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“Why you asking it like your mad at me or something?” I wanted to know.
“Because I hit you on Facetime a little over two hours ago,” he responded.
“It didn’t go through. I was on a plane two hours ago. I’m in New York with my best friend. She has some business that she’s taking care of tomorrow, and she asked me to come with her,” I explained to him, my eyes on everywhere but him because his gaze was so sexualizing, and that shit was going to really need Blake to come over to me and cool me off before I passed the hell out.
“Damn. I thought we were getting somewhere. We shared a beautiful night together last weekend. I couldn’t get a text letting me know that you were going to New York? I would have pulled up to see you off before you left. I would have even dropped you off to the airport,” he called me out, making me weak with the way he was talking to me. The voice that he was using on me, it reminded me of the voice that he was using last weekend, when he was whispering all those nasty things in my ear.
“It was a last-minute thing. I didn’t know anything about it until this morning. Tank, I have ears around me, and I want to get off the phone with you. I don’t know what you’re going to say,” I voiced, and he laughed.
“I’m not going to embarrass you, love. Call me before you go to sleep then. When are you coming back? I want to see you,” he asked, and that sent chills down my spine.
“You miss me?” I asked, falling into his trap, hating that I even asked because Blake was right here.
“The fuck out of you actually,” I swear his voice shook my lady parts when he said that.
“I’m going to call you later. I can’t trust having speaker phone conversations with you while I’m around other people,” I was honest, and he chuckled again.
“Aight beautiful. Who you with? Your girl, Blake? I know we don’t know each other yet, but tell her I said what’s good,” he responded. He only knew Blake’s name because during one of our conversations, I let him know that I had one best friend.
“Hi Tank. Please get my best friend off the phone, so that I can see what the fuck is going on,” Blake didn’t have a shy bone in her body, so I wasn’t surprised by her outburst.
Just like Tank, she didn’t have a filter, so I had to hit her with my hand, basically telling her to stop because there’s no telling what would come out of her mouth as well.
“You know my name. Damn, you been telling people about daddy?” he asked me.
“Bye Tavion,” I didn’t even wait for a response because I hung up on him. I will not allow him the chance to embarrass me.
“Oh bitch! You liar! You downplayed your situationship with him,” was the first thing that Blake said to me when we got off the phone.
“I didn’t. I just didn’t disclose everything,” I shot.
“Ya’ll fucked?” she asked.
“No. I swear,” I was quick with my response.
“Ya’ll did something. That nigga sounds sprung, and you look sprung out too,” she went on.
“We kissed last weekend. It was a long, nasty kiss, Blake. The kind of kiss, where he had to walk me to the restroom, so that I could wipe myself down. Blake, he’s nasty. The stuff he was saying in my ear, the way he was holding me, the way he kissed me, the way this man sat me on his lap, so that I could feel that dick. My God,” I exclaimed, throwing myself back into the couch. She was screaming, as she listened to me tell her these things.
“So, you felt it? What it felt like?” she wanted to know.
“Bitch, heavy! He literally sat me right on it. I can’t let him fuck me. I can’t. Blake, I feel like that dick will have me losing my mind,” I shared, and she was cracking up, with tears falling from her eyes, listening to me.
“Best friend, I’m afraid the mind is already lost. Tank isn’t even your typical type, and the way I can see it in your eyes that your feeling this nigga, it’s only a matter of time before you let him hit it. I say go for it. You may think that I’m being dramatic, but I hear it in his fuckin voice that he wants you. He wants you bad. Bitch, I can’t believe you,” she finished.
She brought it right back up moments later, wanting more details about the kiss. Telling her what happened last weekend, had me feeling like I was reliving it again. I hadn’t even realized how goofy I was being until my cheeks started hurting from all the damn smiling that I was doing. I really don’t know what was happening here, but I felt something. I couldn’t run from that feeling anymore.
Chapter 10
Tavion ‘Tank’ Briggs
Shadows Don’t Last Long
My uncle Roy hit me this morning, telling me to pull up to my grandma Maxine’s crib because they were putting on a little fish fry over there. I had no problem with coming around, kicking it with my dad’s side of the family because I genuinely loved them, and fucked with them, but on those times when I knew that my dad would be there, I would become a little hesitant.
I knew the hurt, and the trauma that his absence had put on my mom. Because he spent so many years being bitter, and angry with my mom, it caused him to miss out on a lot of my childhood, and he wasn’t financially helping my mom out with me, putting her in a position to struggle. There’s this piece of me that would be hesitant to come around him because I didn’t want my mom to feel a way about it, but she was always in my ear, encouraging me to have a relationship with my dad. Not only that, but I also had my insides with him as well because over the years, it’s like he failed to realize the bad shit that he’s done, so that’s where me, and him tended to bump heads. He had anger in his heart towards me as well because back then, when I was moving weight, I didn’t put him on to in the way that he wanted me to.
I was in the backyard with my family, and we were deep as fuck out here. My granny is still living in the hood. Her home was paid off, and she didn’t have any desire to move out of this area. With all the money that I was making, I was always in her ear, trying to convince her to allow me to buy her a crib, but she wasn’t going for it. My cousin Rico was always telling her to enjoy her last couple of years at her crib because he said that the second he signed a few million-dollar contracts for the NFL, that he was getting her a new crib. I guess she just didn’t care for all the glitz, and the glam. Moments like this, where she’s surrounded by nothing but love from her family is all that mattered to her.
