*Amara*
"Girl where you been? It's 2 in the morning! I been calling your cell all day. I found it in your room. I was worried about you!!"
I hadn't seen Sahara since she left for her audition to some movie. She was yelling at me from the front door.
"I thought something happened or somebody hurt you!"
"I did." Khalif said through the door.
We walked in the house. My hands full of bags. Sahara looked at me with a raised brow.
"I'm sorry Hara. Khalif came by this morning and I just lost track of time. How was your audition?"
She looked at both of us as I walked into the kitchen. I opened the fridge and got a bottle of water.
"Oh hell naw. Don't try to change the subject. You been gone all day. Where and what have you two nasties been doing?"
"We went out for drinks. Oh, I got a new tattoo." I lifted my shirt.
"You got another one? So you just goin all in with the Cali living."
"Blame me for that." Khalif chimed in.
"And we went shopping and I got you that new Gucci bag you saw in the magazine."
I handed her the purse. She damn near snatched my arm off taking the bag. I knew that would calm her hyper ass down.
"So... Did you get the part?"
"Nah. I need acting classes or something."
She seemed unphased by it. I walked over to Khalif. Hugging him.
"Thanks for everything. Don't be a stranger stalker."
We kissed long before I pulled away to stop myself from taking him in my room.
"Aight baby doll. Good night. Aight Sahara."
"Bye."
I closed the door and grabbed my bags. I headed towards my room with Sahara right on my ass. I put my bags down on the bed.
"So..."
"So what?"
"Trick, don't play with me."
I laughed while trying on my new Gucci pumps.
"Girl, he came by this morning. I never did find out how he knew where we lived. We took a swim, after he threw me in the pool. He took me to get a tattoo and we went shopping. We went for drinks on the beach, now here I am." I smiled, remembering the whole day.
"What? Swae Lee treated you like a lady... He's such a fuckin whore."
"Umm... First of all, watch your mouth." I said to her as I hung up my new clothes.
"Bitch, calm down. I don't want him, but this heffa that uploaded a video of them on instagram might."
I looked at her. "What girl? What video?"
I pulled out my iPhone and opened my IG app. "What's her name?"
"Some dumb shit called KiaRose."
I searched her. Her page was open and sure as shit stank there it was. There he was, looking fucked up kissing and touching her. And right when she was kissing down his stomach the video stopped.
My head begin to hurt. My chest burned. My eyes watered. I closed them to keep from crying. Thinking about all the things we talked about. All the shit he said to me.
"Oh yea, I'm special alright."
I paced around my room. I went to my drawer and grabbed the bag of tree he gave me.
"Cuz, what you about to do?"
I replayed the video as I rolled a blunt.
"Cuz, what your crazy ass thinking?"
"Let me see your phone. Pull up the video."
I lit the blunt and immediately started to cough. Damn shit was good. I thought of him. Fuck!! I hit the blunt again and passed it to Sahara.
"What your crazy ass about to do?"
I put my phone on record. "I'm recording the video and sending it to him." I recorded the video and at the end I front faced the camera, "Never judge a book by its cover huh? I believed you. I trusted you. Guess you are what they say you are."
I sent the video to him. Feeling like my head was gonna explode. My palms were sweaty.
"Feel better?" Sahara asked, looking concerned. Handing me the blunt.
I didn't feel better. I wanted to scream. I fell back onto the bed, put a pillow over my face and yelled 'fuck you' 3 times. I hit the blunt long and hard. I coughed so much I threw up.
"Oh shit cuz, you okay?"
I ran in my bathroom to brush my teeth.
"Yea, I'm good." I lied, damn near in tears.
I heard my phone ring, Aaliyah's At Your Best, played. When we exchanged numbers, I set his tone as that, he said that's our song. I just let it ring. It started to ring again.
"Umm. You not gonna answer that?"
I looked at the picture of us on the screen. Just a few hours ago he had his arms wrapped around me as we stood on the beach.
"Nah. I'm just gonna take a shower and lay down." I walked into my bathroom and closed the door.
"Okay cuz, holla if you need me."
I turned on the shower, pulled my locs into a high messy bun and stripped off all of my clothes. I stared at the tattoo. I heard my phone ringing. I closed my eyes and got into the steaming water. Letting the stress fade away.
"Fuck! I was so stupid! I may not have fucked, but I feel so easy and gullible."
I heard my phone beep. And beep. And beep. He's persistent. I washed my body and took my time in the shower. I closed my eyes.
*Tap.Tap. Tap.*
I wiped the fog off the glass and saw Khalif standing in my bathroom, naked as the day he was born. His dick stood at full attention. Thick and long. I opened the shower door.
"What are you doing here?"
"Sshh. Don't speak."
He put his fingers to my lips, stepped in the shower and closed the door. He pushed me against the wall. He begin to kiss my neck and play with my nipples. He grabbed my ass with one hand as he played with the bud of my pussy with the other. I moaned.
"Khalif... Ummm... Stop."
He pulled back from kissing my neck. Looking at me as he sat me down on the bench, he got down on his knees.
"Let me taste you. Please!"
His words were seductive and hot. My pussy throbbed. I nodded yes, anxiously waiting for him to taste me...
*Knock Knock Knock*
I opened my eyes. My fingers deep inside my pussy.
"Amara. You okay in there?"
"Shit! I'm fucked up bout this man."
I rinsed off my body and got out the shower. I wrapped a towel around my body and walked out my bathroom.
"I'm good cuz. Why you still up?" I went to my standing dresser and put on my matching Hello Kitty tank and boyshorts.
"Swae wrote me on Insta. He wanna know what's up with you. He said call him."
I looked at her. It was kinda sweet but fuck that. I got my phone and looked at it.
"Wow. 10 missed calls and 5 text." I read them. All begging me to answer the phone. Each one getting more threatening.
"He say he bout to come back over here."
"Whatchu gonna do?" Sahara asked me from the doorway.
Just then my phone begin to ring.
"Pick it up Amara. You know you want to."
I stared at the phone...