inside of a hot ass club with thotty hoes showing pussy." Valentine said making the strippers mumbled under they breaths before walking off.
"We was just playing around." Maria said sloppily.
"Maria respectfully don't fucking speak to me right now cuz wasn't nothing playful you a slut straight like that always looking for the next trade." Valentine popped off making Maria throw her drink in her direction. It splashed mostly on Quincy's back since he covered her.
Becca threw her whole glass at Maria and it landed and the clubbed turned into a brawl and seconds later a shootout that had Quincy sprinting with Valentine's hand in his.
"You good?" Quincy asked still practically dragging her before picking her up like a baby and rushing her to a random car and hiding behind it.
"They lucky I can't violate my parole." Quincy mumbled.
The chatter from the club slowly calmed down and the two made sure they were both physically okay.
"You okay?" Quincy asked Valentine only nodded and crossed her arms looking up at him.
"You look like a little kid right now don't start this shit." Quincy huffed.
"I didn't say a word." Valentine spoke.
"I been textin you, callin, and FaceTiming no matter what I do you won't acknowledge me I popped up and you told me face to face what it was and I did the same you not finna make me feel bad bought shit tonight." Quincy voiced.
He was clearly growing upset that Valentine refused to show emotion or tell him how she felt.
"I'm not about to argue about anything you a grown man do you." Valentine said shrugging.
"See that's ya' fuckin problem." Quincy popped.
"Don't curse at me." Valentine pointed her finger at him and he slapped it down.
"Nah Ima say what I gotta say. You want me that's clear as day. You don't know how to get me; how to proceed with your emotions and that's fine! Ask me! Tell me! So I can take the initiative for both of us you sitting at home lonely and being stupid instead of expressing yourself." Quincy boomed.
"I'm not having no conversation with you yelling so tone it down or I can leave." Valentine said clearly trying to deflect.
"I'm yelling and showing emotion sum yo ass clearly can't do." Quincy said shrugging getting ready to walk off. He was trying not to get too mad and aggressive because he could tell relationship wise she's been hurt and he didn't want to scare her too bad.
Valentine on the other hand was being stubborn and watching him take steps from her. She was having an internal battle with herself and was loosing every step of the way.
"Shit wait!" She quickly followed behind him as he crossed a busy street.
"Nah I said what I needed to say." Quincy shrugged going into a corner store Valentine followed closely behind watching him pick up items that he wanted.
"Shit...shit." She mumbled now biting her acrylics she was fighting the words she wanted to say and causing anxiety throughout her body.
"Quincy I don't have experience!" She blurted out just as they got to the register. He turned to look at her and she speedily looked away.
He purchased his items grabbed her hand and walked out the store.
"You drove?" He asked seeming to ignore her previous statement.
She nodded and led him to her car that had an apple tag in case she couldn't find her car.
"Let me stay the night y'all got tomorrow off right?" Quincy questioned.
She nodded her head and he smiled getting into the passenger side.
"Play some Summer Walker." He suggested pulling out his phone and hooking up his aux.
She was shocked he listened to someone like summer he figured his baby momma sickened him with this album.
The drive to her house was nerve wracking between his soft harmonies with summer and her mind racing she couldn't help but drive a little quicker than usual.
"You got a nice place." Quincy said getting out the car and grabbing all her personal things.
"Thank you." She said struggling to steady her hand to put the key in the lock.
"Fuck." She cursed out. She rarely cursed but tonight he was making her nervous, frustrated, and upset she couldn't help but let her emotions take over.
Quincy put his hand on top of hers and steadied the key helping her enter her home.
"You got a guest bedroom right?" He asked more as a way to reassure her this wasn't that kind of slumber party.
"Yeah." She said seeming to calm down.
"Let's talk." She suggested going into the kitchen and pouring herself some peach moscato.
"Did you want any?" He shook his head and she made her way onto the living room couch.
"I said all I had to say I'm waiting for you." Quincy challenged.
"I said that I'm inexperienced." She said hoping that would be enough.
"In what?" He asked watching her bite her lip.
"I...uh..I was in a relationship three years ago and it wasn't the best. I was basically groomed by a man and I willingly went along with it because he had money a way to get me out of hell...he bought me this place as a apology present after slapping the taste out my mouth." Valentine choked out.
Quincy sat still on the couch listening to her rather than interrupting her with stupid hums.
"He was so unpleasant whenever we had sex I had to fake my every move or I'd get hurt...look overall I'm not at peace enough nor am I happy enough to be in a relationship. I don't understand healthy relationships and so I can't approach you in a way that I'm used too." Valentine said now locking eyes with Quincy.
"So let me tell you the first step...Talk to me." Quincy spoke pulling her into a hug after noticing her teary eyes.
"I don't need sex from you right now. It's not your job to carry the relationship you just need to be fair and equal to me. If you need help talk to me I will never shut you down or ignore your feelings." Quincy reassured her as she cried in his arms.
"I told you we can take it slow that's what we'll do okay. No other bitches or niggas involved just us taking our time." Valentine nodded in the comfort of his hold.
"I'm so sorry you went through that Valentine. Your parents clearly named you the source of love for a reason you deserve nothing less than your name I promise that I would never treat you how he did or how anyone in your past treated you all I can do is treat you how I'd treat my daughter and loved ones which is with respect and dignity." Quincy assured her.
He rocked her to sleep in his arms and the two fell asleep together on the couch with Star Vs the Forces of evil playing in the background
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