Shit Goes Left
"Have you ever considered trying A. A. meetings?" Dr. Stephens wondered. "No. I don't think that's my environment." I expressed.
"And why not?" Dr. Stephens asked.
"Because, I feel like it's a very depressing environment. Plus, that's where alcoholics go." I stated. Dr. Stephens then gave me a very confused look.
"So, Dominique. Sweetie. What do you consider yourself?" she questioned.
"Oh me? I don't really consider myself an alcoholic. I feel like alcoholics only drink alcohol and use it to cope with everything, you know?" I nodded.
"Well Dominique, alcoholism comes in many shapes and forms. It's an addiction and people have addictions in many different ways. For example, you choose to drink when you feel sad." Dr. Stephens explained.
"Don't get me wrong, there are many stages to alcoholism. From what you've shared with me since I've taken you on, you seem to drink responsibly most of the time. Occasionally, you do consume alcohol solely to temporarily numb sadness. No, your drinking habits aren't the worst but, that doesn't mean they won't get worse if you don't start finding healthy ways to cope." she continued.
I nodded in understanding.
Once my therapy session was over, I walked out to Angel waiting for me in the parking lot. When I approached the door, I saw Angel with her seat all the way back.
Her cap was now on her face, covering it completely.
Just as I went to knock on the window, I noticed the doors were still unlocked. I opened the passenger door and got in. Immediately I could tell Angel was sleep.
"Give me all your money!" I tackled her. Angel went into her pocket and handed me her wallet.
"Bruh." I said, taking her wallet and then yanking her hat off her face. "You could've been robbed and dead." I stated.
Angel chuckled a little while opening her eyes. "I knew it was you." she claimed.
"You left the doors unlocked. You can't be doing that shit. What if somebody saw that and actually got in. They could've robbed you or worse." I firmly explained.
"Mhm, my fault bae." Angel groaned stretching.
I watched as her shirt lift up, showing her red boxers. I saw way more than just her waistband.
"And pull your fucking pants up." I told her. "What thirsty ass whores are you tryna attract with your sagging ass?" I questioned.
"...the fuck are you talking bout?" Angel mumbled, looking over at me.
I mocked her before lifting her shirt up. For a second I got caught up, staring at her toned stomach. Angel had been working out and gawd damn is all I could think.
"Why are you sagging?" I questioned, snapping out of it. "I'm not." Angel said. "You are." I argued. "I'm not though." Angel argued back.
"You see, this! This, is sagging!" Angel pulled her pants down more.
"Mm, now pull your boxers down." I smiled a little, staring at the outline of Angel's pussy. "Dominique ew. Stop being a homosexual." Angel pretended to cover herself up.
I laughed a little at her response.
"You ever just be chillin, bored. Then slip your hand inside your pants and start playing with your pussy?" Angel wondered.
"What the fuck bae-" I immediately chuckled. Angel smiled a little.
"Cause I be doing that. I was finna do that while you was in your session but I was like Ima just take a nap." Angel nodded.
"Yea...I'm sure." I said, grabbing her dominant hand. I brought her fingers up to my nose and smelled them. "Damn. What, you don't believe me?" Angel chuckled.
"I just wanted to see." I smiled.
"Now pull your fawking pants up." I told her again. "Yes mommy." Angel sighed, pulling her pants up.
"And then you're not even wearing your belt. Where the fuck is your belt?" I then asked. "Lift your shirt up." Angel gestured. I was confused but I lift my shirt up and looked down.
"Oh..." I nervously smiled when I saw I was wearing Angel's belt.
"Dickhead." Angel mumbled.
"Alright, not too much." I sighed. Angel chuckled while starting the car.
Angel began driving. The both of us talked and joked around while in the car. Eventually I noticed Angel was just driving around, with no set destination.
"You're not taking me home?" I wondered. "I am your home." Angel sighed. "Shut up." I chuckled. Angel smiled a little.
"No, baby. I barely see you anymore. I just need more time with you." Angel expressed. "Me too ma." I rubbed her thigh.
"This is the first time I've seen you all week." Angel sighed.
"No, it's not. What about practice?" I brought up. "Practice doesn't count. We're barely around each other and afterwards, the both of us are always in a rush to get somewhere else." Angel stated.
"True." I nodded.
"Haven't seen my kids in forever. How are they?" Angel wondered. "...I don't know." I mumbled. "What?!" Angel looked at me.
"Niya's been watching them." I smiled. "Oh hell nah. What type of mother are you?" Angel mugged me. "A busy one. Them little fuckers still alive, they'll be alright." I shrugged.
"Dominique!" Angel hit me.
"I'm getting my babies tonight." Angel expressed in a worried tone.
"Good. They was taking up my bed space for real." I smiled. "Are you deadass right now?" Angel asked. "Yes." I answered. Angel gasped.
"I wanna divorce." she then said.
"Good luck with that." I mockingly chuckled. "We're locked in forever ma." I stated.
~♥︎~
I was doing one of my daily walks around the fitness center, making sure everything was good. Words couldn't express how bad I'd rather be in between Angel's thighs right now, napping or munching.
I walked down the hallway rather slowly as I pulled out my phone and started texting Angel.
𝐌𝐞: Mi amor<3
𝐌𝐞: I miss you stink
𝐌𝐞: I love you
"Hey Dom." the sound of Jaidah's annoying ass just pissed me off even more. I looked up and spotted her but continued walking.
"Don't be rude." I heard Jaidah say. "Stop talking to me." I told her. "Why do you barely be at work now?" she wondered. "Why are you in my business?" I quickly responded.
"Anyways, you still got a girlfriend?" Jaidah asked me.
I was strongly starting to believe this bitch was on something, cause ain't no way.
I continued walking and ignored her question. "I'll take that as a yes. You know, there's nothing wrong with a little fling. You're just too damn fine to be tied down to one person." Jaidah said.
I tried my best to ignore her and not respond but, I just couldn't hold it in.
"Yo, you're fucking delusional and look desperate and stupid as hell, have some self respect." I finally responded.
"Just fuck me one time." Jaidah smiled.
"Stop talking to me bitch. On some real shit. Don't look at me, don't talk to me, don't touch me, nothing. Or I swear Ima start swinging. On god." I stated.
"Okay." Jaidah chuckled a little, as if she was taking me as a joke.
She got one time though, one time to learn that I am in fact not joking at all.
The sound of my phone dinging and Angel's names on my screen instantly put me in a better mood.
𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥: I miss you too baeee, this shit not fair :(
𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥: I just got out of class tho wyd??
𝐌𝐞: At work, fighting demons.. I wanna see you
𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥: I wanna see you too. Ima be free around 7ish, come over?
𝐌𝐞: Ngl I did make plans with Niya and them around that time...but I'll come over straight after, okay ma?
𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥: Okay, have fun. I'm driving rn so I'll talk to you later. Kisses.
𝐌𝐞: Kisses, please drive safely
I finally looked up from my phone and made it over to my seat at the front desk. Jonathan, another one of my coworkers sat at the desk beside me.
He was usually pretty quiet but very observant. Some of the others would tease him and call him a nerd but I thought he was pretty cool.
My phone started ringing in my pocket. I stood up from my post and walked away a bit before answering it. Oddly, it was Dakota's social worker.
"Yea, hello. Is everything okay?" I asked when I answered the phone.
"Hey Dominique, yea. It's just I heard Dakota wasn't having the best day at school. I came down here to see the exact problem but...he says he wants to see you." May explained.
"Oh...well I'm at work right now. I can see what I can do." I stated. I then looked over at the clock to see the time.
I debated leaving early, I was clocking out soon anyways.
I ended up making the decision to clock out early. I wanted to check on Dakota...my little brother.
When I arrived at Dakota's school, I was in disbelief. I just couldn't comprehend how someone as tiny as him, could manage in a school as big as this.
May greeted me in the main office, where I signed in and got a visitor name tag. We chatted a little while walking down to Dakota's class.
Once we arrived at his classroom, May quietly knocked on the door.
"It's open." I heard an older woman say. May open the door and gestured me inside. The both of us walked into the colorful classroom.
Immediately I saw so many small children, talking and giggling with each other while doing work. I saw a few of them writing on mini dry erase boards. Then I saw him, Dakota.
Dakota was laying on a Paw Patrol rug, all the way in the back of the classroom. What I assumed was his coat, laid on top of him.
May introduce me to Dakota's english teacher, then directed me towards Dakota.
I kneeled down beside Dakota and I tapped him a couple of times. He slowly moved his coat from covering part of his face. He immediately tossed the coat to the side when he recognized me.
Dakota jumped up and threw his arms around me.
"Hey little man, what's up?" I smiled a little. He didn't respond right away as he was still hugging me tightly.
"I wanna go outside and talk." Dakota finally expressed, pulling away from me.
After Dakota and I got the okay to talk outside, we went outside. May walked around, a few feet away from us to give us space.
I tried to ask Dakota what he wanted to talk about, but he insisted I play on the playground with him. Dakota and I played a little and ran around for about ten minutes.
"Don't let go." I chuckled a little, holding him up on the monkey bars. "I'm slipping!" Dakota nearly panicked.
It wasn't funny, but I couldn't help but laugh at how serious he was, with his little squeaky voice.
"Come on, you can let go." I told him. "Don't let me fall." Dakota said. "I'm not. I got you." I stated.
Dakota finally let go and I slowly brung him to the ground. I laughed as he let out a sigh of relief when his feet touched the ground. Dakota started to run off but I grabbed him.
"Hold on." I pulled out a Kleenex and wiped his nose. When I finished I went to throw the tissue away.
I walked back over to him and saw his mood had dropped. "What? What's wrong?" I kneeled down to him. "You're an adult, right? And, you're my sister." he softly spoke. I nodded a little.
"Can I come live with you then?" Dakota asked.
"What's wrong? Why do you wanna live with me?" I questioned, as I could sense something deeper.
"I don't like my foster home and my- my foster mom hates me." Dakota expressed.
"Why would you say that?" I quietly asked him. Dakota shook his head no, as if he didn't wanna explain or go into detail.
Dakota then grabbed my hand to continue playing. I put a smile on my face but I couldn't help but wonder, what exactly is going on in his foster home?
~♥︎~
"That's exactly what I'm saying!" Taymar stood up, causing the rest of us to laugh.
"I swear I was framed. I did not once ever say I like that girl bruh. I was a whole senior and she was a freshman." Taymar continued.
"I knew you didn't. But that situation was lowkey kind of funny." Niya chuckled. "It really wasn't." Taymar sighed. "It was because she was so embarrassing." Niya laughed.
I, along with a few others we went to high school with laughed as well.
"And then Dominique and Nijea ass was fucking instigating, only making shit worse." Taymar stated.
"Nah because, how the fuck did I get in trouble and Dominique didn't. She was the main one!" Nijea stood up. "What?!" I stood up as well.
"Swear Dominique was fucking the principal. She got away with too much in high school." an old friend of mine spoke. They all started agreeing. "Nah, I was just a good scholar." I stated.
"Nah, you were just like bend that ass over to principal Banks." Nijea chuckled. "Bruh chill, no I wasn't." I shook my head.
"Bro I lowkey feel like all of the damn staff at that school had a crush on Dominique, cause now that I actually think about it, you got away with just too damn much." Niya said.
"I'm saying!" Nijea agreed.
"Well everybody except Mrs. Climent." Nijea chuckled. "Nah, her ass probably wanted a piece of Dom too." Niya laughed.
Nijea and Niya then dapped each other up while laughing. The two were sisters, but it could be hard to tell depending on the crazy shit they said to each other.
"Shut up. I was the only motherfucka in that school improving test scores, that's why." I said.
"Bitch, shut up." Niya told me. Taymar laughed.
"Literally. This bitch swear she's Einstein or some shit. Just cause she skipped a grade." Nijea mocked.
"Nijea shut the fuck up. Cause I helped your ass pass didn't I?" I gave her a look. "And I helped your ass score your first body. We're even." Nijea claimed.
"No, you did not." I immediately argued. "Yes, the fuck I did bruh. Cause home girl wasn't even fucking with you like that. I put you on!" Nijea argued. "What?! That's cap!" I stood back up.
"Nijea, before I even told you about shordy she was tryna fuck with me. I had that in the bag regardless." I stated.
"You were tryna fuck her for months bro. Soon as I said what I said about you, she gave you some. Did she not? Don't lie." Nijea crossed her arms waiting for a response.
"We were talking bout fucking prior to that." I expressed.
"Yea, you were talking. But you weren't fucking. I made that happen." Nijea claimed. "No, you did not! You're delusional." I chuckled.
"You know what, I don't even know why I'm going back and forth with you about this. I have a girlfriend." I stated, sitting back down. "Unlike some people." I then mumbled.
"Hoe shut the fuck up. I got a couple of shordies myself." Nijea spoke, sitting down.
It was then I noticed everybody was staring at Nijea and I, going back and forth. "Oh, the joys of growing up with two lesbians. What fun." Niya sarcastically sighed.
"One stem. One stud. And a whole lot of random girls banging on the front door at 2AM..." she continued.
"Bitch shut your stupid helpless ass up." Nijea told Niya, immediately causing everyone else to laugh. "When's the last time you went to a gyno? The amount of women you be fucking with, I just know your coochie on fire." Niya retorted.
"Ayo?" Taymar chuckled. "Bro." I laughed a little to myself.
Niya and Nijea began going back and forth, taking shots at each other and saying the most out of pocket things you could think of.
I happened to look at my phone and noticed the time.
9:42PM.
I then felt a not so good feeling when I saw I had missed calls and messages from Angel. I quickly opened the messages.
𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥: Hey baby
𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥: Wyd?
𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥: Still out with your friends??
𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥: Are you okay?
𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥: At least respond, so ik you're fine
She then sent me my location and asked who's house was I at. Taymar's, I answered to myself.
𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥: I just saw you on Niya's story. Why are you not responding??? Your friends got that much of your attention??
𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥: Nvm, don't come anymore.
I immediately called Angel, not reading the rest of the messages. I got up and went outside. The phone ringed for a little while before Angel finally answered.
"Hey bae, my bad I'm sorry. My phone's on silent and I didn't see any of your messages and shit until now." I immediately spoke.
"Mm." Angel responded.
"I can leave right now and come over if you want me to." I expressed.
"Wow. If I want you to? What happened to I miss you, I wanna see you and shit?" Angel asked in a dull tone. "What do you mean?" I questioned.
"Nothing. I'm bout to go to sleep now. You can stay out with your raggedy ass friends." Angel said then hung up.
I quickly called her back.
"What?" Angel sighed. "Why are you hanging up on me? I'm tryna talk to you." I calmly expressed. "I don't wanna talk. I just told you that I'm bout to go to sleep." Angel expressed.
"Okay, but you're being rude." I stated. I heard Angel chuckled a little, but not in a good way.
"Ima be honest. I really don't give a fuck right now. Cause obviously you don't." Angel spoke. "Bruh, what are you talking about?" I sighed, leaning against the railing.
"Oh, now all of a sudden you're confused. Look, I'm bout to go to bed. Don't come over. You obviously ain't want to anyways." Angel said.
"What? I literally just said that I would come over." I stated.
"Yea, if I want you to. Why do I have to want you to come over for you to come over?! Earlier you texted my phone like you really wanted to see me. I told you what time I was available. It's damn near three hours past that time." Angel argued.
"Okay, but I told you that I had plans to hangout with my friends and that I'd be over there afterwards." I voiced.
"Well when is afterwards cause it's going on THREE FUCKING HOURS!" Angel emphasized.
"I was finna come over earlier but I lost track of time. I can still come over though." I expressed.
"I don't want you to come over. Stay with your friends Dominique." Angel spoke into the phone. "Why are you saying that?" I rolled my eyes. "Cause I am. Stay with your friends." Angel said.
"No, I said Ima come over." I stated.
"I don't care. I don't want you to come over. You know what I want? For you to leave me alone so I can go to sleep." Angel dragged out her words then hung up again.
I sighed in annoyance while rubbing my hand across my face.
I called Angel back again, this time FaceTiming her. The phone ringed a few times before Angel picked it up.
"Stop hanging up on me-" I started to speak but Angel hung up again. "I swear to god..." I mumbled to myself, FaceTiming Angel again.
"Can you stop calling my phone please?" Angel nonchalantly spoke, staring at the screen. "Angel, I'm not playing with you. Stop hanging up on me, for real. Cause you getting me tight." I expressed.
"Let me show you how many fucks I give." Angel said before making her hand a zero.
I gave her a long blank stare before speaking.
"Don't piss me off." I said, serious. "Don't piss me off. Go talk to your friends and leave me alone." Angel said.
"Why do you keep saying that?! Stop fucking saying that!" I spazzed out a little.
"Mm." Angel gave me a look of disapproval.
"Fuck you mean mm?" I questioned, narrowing my eyes at her. "Exactly what the fuck I said. Now stop calling my phone, I'm going to sleep. Matter of fact, Ima put my phone on DND." Angel voiced.
"Bruh. I'm finna pull up." I told her. "No, you're not." Angel shook her head. "I am." I argued. "I'm not answering the door." Angel expressed.
"Angel!" I groaned in annoyance.
The both of us continued bickering until it soon turned into a heated argument. Eventually the both of us were so fed up we collectively hung up and didn't bother calling each other back.
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𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐩, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 :)
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