Ariel
"No, I'm done like, it doesn't even matter anymore!" I yelled as I snatched off my chains and my shirt. Cam followed closely behind me, trying to talk to me gently but I wasn't having it. I had gone from being sad, to being completely mad.
"Like how could that dumb bitch man?" I continued my rant, but stopped myself while taking deep breaths. Cam huffed and moved aside as I kicked my shoes off.
I don't even know why I was so mad. Like yeah I can be upset but man, I'm like literally wanting to kill someone.
Maybe it's because I've been this bitch's fiancé for a while and we were dating three years and you're just gonna make me look like a clown?
"Look, you just need to let it go." Cam sighed while she sat on the bed uneasily.
"No!" I screamed, walking into the bathroom and slamming the door closed. I locked it and sat on the floor with my head in my hands.
Damn, this girl really has me seeming like I'm going insane.
"You know I don't like when people fuck with my best friend, but there are some things that just need to be let go. You say all the time that you're gonna restart and be better and move on with life! Focusing on old people from the past who are a bunch of fucking jokes is not going to help yo-"
I tuned her out and groaned. I was still a bit dizzy, but I feel like the shit that had went down earlier snapped me the fuck back to reality. I can't cry, and I don't feel sad.. I'm just.. angry.
Everyone laughed like some shit was actually funny. Shit wasn't funny. They should know how much I loved Jaie and seeing her with strippers and having her even have the audacity to stand in front of me and act like I was a nobody really felt like another stab in the heart. Not like she cared.
I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the door, going deep into thought for a while.
"Baby, open the door." I heard Cam speak lowly as she softly knocked on the door. I slowly got up and opened the door, standing face to face with her.
"Hm?"
"You shouldn't be letting them ruin the great night that you were having! I seen you go to the bathroom with that cute girl! Tell me about it!" She smiled big and grabbed my arm, pulling me towards my bed.
One thing I've always loved about her is that she doesn't dwell on the bad moments, she likes to change the subject and move onto happy things after while.
We both lied down and looked at each other, laughing constantly while I told her about the events that had gone down earlier tonight. She was way more hyped than I was about what had happened with Ni.
"And then when all her juices came spilling out of her- maaaan! That shit was good as fuck! Man I'm finna be addicted to sex now watch." I joked, replaying what had happened over and over in my head.
I was so hyped because you know, I had never done all of that shit before. The only girl I've ever been with sexually was Jaie. Maybe that's why I held onto her for so long, I was attached. But, finally fucking someone else had my head all the way boosted up. I really feel like somebody's daddy.
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Next morning
"Oh fuck! Si- mmm daddy!"
I smirked as I gripped her hair, pulling her back towards me each time I thrusted into her causing the headboard to frequently hit the wall. I gripped and smacked on her ass, making it turn a tomato red color. I bit my bottom lip and let her moans fill my ears as she arched her back and started throwing it back on my strap. She gripped onto the sheets and screamed an earpiercing scream, telling me that she was "so close" before all of her juices ended up flowing all over the sheets.
I let go of her hair and smacked her ass again, pulling out of her tight ass pussy as she collapsed on the bed, then turned over on her stomach, trying to make eye contact with me. Nah, not happening. Thats that romantic type shit that Ian up for.
"Mmm, you made my pussy hurt." The girl moaned as she lied limply underneath me.
"I mean, you know how daddy be puttin' shit down." I smirked and licked my lips before getting out from between her legs, taking the strap off and walking into the bathroom grabbing a towel wiping my forehead off.
Damn, that was some work.
After Cam had left last night, I went out again but just to a bar. I felt like I needed a few more drinks; and I had ended up not even drinking at all actually. Some girl was all over me so I went and fucked her in her car, and then her friend came home with me and we fucked till she fell asleep.
I honestly feel like sex is the only way I can keep Jaie out of my head because honestly, when I'm deep in their pussy making them scream and shit; she's the last thought on my mind. And I like it that way. Plus, sex is great! The satisfaction of having these females drooling over you and dropping their panties within the snap of my two fingers.
So, anyways, I got me some late night pussy and some morning pussy.
I tossed her the towel and took off my shirt, tossing it in the closet, staying in my sports bra before slipping on some basketball shorts.
I looked over at her as she cleaned off the juices that had ran down her leg and she blushed. Ian see nothing cute 'bout that, hell is she blushing for?
I walked over to the dresser and picked up my phone, going through my notifications. The doorbell rang catching me off guard, and I threw my phone down.
Well shit, I forgot that earlier this morning I had texted Monica asking if she could come over, because I wanted to tell her something. I didn't tell her what it was, but I'm sure that she could guess it was about what had happened at the park. It had been heavily on my mind and I really need to apologize or it's really gonna eat me alive. I feel real bad for making her seem like she wasn't doing shit for me when really, she was doing more than everyone. She always came over and checked up on me and it's actually been weird the last few days not having her pop over at six in the damn morning coming in my room and jumping on the bed telling me to get dressed for my day.
I noticed that her goal was always to keep me up and out of the house so that I didn't sit in here moping all day. But just like I do with everyone, I most likely pushed her away and that really scares me. I don't want Monica acting any different towards me because of the things that I said. I really need to control my mouth, especially about things that I don't even mean.
I've never let anything get in the way of Monica and I. Actually, I used to slightly have feelings for her but I couldn't risk losing her friendship because at some points she was all I had. You know, she's been around since I dated Kyla. Yes, Kyla and I dated at a point in time. It's always been weird to me how Kyla and Jaie had become best friends but whatever.
I also didn't wanna ruin her friendship with Jaie or with Kyla by having an affair with her. I also didn't wanna get caught and have everyone saying that I was a 'pass around' or anything.
I looked over at the girl- damn man I really need to ask for her name.
"Stay up here. You can shower or whatever you wanna do." I said before quickly slipping out of the room, closing the door behind me.
I sprinted down the stairs; my chain hitting me in my teeth causing me to loudly cuss and put my hand over my mouth.
"Hey." Monica said dryly as I opened the front door. "Hey." I said lowly while stepping to the side, letting her walk in.
She stuffed her hands in her pocket and stood by the front door, using her foot to kick it closed behind her. I stood in front of her playing with my fingers. Things were already awkward and it hasn't even been one minute.
I hope and pray that ole girl doesn't come from upstairs. I don't want Monica to see that I've basically become a hoe in the course of two days; she'd be extremely disappointed and most likely talk me out of it. Or at least try to.
We stood there silently by the front door for a while before she cleared her throat, attempting me to hurry and get to what the hell I had asked her to come over for in the first place.
"You can sit down over on the couch if you want.." I trailed off as I looked over in the direction of the couch. "You want something to ea-"
"Nah. I actually just came because you called. I gotta go soon so make it quick."
I made a face, my heart sinking a bit. Why'd she have to be like this? I'm trying to put my stubborn ass ways aside and apologize for my wrongdoings and she's making me realize why I don't do this in the first place.
Just by the way she was talking to me, I could tell she was still pretty upset about what went down the other night. My body slightly shook a little bit as I grew nervous. At the rate she seems to be going, she doesn't seem like she'd accept my apology at all. She actually seems like it'll do nothing but just make her walk away from me.
I stared up in her eyes while she stared back in mine. Her eyes are so.. beautiful. I've always admired them. They're a soft brown color and even though she acts tough sometimes and seems to put on this 'hood' type front around people, she's very sweet and she always makes me laugh and smile no matter what.
I guess the fact that she had came over that one morning and helped me and took care of me and the way she.. the way she cares for me is something I've always wanted from Jaie. Jaie was sweet but always was letting her anger and the 'wall' she created get in the way of her showing me her sweet side. But Monica? She always tries to make me feel special. And that's another reason why I can't even believe I told her something about how she 'doesn't care'. Because she does.
"Okay.. I just- I just wanna tell you that I'm sorry. Like, really really sorry. I didn't mean what I said about you not caring about me. I was just- um.." I sighed out of frustration. I hate not knowing what to say. "I know what to say i just.. I'm nervous." I mumbled while looking down at my fingers. All she did was nod and shrug, then turned for the door. I furrowed my eyebrows together. Okay, enough of this 'cute and nervous fem shit'. I reached forward and grabbed her shirt, making her quickly turn and look at me like I was crazy.
"Fuck is you doin Ariel?" She asked as she snatched my hand off of her white shirt.
I took the time to admire her features and a slight smirk appeared on my face. Damn she looked good when she was mad.
I had never looked at her too long, because I didn't think it was appropriate. But, I always did love the way her big dark pink lips were always covered in chapstick looking all soft and stuff. She was always smoking so she had a darker tint to her lips than she used to, but somehow it made her even more attractive.
Before she noticed me staring at her, I pointed at her and began ranting a bit.
"No son, I called yo ass over here because I wanted to fuckin' apologize and you're not 'bout to just walk up out of here jus' cause I'm trippin' on my words a bit. You're gonna listen to me cause I got some shit to say!" I yelled at her, and she smacked my hand out of her face, making me grow a bit angry.
"Nah man cause all you finna do is yell and talk 'bout how I don't care and I honestly don't got time for it mane." She scoffed and I glared at her.
"I know you care! I was jus mad!"
"Well maybe you should watch what the fuck you be saying to me. Cause that shit honestly did hurt dawg. Like, I take the time outta my day to come and check on yo ass and spend time wit you cause I love you."
"I know-"
Out of nowhere, she cut me off by leaning closer to me pressing her lips aggressively against mine. I gasped and widened my eyes, backing up a bit. I debated on if I should pull away but why? What's there to lose?
I instantly moved my hands off the string of my shorts and wrapped them around her neck. I closed my eyes while slightly tilting my head to the side while we both moved our lips in an aggressive way, but we ended up slowing down to a slow, passionate-like pace.
Monica backed me up a bit, causing my back to press against the wall, and she placed her hands on my waist before slipping her tongue into my mouth. At that moment, I had quickly pulled away and looked at her silently with wide eyes once again. I leaned my head against the wall while I felt like butterflies had just been let loose in my stomach, and my hands were shaking.
She licked her lips and stared at me for a second before turning and opening the front door, walking out of the house. I stayed against the wall and stared straight ahead like I was before she had left, lost for words. I never would've thought that-... wow.
I headed up the stairs, feeling like I was on cloud nine still. That kiss held something that I hadn't even felt in a while.. Not even with Jaie.
When I finally got to my room, i jumped a bit when I seen the girl sitting on the edge of my bed with my sheets in her hands.
"I took off the sheets for you, I figured it was the least I could do." She smiled and I walked over and took them from her, whispering a quick "thank you."
I tossed them in my laundry basket and stared at her for a moment. She just sitting here doing nothing.. she can leave now.
I picked up my phone and seen that I had about 20 missed texts from Cam. I furrowed my eyebrows and unlocked it, going straight to our messages. What I seen had my blood instantly boiling.
"Fuck is this?" I said to myself, clicking on the screenshot that she had sent me to enlarge it. It was a screenshot of a picture on some random girl's page, and she was sitting on Jaie's lap and my daughter on her lap.
Who the fuck is this bitch and why is my child on her unknown ass lap?
I couldn't see her face because I guess she scratched it out, but she had a big ass forehead covered in acne.
"WHAT THE FUCK!!??" I texted her in all caps, and she instantly read it. I wonder what the hell her caption was, but I can't even see it. It's not part of the screenshot. My phone vibrated and I looked back down, unlocking it.
BFF🤤💍: Exactly. Like tf. Who is this ugly ass creature? Bitch you should've seen her caption, it was talking about something about a happy family but she deleted it after like five minutes. I was shook bitch! Happy family my ass!
I left her on read and chewed on my lip. I know this bitch Jaie was not trying to have a 'happy family' with my daughter and some bitch. Happy family my ass. My selfish ass doesn't want anybody around Armani that I don't know.
I quickly went to my call log and found Kyla's name. Yes I was gonna call her. I pressed 'call' and waiting a few seconds while it rang. Within each ring, my rage grew more and more. After about five more seconds, she finally answered.
"Hello?"
"Kyla is Jaie staying with you?"
It took her a minute to answer me. She was probably debating on lying to me or not.
"Uh.. yeah." She said kinda lowly.
"I'm not fucking stalking her or whatever you and your damn friends think. Tell her to keep my baby off these hoes lap. I don't want anyone touching my fucking kid."
Kyla sighed and said a quick "Okay." Then started to say something else, but I hung up and threw my phone down.
I looked to my side and the bitch was still sitting there.
"Man bitch getcho ass out! Sittin here like a lost puppy. You got a nut, now do it movin!" I yelled at her. She got up and gathered her things, then walked out.
So much for m 'cloud 9' mood. Now it's gone and I feel empty again.
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