Chicago, IL
Saturday.
May 29, 2021.
9:55 p.m.
Naamah Briar
Naa released a burp and covered her mouth with the palm of her hand, she began to choke lightly and rushed to the bathroom having her face hover over the toilet as she continued to cough, wanting whatever it was to exit her throat. Suddenly it plopped into the toilet and it was a human finger, floating in the water. She sighed feeling relieved flushing it down, as she began washing over her face she heard her phone dj he loudly from her room.
She exited the bathroom and went to it, picking it up seeing she had a message from Booka telling her to come to the studio.
She was surprised that he was inviting her out since they only had small conversations here and there after she denied wanting to have sex with him after the after party. She knew that if she would've had sex with him it would've caused her to crave him and not even in a sexual way but she'd black out and basically tear his ass to pieces, and it would've been obvious it was her.
'Sound good I'm omw,' she simply replied tossing her phone onto the bed then went into her closet to find something to wear.
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Naa arrived at the studio walking inside from the frosty Chicago air into a warm building. She quickly texted Booka that she was there and he told her which way to go. She did as told passing up the receptionist making her way down the large hall, to the door on the right. When she entered she didn't see anyone in there but Von, who had his face down in his phone with the screen glowing over his unamused expression.
'Where are you?' She texts entering the room shutting the door behind her causing Von to look in her direction.
Booka quickly texted back, 'food I'll be back soon.'
She released an annoyed breath of air, "what's wrong you mad ya nigga gone? He jus' went to grab a bite to eat," Von informed spinning to face her completely in the chair.
Her eyes rolled, "Booka is not my nigga," she assured.
"Yea? From what I see he is.. The way y'all jus' disappeared before the after party was even over," he recalls beginning to scratch at his dreaded head with his phone in hand looking at her waiting for her response.
She began to smirk, "are you jealous?" She wondered pointing at him with her newly done XL Swarovski covered crystal nails on view, "cause I can smell that shit for sure.."
"Bitch I don't even know you to be jealous cut that shit out," Von spat.
Naa grabbed her chest becoming fake offended by his new choice of words he spoke with aggression, it was written all over his face that he was jealous and she really meant what she said when she said she could smell it. It was radiating off of him which truthfully turned her on, it made her start to crave him without a doubt and she despised it, she didn't wanna end up hurting him either. "Well," she shrugged trying to change the subject, she made her way to the control station sitting her butt against it starting to relax.
Von looked up at her face admiring it, "you look different again," he pointed out.
"Different how?" She wondered rolling her eyes folding her arms over her chest.
"Last time you must've had contacts or sum on cause ya eyes were dull now they all bright, big, and they pretty fasho," he replied.
Naa looked away from him not liking the fact that he had noticed something about her, which made her stomach begin to turn.
"I said your eyes was pretty," Von said once again with a deeper tone waiting for her to reply with a thank you. But she didn't say a word, she only stared at the floor. He shook his head, feeling as though she was stuck up.
"Thank you," she finally said looking at him breaking into a smile.
"Yea yea you welcome," he pushed the side button on his phone causing it to glow and he read over the screen seeing the time and a few notifications from Instagram but he ignored them, shutting the screen back off. "Let's get on live," Naa insisted snatching his phone pushing it against his face causing it to unlock and she propped the phone up, as she went to Instagram beginning the live. "Play some music," she insists looking at him who sat there still trying to get over the fact that she had snatched his phone.
He pushed a button and music began blaring throughout the room.
"Just got some top from a stripper bitch she from Kankakee," she sung along beginning to sway her wide hips directly in front of the camera. Von was surprised that she was singing along word for word, he found it odd that she claimed to have had no clue who he was but that seemed like a complete different story now.
"Von come on," she mumbles pulling at his arm trying to force him to get in front of the camera with her as the screen filled up with many different types of comments.
Von stood up and began flowing with the music, Naa stood there bobbing her head with her arms folded across her chest bouncing slightly as if she were his hype man which caused him to laugh exposing his twinkling diamond teeth. Naa stiffened up at the sight of that causing herself to grow wet between her thick thighs. Von just continued flowing in the camera not even noticing her whole attitude had changed.
"I-I gotta go," she mumbled but he kept on vibing to the music not hearing her small voice.
"Von, I said I gotta go!" She shouted.
He suddenly went over and stopped it, looking her up and down, "for what?" He wondered grabbing onto her hand completely forgetting their were over ten thousand people watching them.
"I don't feel well," she informed shaking her head looking down feeling her palm begin to sweat in his.
"Well shit write ya number down for me," he insisted wrapping his arms around her waist causing her body to grow hot from his touch. She flinched quickly pulling away, she snatched the pen and pad off the table scribbling her name and number onto it just before she rushed out the room. She went into the parking lot bumping into Booka as she walked to her car.
"I know you ain't leavin'," he said looking at her.
She nodded slowly, "yeah I'm tired.."
Booka kissed his teeth, "text me.."
She gave him a hug for a moment and she had realized once he wrapped his arms around her waist, her body didn't grow hot which she found rather odd. "Bye Book," she said before he opened her door and closed it as she entered, "bye Naa Naa."
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"Have you been eating?" Lily questioned into the phone getting straight to the point.
"Yes I'm still coughing up fingers now," Naa replied rolling her hazel orbs in annoyance. "Good I'm proud, disposing correctly?" Her mother bombarded with another question.
"Yes.."
"Good now what happened today?" She wondered.
"I met this guy a few weeks ago an-and when he touches me my body grows hot an-and my palms sweat.. I think I crave him," Naa confesses pushing a large chunk of pineapple into her mouth biting into it having it burst with juices.
Her mother hums thinking to herself, "never heard of it.. Do you wanna eat him?"
Naa laughs, "I'm afraid I will that's why I don't get close to him, I don't even want to attempt it you know the whole black out thing and wake up with blood everywhere? Dead nigga beside me?" She informs.
Just before her mother could speak, Naa's phone beeped indicating she's had another incoming call. She looked at the screen seeing it was an unsaved number, "hold on mom someone's calling me.."
"Just call me back I'll do some research," she says.
Naa clicked over the line, "hello?" She greets.
"What you doin'?" A soft male voice spoke.
Her eyes widened once she realized who it was on the opposite end, "nothing ju-just eating pineapples," she spoke truthfully staring down at the floor as her nerves started to come about, "yo-you?"
"Jus' left the stu.. Wishing I could see you..."
"Von?" She questioned making sure that's who was speaking to her and it wasn't just her imagination playing dirty tricks with her.
He chuckled into the phone making her body tense up completely, "yea it's me why you playin'?" He asked with his voice becoming almost softer than before.
"You wanna come here?" She wonders pointing down at the floor of her apartment.
"If you let me.."