“So, are you still coming over tomorrow?” Fionna asked as we walked out of class.
“I’m going to try, Fi but I don’t want to make any promises,” I said glancing at her as we walked.
“Prescence, you’ve been here over a year and you haven’t been anywhere. Come with me tomorrow and I promise you’ll have fun,” she pleaded.
She was right I had moved from Cincinnati, Ohio to San Antonio, Texas. My cousin, Faith convinced me to move with her over a year ago. I loved my new city. I feel like my life is finally on the right track. It seems like everything in my life started to go wrong at the same time. My mom passed away unexpectedly from a massive heart attack. I thought I was going to survive that heartbreak. My mother was my backbone. We were so close. I couldn’t bring myself to live in the house she owned. Peter, my older brother by three years and I decided to sell the house. Peter was in Air Force stationed overseas. Peter and I didn’t have the best relationship. Poor choices by me as a teenager and after graduation strained our relationship. Faith has been my strength since my mom passed away.
On top of losing my mom, I find out the man I thought I was building a life with was cheating on me. I was confronted by his future baby mama at his apartment one day I was over there relaxing. I lost all sense of reasoning when she revealed she was pregnant. I chased her out of the apartment with a knife. I physically tried to hurt Anthony that day. I trashed his apartment and tried to stab him until police was called by his neighbors. I knew I was at my breaking point. I needed to get my life back. I was thankful he didn’t press charges, but I was done. Faith begged me to move with her and I was ready. I used some on the money from the sale of the house and moved.
“Prescence McKay?” I heard my name being called by the persistent annoying Troy. He was determined to take me out on a date. Fionna and I stopped walking as he sprinted toward us.
Troy was definitely handsome and fine, but I wasn’t interested in getting involved with anyone. To be honest, I was still trying to get over the break up with Anthony. I loved him with all my heart. I never thought he would cheat on me. We had been together for two years. We had plans of getting married after I finished college and became a teacher. He was a marketing executive for a huge advertisement company.
“What’s up?” I asked as he approached us.
“What are you doing the weekend?” he asked with his charismatic smile.
“Relaxing like always. Tomorrow is my day off. I have to work Sunday,” I answered. I worked at Macy’s while I was attending school. The money wasn’t great but it helped pay the bills until I finished school.
“And she’s hanging with me tomorrow. Sorry,” Fionna said with a smile. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing I didn’t have to endure his persistence today.
“Damn, I’m never going to get a date with you,” he said sounding defeated.
I smiled. “Your persistence is flattering though.”
“I don’t plan on giving up,” he said with a smile. “Have a great weekend, though,” he said before walking off.
“I don’t know why you won’t give that man a chance,” Fionna said as we headed to our vehicles.
“I have one focus. I don’t want any distractions until it’s completed,” I told her.
“Year and a half and you’ll be done,” she said with a big grin.
I was going to college in Cincinnati for my degree. I started three after graduated high school. When my mom died, I stopped after two and half years of going. When I moved to Texas, I waited year before I started taking classes again. I wanted to take some time to get myself settled into my new city and find a job. I was determined to finish my schooling. I remember my mom being so happy I had decided to become a teacher since she was one. I wanted to be a math teacher, her same profession.
“I guess since you saved me from Troy, I’m stuck with you tomorrow,” I said laughing.
“Yup, you’re going to have fun,” she said smiling.
“What are we doing?” I asked as we approached our cars.
“First, we’re going to my aunt’s house for a huge cook out. Then, we hitting up a club,” she said shaking her ass. I laughed. Fionna was an energetic beauty. She was dark skinned with big beautiful eyes. She was always flawless with her perfect body. We had met on my first day of class. I was lost and she helped show me around. She’s been my only friend since moving here besides my cousin, Faith.
“Well, let me go get this day of work over,” I said giving her a hug bye.
“I’ll hit you up tomorrow,” she said hugging me back. “Don’t forget I warned you how ratchet my family is,” she said laughing as she walked away. I laughed.
I had met Fionna’s brother, Victor before. He had helped me when my car wouldn’t start one day at school. He was a nice guy. So, I’m sure the rest of her family would be just as nice. I slid into my car and headed to work. I was ready to get this day over so I could go home to my bottle of wine and relax. Time I pulled into the parking lot at the mall my phone started ringing. I looked at the screen and became agitated. It was Anthony calling again. I hadn’t heard from him in over six months. Lately, he’s been blowing my phone up. I’ve been ignoring his every call.
“Hi Prescence,” Casey, the always cheerful white sales associate said as I walked in the back where we take our breaks.
“Hi Casey,” I said smiling. “Busy day?”
“Yes, get ready,” she said smiling. “I’m out of here in an hour.”
“Lucky you. I’m here until closing,” I said with a sad face. She smiled.
After putting my things away, I headed to the men’s department where I worked. Denice, my supervisor was at the cash register. She was a young black woman. She hardly ever smiled. She didn’t play slacking on her time. She made sure everything was done correctly and on time. She was trying to advance to district manager eventually. She was definitely on the right track.
Casey was right. The moment I hit the floor it has been nonstop. My feet were started to hurt and I was started to become frustrated with the demands from customers. I was being sent back and forth to get different shoes sizes and colors. I hated when I had to work in the shoe department. I was getting ready to go on my break when I noticed to men walking in the shoe department. I let out a sigh as they approached me.
“You ready to get to work?” I asked Vault as he slid inside my truck.
“Nigga, I’ve been ready since the day I got sent up,” he said glancing at me. I laughed.
“You got your mind right now?” I asked with a serious face. Vault had become too flashy with his money. He had drawn too much attention to himself. It didn’t take long to find a hating as nigga to set him up. He had been locked up four years.
“On the money,” he said as I drove.
“I’m serious Vault. My time limited with this shit. Another year, I’m done. I’ve told you, I’m not trying to live this life until I die. This just is a means to an end. I’ve made enough to live a good life until I die,” I said sternly.
“I’m straight fam. I fucked up. I learned the hard way,” he said staring at the windshield. I nodded my head in agreement.
“You saw Natalie yet?” I asked.
“Fuck that bitch. Four years and a nigga seen her ass three times,” he said shaking his head.
“Damn,” I said shaking my head. I didn’t want to tell him how Natalie has been fucking one of his enemies. I’ll let him find out on his own time. I had warned him about her when he first became involved with her.
We entered the mall getting ready to cope him some new gear. Vault always been one of those pretty niggas that loved to dress up every damn day. I knew he was going to have me in here all day. The first place he wanted to hit up was the Foot Locker and First line. We spent over two hours in just those two stores. He walked out with several pair of sneakers. I’m the type that knows what I want before I even consider going shopping. I mostly dressed in jeans, fitted tees, hoodies and timbs.
After spending over seven grand on him in the mall, we hit up Macy’s. “Fool, this the last damn store. You worst than a female,” I said shaking my head as we entered the store. He laughed.
“I need a couple more pair of dress shoes, then we out,” I said as we headed to the shoe department. “Damn cuz, she thick as fuck,” he said as a sales associate was organizing the shoes on display. She had her back turned so I couldn’t see her face.
She turned around and blessed us with her beauty. She had honey brown skin, full soft pink painted lips, round cheekbone, and cat shaped brown eyes. There were small dark brown freckles across her nose. She wore her hair pulled back into a ponytail.
“Hi, can I help you find anything?” she said smiling at us both.
“Yea, the directions to the nearest church because I want to marry you,” Vault said moving in close to her. I chuckled and shook my head. She smiled with a blush.
“I can’t marry you, but I’ll be more than happy to help you find the best shoes,” she said smiling.
“Prescence,” he said reading her name tag. “I like your name.”
She smiled again showing her pearly whites. Her teeth were absolutely perfect. “Thank you, it was a gift from my mom.”
“Well Prescnece, I’m looking for the latest dress shoes you have to offer,” Vault said as he started looking at the shoes. My eyes were fixated on her.
“What style are you looking for?”she asked standing behind him. She glanced over at me as I stared at her. She quickly turned her head.
“Shit, I don’t know. A nigga been down for four years. You tell me what’s hot now in the streets,” he said looking over his shoulder at her. I noticed a change in her demeanor instantly. It’s like she became nervous. I shook my head. She’s one of those uppity females that think every nigga that’s been locked down is dangerous.
“Loafers are the hottest. Ferragamo’s, Gucci, Versace are very popular brands but pricey,” she told him. She glanced at me again as if she was watching to see what I was doing.
“Don’t wonder we’re not going to fucking rob you,” I said staring at her. She didn’t comment. She became fidgety.
“Whoa fam, don’t be talking to my future wife like that,” Vault said smiling.
“Well hurry and cope something so we can get the fuck out of here,” I said getting impatient.
“You have to excuse him. He has anger issues,” he said looking at Prescence. “Just bring me these two in a size eleven.”
“Black or brown?” she asked.
“One of each,” he said smiling at her.
“Ok, I’ll be right back,” she said hurrying off.
“Damn, you still mean as fuck,” he said shaking his head at me.
“Nah, she switched up on your ass once she realized you were just getting out the pen,” I said sitting in one of the chairs. “I can’t stand judgmental ass people.”
“I feel ya,” he said nodding his head.
“Damn I finally caught up with you,” Quaysha said as she walked toward us. Quaysha was a female that I hit on the regular. We had no type of title and that was the way I liked it. She was money hungry like every other female. She could suck the skin of a dick so I blessed her with gifts or money every so often.
“Greedy ass smelled money and followed the trial,” I said looking up at her. Quaysha was fine with big ass, thick thighs, and voluptuous breast. She was a tall red bone. She was a stripper. She wore different colored weaves often. Today was rocking a deep red long weave.
“I just want that dress to wear out tonight,” she said sitting in my lap. “Welcome home Vault.”
“Thanks,” he said glancing at her. “Tell your thot ass friend don’t even look my way. I know about her fucking Bell.” I had no idea he knew.
“Well, don’t get an attitude with me. That’s her pussy not mine,” Quaysha said bopping her head. He waved her off.
“Here you go,” the uppity sales associate came back with the shoes.
She kept glancing at Quaysha and I. “You like something over here?” Quaysha asked as if she was marking her territory. We’ve had numerous arguments about her trying to lay claim on me.
“Yes, your bag,” Prescence said smiling.
Quaysha rolled her eyes as if she didn’t believe her. “Baby you couldn’t afford this working here.”
“I’m sure I can’t, that’s why I was only admiring it,’ she said turning to face Vault.
“You did good. I hope you getting paid by commission,” Vault said as he stood.
“I hope so too because that hourly pay ain’t shit,” Quaysha said laughing. I normally would check her about putting people down but I’m decided to give her a pass on this one.
“At least she’s not shaking her ass for a dollar,” Vault said.
“As long as my man likes it, I’m good,” she said leaning over kissing my jaw.
“What have I told you about that labeling this shit. We fuck,” I said standing almost causing her to fall to the floor. Vault laughed.
“Nigga don’t front because you with your family,” she said embarrassed. I reached in my pocket a peeled off a few bills and gave them to her to she could go on her way. “Thanks,” she said smiling.
“Is there anything else I can help you with?” Prescence asked. I knew she was ready for us to leave the store.
“Yea, I’m having a welcome home party tomorrow. I would love to see your face there,” he said smiling at her.
“I’ve already made plans with my friend,” she answered immediately.
“Damn, just ring those up for me,” Vault said. She smiled and walked away.
I was happy when Quaysha finally dismissed herself. We walked to the counter to pay for the shoes. I handed her my black card. She couldn’t even hide the surprise on her face. “He’s the criminal not me,” I said staring at her.
“Damn nigga chill. My name is Vault, this mean ass fool here is Moby,” Vault said smiling at her. She gave a half-smile as she handed my card back to me.
“Well Prescence, I’ll be back in here to see you,” Vault said as we walked away.
“Hi cuz,” Faith said entering my apartment.
“What’s up?” I asked walking back to the sofa.
“My place seems so lonely since you moved out, she said sitting on the sofa with a sad face. I had moved into my own place right before I started school three months ago.
“Girl please, I know you’ve had so much dick come through since I’ve moved out,” I said laughing.
“I have!” she said laughing loudly.
“Just nasty,” I said laughing and shaking her head.
“Girl, let me tell you about this Nigerian I’ve been dating. So I finally decided it was time to see what it was working with. Bitch, I almost got lock-jaw,” she said shaking her head.
I burst into laughter. “Why?”
“Prescence I wouldn’t have mind if it was from sucking his dick but it wasn’t, she said as if she was disgusted.
“Faith what happened?” I asked still laughing.
“This fool had me sucking his damn breast. He’s muscular so his chest his tight. I’m trying to suck and he steady saying suck harder. I was sucking like I was trying through get a bowling ball through a straw,” she said laughing. I was in tears laughing.
“So how was the sex?” I asked after I finally was able to stop laughing.
“It was mediocre. Dick was long but skinny. Then the worst part is when I looked down at his feet. Prescence I swear it looked like he walked to America from his homeland. God his feet were ugly as hell,” she said. I couldn’t stop laughing. Faith sex stories were always hilarious.
“So are you going to see him again,” I asked as I laughed.
“No, because he showed up to my apartment the other morning while I was getting ready for work. I didn’t invite him over,” she said mad. I nodded my head in agreement.
“I wanted to see if you wanted to go to a wedding with me today. One of my co-workers getting married,” she said.
“I already told Fi I will hang with her today. She’s been begging me to go out with her. I finally gave in. We’re going to a cook out today then a club later,” I said.
“Good, you need to get out and meet some people,” she said happily.
“What are you doing tonight?” I asked sipping my coffee.
She smiled. “Just nasty,” I said shaking my head and laughing.
“Well, at least come help me find something to wear to this wedding,” she said.
“Yea, I can do that. The cook out isn’t until four o’clock,” I informed her.
I got dressed and we headed out to do some shopping. I was on a budget so I was mostly window shopping. Troy and I split the money from the sale of the house. I paid my rent for the full year. I still had money left over but I had to be careful about my spending. Like the ratchet ass female said at the store yesterday, hourly pay ain’t about shit.
My mind started to think of the two fine brothers in the store yesterday. Vault was charming with his cut baby face and dimples. The other one was too rude but the absolutely most delicious thing I laid my eyes on. He didn’t know that was my reason for staring was admiring him. It had nothing to do with learning of Vault’s release from prison. He was a complete asshole. I could see why he was with the ratchet female. They were made for each other.
After enjoying the afternoon with Faith, I went home to get dressed for the cook out. I wore a short romper that stopped high on my thighs. It was pink with spaghetti straps. I applied a little make up. It was too hot for a full beat. I put a few curls in my hair. I decided I would wear it down. I hated curling my hair. I mostly wore it in ponytail or a bun on top of my head. It was shoulder length and sandy brown with red highlights. Just as I was done getting dressed, Fionna was calling to let me know was outside waiting on me. I grabbed my ponytail holder slipping it on my wrist, my phone and purse and headed out the door.
“Look at you, looking all cute,” she said smiling at me.
“Thanks,” I said blushing.
“You look totally different with your hair down,” she said as she backed out of the parking space.
“I hate curling my hair,” I told her.
“I don’t. I just put some more weave in mine whenever the curls don’t fall right,” she said laughing. It reminded me that I have never seen her without weave.
The moment we turned the road to her aunt’s house there were people everywhere. I looked around in amusement. “I thought you said it was a cook out, this a damn block party.”
She laughed. “I thought it was a cook out, but I should’ve known better. Niggas love to show out.”
She pulled into the driveway of a huge red brick home. I stepped out the car looking out into the street. There was a DJ set up in the middle of the street. I noticed the street was blocked off. Girls were standing around dancing in there stilettos.
“Fi, I think I’m underdressed,” I said looking around at how nice everyone was dressed.
“Chile, those thirst buckets smell money,” she said as we walked into the house.
It was beautifully decorated in black leather furniture, light brown hardwood floors and brown, black and red drapes. Beautiful African art work hung on the walls. “Aunt Betty,” Fionna called out.
“In the kitchen FiFi,” she called out to Fionna.
We walked into the kitchen. It was all black with granite counter tops. Fionna walked over and gave her aunt a hug. “Who’s this beauty?” she asked looking at me.
“This my friend from school. Her name is Prescence,” Fionna said smiling at me.
“You must be an angel, because this child here don’t do the friend thing,” her aunt said laughing. I smiled.
“It’s nice to meet you. She’s always bragging about your cooking,” I said walking over to her.
“I would shake your hand sweetie must as you can see they got me in here slaving,” she said holding her hands up from cutting up vegetables.
“Is there anything I can do to help?” I asked looking around.
“Do you cook?” she asked surprised.
“Yes ma’am. My mom taught me well,” I said smiling. My mother had me in the kitchen with her almost every time she cooked to make sure I knew how. I shook the memory out of my mind.
“She can throw down to Aunt,” Fionna said making me blush.
“Well thank you for the offer, but you kids gone and enjoy yourself. I got this in here,” she told us.
“Where knuckle head?” Fionna asked.
“Chile, you know he’s going to make a grand entrance like he damn Obama,” Mrs. Betty said laughing.
We walked back outside and to the side of the house where a huge table was set up with all types of expensive liquors. “I never asked, who’s the cook out for?”
“Oh my cousin Theodore,” she said as she looked around the table. “What’s your poison?”
“Hennessey,” I said.
“Oh shit!” she said laughing. “Straight or tracer?”
“I better trace if you want to see me at the club tonight,” I said as I looked out in the streets. The music was jumping and people were dancing, laughing and talking.
“Here you go more coke than Henny. We’ll go slow and finish hard tonight,” she said as she danced to the music. “Come on. I know you’ve already met my mom. I have one more aunt and my uncle Bojack.”
We walked around to the back of the house where there was some older people sitting around in chairs talking and playing cards.
“There goes my ebony Goddess,” an older nice looking dark skin man said. I assumed he was Uncle Bojack. Fionna kneeled down and kissed him on the jaw. She introduced me to her other aunt. Her name was Gloria. I could tell they were all related by their features. I spoke to everyone including Mary, Fionna’s mother. The three sisters were as beautiful as her uncle was handsome. They were classy and sophisticated women.
“We’re going out on the street,” Fionna said as we walked away.
“I thought you said your family was ratchet,” I said as we walked toward road.
“Oh, not them. My cousins,” she said as an all black Mercedes pulled into the drive way. “You’re about to meet one of them I know for sure. He’s rude as fuck so don’t take whatever comes out his mouth personally,” she said as I waited for the door to open. The driver and passenger door opened. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Rude ass.
“If it isn’t nappy head FiFi,” Vault said as he approached her with open arms.
“Nigga, my hair is my glory,” she said standing with her hand on her hip.
They held each other tight for a couple of minutes as rude ass Moby stood back. I chose not to look in his direction.
“I’m happy to have you home cousin,” she said with water in her eyes after breaking their embrace.
“Still soft as hell, I see. Suck that shit up,” he said looking at her. She giggled.
“So, I guess you on some shady shit like usual,” she said looking at Moby with her hand on her hip.
“Nah, I was just waiting for you to stop all that damn crying,” he said approaching her. They hugged briefly.
“Damn cuz, this you?” Vault asked looking at me. My eyes widened.
“Fool I’m not gay. This my friend from school,” Fionna said slapping him on the shoulder.
“Oh ok, I had to make sure because seems like niggas being left out of the threesomes lately,” he said laughing. “What’s your name beautiful?” he asked looking at me.
I giggled. “Prescence.”
“His eyes grew big. “Oh shit, that’s you?”
“You know her?” Fionna asked looking at us both.
“We met today. She helped me pick out some shoes. She was cute and all in the store, but damn you don’t even look like the same person,” he said looking me up and down. I laughed.
“It’s me,” I said laughing.
“You know this shit fate right?” he asked looking at me.
“Boy bye, you not about to have Natalie ghetto ass cutting up,” Fionna said waving him off.
“Damn you hating,” he said looking at her.
“Nope, just looking out for my friend,” she said staring at him. He nudged in the forehead with his index finger.
“I see you got on all the new gear. Moby I wasn’t worthy of a trip to the mall?” she asked looking at him.
“You were working yesterday. I gotcha tomorrow,” I said without a smile.
“Oh God, let us carry on. There goes your fake ass girlfriend and her crew,” Fionna said rolling her eyes. I looked to see the rude ratchet girl from the store walking up the drive way.
“She ain’t my damn girlfriend,” Moby said with an attitude.
“Don’t tell me, tell her. Come on Prescence,” she said pulling me by the arm. I followed behind her as we walked out into the street.
I couldn’t believe I was having so much fun. I was dancing and laughing in the streets with total strangers. Fionna’s brother, Victor eventually showed up. I danced with him also. We instantly clicked liked siblings when we first met. I couldn’t see how he or Vault was related to the rude asshole that I kept staring at me.
“Come on, let’s go get something to eat,” Fionna said. We walked to the side of the house where all the tables were filled with different dishes and meats.
We fixed out plates and sat at a picnic table looking out at the street as people still danced. I couldn’t help but stare at Moby having a heated discussion with his girlfriend.
“Girl, she swears they go together. She just one of many,” Fionna said shaking her head in disgust.
“What’s her name?’ I asked.
“Quaysha, just ratchet as hell,” she said shaking her head.
“Who’s son is he?” I asked.
“Aunt Gloria is his mom. Aunt Betty is Theodore’s mom,” she informed me.
“Why do you call him by his government?” I asked.
She laughed. “Because he hates it.”
“The fireworks are about to start now,” she said looking out in the street.
I looked at the direction she was staring. Vault was hugging and dancing with a girl. He was kissing on her as she giggled. One of the girls with Quaysha charged toward them. Her and Vault started arguing. Quaysha’s friends starting arguing with the other girl’s friends until Victor ended the arguing.
“I guess I shouldn’t call my family ratchet. The women they fuck are ratchet,” Fionna said laughing. I laughed with her.
“Get that fool and let’s meet in the den,” I told Victor. I wasn’t going to deal with his same bull shit again. “And shut this shit down now!”
“What’s going on around here?” Ma G said as all the elders came to the front of the house.
“Natalie showing her ass again,” I told her.
“Where Vault, I told him to stay away from that damn girl,” Aunt Betty said looking out in the streets.
I turn to see him and Victor walking towards us.
“Told y’all about messing with those ratchet behind females,” Fionna said walking up to us. “You need to move your car. I need to take her home. You got me blocked in.”
“You are going to have to wait until I’m done, FiFi,” I said.
“How long are you going to be?” she asked looking at me.
“It’s okay Fi, I’m good,” Prescence said looking at Fionna.
Damn, she was pretty. I can’t believe how cool she was with all the dramatics happening. I would’ve thought her uppity ass would’ve been running down the road trying to get away from this chaos.
“Give me 15 minutes,” I told FiFi.
“Moby, I need to talk to you,” Quaysha said walking up the driveway.
“Let me stop you right there. Whatever it is, keep that shit out there. He’ll talk to you when he’s ready,” Ma G said to her pointing out in the streets. Quaysha didn’t move another step. She stood there with her hands folded in front of her. She knew how mom and my aunts got down. She wasn’t ready for that battle.
I wasn’t in the mood for any of her shit. I’m done with her. She was starting to become too clingy. One of the main reasons I fucked with her, because she never tried to lay claims on me. Lately, she’s been on some different shit. I’m not trying to get tied down to any female at this point in my life.
I walked inside the house with Victor and Vault behind me. We entered the den. They sat on each end of the couch while I sat in a chair.
“Nigga, you’ve been out one day and already causing unnecessary foolishness,” I said staring at him.
“Man that was her. I hadn’t said shit to her,” he said in his defense. He was telling the truth, but he knew she was going to react to him kissing on another female.
“You did that shit to get a reaction out of her,” Victor said looking at him. He smiled.
I shook my head. “You say you are ready to work, then act like it. Vic and I have been holding on this shit down by ourselves. We can keep doing that shit if you are going to be on bull shit.”
“Man, just give my piece and I’ll show you,” he said standing up. I looked at Vic and he shrugged his shoulders. Vault loved making money and knew how to make it fast. His only problem was he wasted it faster.
“I’m giving you the east side. You’ll meet with your runners tomorrow. Keep your shit low-key. Stay off other nigga’s territory. I’m not trying to have beef with anyone,” I instructed him.
“Hell yea, time to get to this money,” he said excited.
“You need to stay the fuck away from Natalie. She trifling as hell anyway,” Victor told him.
“Fuck her,” he said turning up a bottle of Hennessey. “Are we going out tonight?”
I shook my head and chuckled. We sat and chatted about business for about ten more minutes before they both left the den. I needed a few more minutes to relax. I was ready for a change in my life. I was tired of running the streets. The money was fast and good but I had legit ways of making money now. I didn’t need to be out in the streets risking my life every day anymore. I was ready to turn over the streets to Victor and Vault.
I was the oldest one of my cousins. Vault was the youngest and wildest. I started hustling when I was only 13. I stayed on the blocks as much as possible. Ma G knew what I was doing and stayed in my ass about it, but she couldn’t stop me from getting to this money. It was in my blood. My dad is doing life now for conspiracy drug charges. Grimy ass best friend set him up. He was locked up when I was only 10 years old. He left my mom and me financially stable, but I was the man of the house now. I wanted to live the lifestyle we were accustomed to. So, I went to the streets and starting putting in the work.
I walked out the study and bumped into Prescence. I stared down at her looking at the freckles across her nose. There was one that stood out right on the side. It was shaped like a heart. “Excuse me,” she said nervously.
“Looking for something?” I asked not taking my eyes of the freckle.
“The bathroom,” she said looking up at me with her brown cat shaped eyes.
“Down the hall to the left,” I informed her. Her scent was soft and subtle. I could smell a hint of lavender. I had recognized her the moment we walked up to her and FiFi earlier. She did look totally different with her hair down but the freckles were a giveaway.
“Thank you,” she said as she hurried past me. I ran my hands over my face wondering what the hell was going through my mind. I made my way out the door to move my car so FiFi could get out. The crowd was still slowly dispersing.
“Are you going out with us tonight?” I asked Fionna asked I walked out the house.
“No, I’m going with Prescence,” she said as we walked to our cars.
“What do you know about her?” I asked. I was always curious of new people who started to hang around. Fionna didn’t have close friends. I started to wonder why she was spending time with this new girl that none of us knew.
“She’s nice, Mo. She’s from Cincinnati. She moved here over a year ago with her cousin. Tonight will be here first time ever going out since she’s been here,” she informed me.
“Just be careful. You know how grimy people can be,” I warned her.
“I know. Thanks for the concern,” she said tiptoeing kissing me on the cheek. Fionna was our little sister. She was the only girl of the four of us. We protected her with our lives.
“Y’all welcomed to the VIP if you want to chill there tonight,” I said getting in my car.
She laughed. “Not with all the ratchet females y’all have behind y’all.”
I laughed because she was telling the truth. “Nah that shit dead. She’s on some other shit.”
“Good for you. She’s so damn fake,” she said shaking her head. I looked to see Prescence coming from the house.
“Dang I thought I was going to have to come find you,” Fionna said looking at her.
“I’m sorry. I was talking to your mom and aunts. They’re funny. They remind me of my family,” she said smiling with her perfect teeth.
“They are a trip. Come on so we can go home and get ready,” she said as they walked toward her car parked in front of me. I couldn’t help but stare at her round perfect ass. Even though the romper was loose on her, I knew her ass was nice from when I seen her in the mall yesterday.