T W E N T Y - T W O
|Two Weeks Before|
"How's Ryan?" Aerin asked as she did my make up.
"Moody." I said trying not to move too much. "My baby truly acting like a baby."
"Uh uh." Aerin laughed.
"You wanna see yah man act like a kid? Just wait to he's "sick"." I did air quotes.
"He is sick."
"Nigga got a head cold. Meaning the only thing he doing is sneezing and coughing."
"You so mean." She laughed harder. "You gotta admit them coughs be making you feel like you dying."
"That's my big baby." I exhaled thinking about him. "Speaking of the devil." My phone rung. "Hey baby." I smiled.
"Where are you?" Ryan whined.
"I told you senior pictures." I sighed.
"Hurry up." He groaned.
"Like I can control how long this take." I squint my eyes as if he could see. "Have you took some medicine?"
"No." Ryan mumbled.
"And why not?"
"It make me wanna throw up but ain't nun to throw up."
"Do you eat before taking the medicine?" I smirked knowing the problem.
"No." He mumbled again.
"Baby you gotta eat before taking the medicine. That's why you feel like that."
"Why you can't just come over and take care of me?" He groaned.
"After I'm done taking my senior pictures imma be there I promise."
"Okaay." Ryan pouted.
"I love you."
"Love you too." He mumbled with an attitude, hanging up.
"Alrighty I'm done." Aerin laughed backing up.
"Don't laugh at his goooo- I look good." I looked in the mirror, playing in my hair.
"I do this best friend and I also get paid to so uum.." Aerin held her hand out. "Run me my money."
"Really bitch?"
"Nah I'm fuckin' with you." She laughed.
"Oh Aerin can you do mine?" A girl I think her name is Destiny came up to Aerin.
"You gon pay me?" Aerin raised an eyebrow.
"Oh never mind." The girl walked off.
Aerin and I looked at each other busting out laughing.
"I don't know what she thought this was." Aerin shook her head.
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"Honey I'm home!!" I walked into Ryan's house. "I always wanted to say that." I mumbled to myself.
Walking upstairs I heard moaning, making me forward my eyebrows together. Getting closer the moaning got louder.
"I know this nigga better not be." I walked into the room. "You nasty Yknow that?" I laughed in relief thanking God it was just the tv.
"Watch this he bout to kill her ass." Ryan told me what was bout to happen.
Taking my shoes off I climb into the bed laying next to him.
"You look delicious." He sniffed.
"Thank you." I laughed. "You ate?"
"Cereal and this." He said putting a Dorito in his mouth.
"Imma kill you I coulda brought something."
"I still waiting on my tacos."
"I'll make yo damn tacos nigga. Sheesh." I laughed, laying on my stomach. "How we get here?"
"What chu mean?" He massaged my booty.
"I swear I didn't like you, now I'm all under you."
"Cause I'm a real nigga." He smiled. "I exposed you real and now you hate lames."
"Real ugly nigga." I muttered.
"Yea ight." Ryan licked his bottom lip. "We gotta talk bout some serious real quick ."
"Serious like how?"
"Imma be on da low for a couple days, maybe weeks, could be months."
I exhaled not saying anything, I just nodded my head okay.
"Yah mad? Be one hunnit."
"As long as you don't miss my birthday." I said truthfully.
"I got you baby." Ryan chuckled, knowing I was being serious. "Imma ask you something crazy."
"What?" I prepared myself for the unknowing.
"Will you marry me?"
"Yea in three years." I played with his beard. "Or show me the ring and I'll say yes right now."
Reaching over to the night stand by the bed he pulled out a box.
"Ryan I swear-"
"I'm not fuckin' with you." He opened the box.
Making me sit all the way up, I took the box out his hand admiring the ring.
"Baby I was just playin'." I looked at him serious.
"You like it?" I nodded my head yes.
Ryan took the ring and my hand, sliding the ring onto my finger.
"We can't get married right now yknow that right?"
"I'll wait ten years if I have to." He smiled. "I just need to know if you down for whatever when it comes to a nigga."
"Hell yah down." I smiled