“I almost had your bean pie head ass. You can drive afro Betty. What’s your name?” Seeing the officers questioning people and some were coming our way, I knew it was time to get the fuck up out that jam.
“Here come the police.” When he turned to look, I took off running. His petty ass might tell them I set him on fire and they would know it was me. My daddy would kill me if I got my dumb ass locked up. Walking in the room, I was in a better mood. Lena was looking at me like I was crazy trying to figure out why I was smiling. Ignoring her, I climbed in the bed and played on my phone. It was hot now, but my day wasn’t done. A bitch was about to see me, as soon as the heat cleared out.
Four hours later, I was creeping through the dorm like a nigga cheating on his wife. It was quiet, and it seemed as if everyone was sleep. That’s exactly how I wanted it. Making my way to the room I was looking for, I opened her door and was happy the slow bitch didn’t lock it. They were knocked out and I stood there looking at the dumb hoe. She had so much shit to say in the library, but the bitch wasn’t gone be able to say shit for a while. Leaning over her, I flicked my Bic and placed it against her lip. I was trying to melt them bitches together. When she jumped up, I climbed on top of her and punched her ass in the mouth.
“When you see me, remember the day the devil showed up to your room. Don’t look my way, don’t speak my name, and if I think you told anybody I was in here tonight, I’ll make sure next time they won’t recognize you.”
“Look, I’m sorry. Please leave.”
“Bitch shut the fuck up. Your voice annoying as hell.” Grabbing her by the face, I placed the lighter to her lip and burnt that shit a lil more. I was truly my daddy’s child and my petty stayed turned on. Getting up, I left out leaving the bitch to find some butter for them big ass dick suckers.
CHAPTER FOUR DARRYL
“How the fuck you don’t know who she is? She didn’t just drive to the school because she was trying to get away from me, her ass go here. I done damn near fucked every bitch in this mufucka, how I don’t know shorty?” Jay shrugged his shoulders.
“School big ass shit. Maybe if you took your dumb ass to class, you would know her. Plus, we always on the other side of town. She must be with the broke mufuckas.” That nigga was tripping.
“Do you see what she was driving, shorty ain’t broke. Your ass seems to know a lot for a mufucka that don’t know her. Quit hating bitch and tell me who she is.”
“Damn nigga. You get all the bitches, I was gone step to shorty.” He saw how I looked at him and he knew that shit didn’t bother me. If you was gone talk to her, you should have been stepped. “Fuck it, her name Spark. Shorty a Hoover or some shit.”
“I don’t give a fuck if she was Houdini, that bitch set my shit on fire. Shorty gone pay for my shit.” We both knew that wasn’t why I was looking for her though. I wasn’t used to mufuckas turning me down, so I was determined to fuck her. Her green eyes did something to me. Shorty was petite, but sexy at the same time. Her feistiness had my dick hard.
Even though I cracked on her lil short curly hair, it was refreshing to see a chick rocking they real shit. Her lil pouty lips almost made me want to see what it would be like to kiss. Shaking my head, I needed to get those thoughts out of my head. I was gone five minute quick grits her ass. I guess it was time for me to go to class. Most of my teachers, I paid off, but I was heading to class today.
“Shorty got you over there thinking hard as fuck. You got the crease lines and shit showing.”
“Naw man, I’m straight. I do need some books and shit. I’m about to go to class and see if I can run into shorty.” Jay gave me a knowing look, but I ignored that shit. Thirty minutes later, we were walking into class. Looking around, I didn’t see her in that bitch. Two classes later, I thought this may not have been a good idea. All the majors and shit, it was guaranteed for me to have a class with her.
“You salty?” Jay was working my nerves and I was ready to let him walk home.
“Fuck you bitch. This was your dumb ass idea.” Walking back to my car, I looked over and there she was. Sitting in on the grass with a bunch of books surrounding her. If I hadn’t already seen shorty in action, I would have sworn she was a good girl. Heading over to her, I stood close by and watched her. When she got confused, shorty had the sexiest look on her face. She was biting down on her pen trying to figure something out. Finally, she looked up and saw me.
“Nigga, I have to finish my homework. I’m not in the mood to fight with you today. I see you found you a new outfit tighty whitey.” Laughing, I sat down next to her.
“You lucky I don’t turn your ass in Spark Hoover. I know that was your ass that set the library on fire. Police came our way, all I saw was head, shoulders, knees, and toes. That lil ass head was bobbing. You good at bobbing Spark?” When she laughed and shrugged her shoulders, I knew I wasn’t wrong. Shorty was wild as hell for setting that shit on fire. No wonder she was out here doing her homework.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Now if you don’t mind, I gotta finish this damn Algebra.”
“You know exactly what I’m talking about. You’re a Hoover. The entire hood heard stories about that nigga Blaze. How are you related to him?” Spark grabbed her books and got ready to get up.
“You ask a lot of questions. It was nice seeing you again pissy.”
“Twenty four.” Looking at me confused, she tried to figure out what I was talking about. “The answer you’re stuck on, it’s twenty four.” Sitting back down, she looked at her notepad for about two minutes. I didn’t not go to class because I was a dummy, my ass didn’t go, because I was smart as hell and the shit they were doing bored me. Especially math, I could do that shit in my sleep.
“How the hell you get that?” Grabbing her pen and paper, I showed her the break down of the problem.
“See, if you hang with me, I can tutor your simple ass. You got too much mouth to be a damn dummy.” We both laughed, until this chick named Amber walked up.
“Darryl, can I talk to you for a minute? I been waiting on you all night to come over, where the fuck have you been?” This was the only thing that I hated about fucking these bitches. They got sprung and thought I was they nigga.
“Lil zip lock, don’t you see me talking. Get the fuck on before I have my girl beat your ass.” Spark looked at her as if she was really my shorty and was down to fight.
“When you get a girl? I thought I was that bitch.” Spark flicked her Bic and for some reason, that shit turned me on.
“Didn’t he say move the fuck around? You got ten seconds to get the fuck on before I wake and bake your bitch ass.” Not wanting any problems, she moved around fast as shit. Me and Spark fell out laughing and my dick jumped looking at her smile.
“I’m your man huh shorty?”
“Nigga please. I only helped you because I need you to help me with my Algebra. Now, give me the answers for the next ten problems, so I can go get some food.” Grabbing her assignment, I looked at the problems.
“Only if you let me go eat with you.” Spark gave me a look like nigga please.
“Last time I had some food around you, I ended up with piss in my shit. Darryl huh. That fits your slow ass. You look like you about to say leave me alone any minute now.” Falling the fuck out laughing, I wrote her answers down on the paper.
“I promise to hold the piss unless you ask for it. Them dry ass curls can use some moisture. Come on, I’m driving.” When she didn’t fight me on it, I have no idea why I got excited. Jumping in my car, we went back to the spot we met at. She ordered the catfish and waffles. Shit sounded good, so I did the same.
“So, you went and tried to figure out who I am, tell me something about you.”
“I’m Darryl Reed, Jr. The end.” You could tell she wasn’t satisfied with that answer, but I loved the fact my name didn’t tell who I was.
“Nigga I heard him say your name is Reggie.” Realizing she was quoting Mike Lowry from Bad Boys, I fell o
ut. That let me know she had a sense of humor. “This is the second time I saw you in white, do you always wear it?” Nodding my head yeah, she got irritated when I didn’t say why. So, I went ahead and told her.
“My dad only wears white. My entire life, he dressed me the same. Shit became a habit and I love it. Looks good on me, wouldn’t you say?” You could tell she thought it was more to it and was disappointed when it wasn’t. For some reason, I wasn’t ready to tell her about the Jesus part. She would think a nigga weird.
“Ohh, I thought it had some significance. You just gay. Got it. I’m shocked I’ve never seen you around, that white would stand out.” Shrugging my shoulders, I threw a shot back at her ass.
“That’s because I only hang around mufuckas that’s getting money. Your broke ass be with your kind. It’s all good, tax season coming around.” She gave me a nod like she was gone get my ass back, but we continued to laugh and talk. Hours had passed, and I didn’t want to take her back.
“Damn, let me see your keys. I left my wallet in your car.” Not thinking shit of it, I passed them to her. When she got out of the booth, I had remind myself I was only trying to fuck. When I heard a horn blow, I looked at the window. Spark stuck her middle finger up and drove off in my shit. I didn’t know whether to be pissed or intrigued. One thing was for certain, shorty was gone make me fuck her up and then fuck her to sleep.
CHAPTER FIVE SPARK
Darryl had a mystery to him that drew me in. Even though he was rude and disrespectful as fuck, it was still something about him. I’m shocked I had never met him, because his ass went to school with us. He’s a nigga you wouldn’t forget if you met him. I wanted to ask Lena did she know who he was, but she was sleep when I walked back in the room. Throwing his keys on the stand, I climbed in bed and fell out laughing just imagining his face when he realized I left his ass.
That nigga was talking shit, but he didn’t realize the type of bitch I am. My petty be on another level and his ass was going to learn. If he wanted to hang around me, the nigga was going to act accordingly. Snuggling up in my bed, I was out within five minutes. I don’t know how much time had passed, but I could feel someone standing over me. When I opened my eyes, it’s like it was a bright light and an illusion of a man. My ass had to be tripping or still sleep. Sitting up, I closed my eyes and opened them up again.
“My child, why have thou forsaken me?” All I could do was stare with my mouth open. “Do you know who I am?” Nodding my head yes, I didn’t think I would be able to talk. “The wicked flee when no one pursues, but the righteous are bold as a lion.”
“I’m sorry Lord.”
“Repent my child.” I had no idea what the hell I had done to Jesus, but a bitch was scared as hell. Getting out of the bed, I kneeled on the floor. My ass was damn near in tears because I knew my ass was about to go to hell. Should have known that playing with fire was going to get me drop kicked to the devil.
Out of nowhere, my ass was hit in my face and something got in my mouth. The taste let me know it was flour and I was trying to figure out if the Lord wanted me to make five loaves of bread. When I heard the laugh, I dropped my head in shame. This dumb ass nigga Darryl was crying laughing as he snatched his keys and walked out my door. I was too damn out done to go chasing after his ass, but I had his ass tomorrow. Who the fuck does some shit like that and why the hell this nigga was in here looking like a fuckable Jesus. I should have known it wasn’t really him when my coochie jumped. I don’t think the Lord out here soaking panty liners.
I was gone have to find out who this nigga was. Ain’t no way this nigga was just out here wearing white and shit. Plus, how the fuck he get his self to glow in the dark was beyond me. His bitch ass won tonight, and I couldn’t do shit but take my L. Climbing back in the bed, I laughed at my dumb ass sitting there kneeling ready to say I’m sorry the right way. I was gone quiver and make sure I added a bunch of R’s like Mr. Brown said. I don’t know if I was smiling from me liking his style or because that shit was funny as hell. Either way, I couldn’t wait until tomorrow.
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When I woke up, Lena was looking at me like I was crazy. You could tell she wanted to know what the hell happened and all I could do was laugh. I’m sure I looked a hot ass mess. The devil had a run in with Jesus, and that nigga kicked my ass. Getting up to look in the mirror, I fell the fuck out laughing. I still had the flour stuck to my face, mixed with slob.
“So, are you gone tell me what the fuck happened or are you gone stand there smiling like a bitch that sucked powdered dick?” Jumping on her bed, I laughed hard as hell. Probably too hard because the shit may not have been that funny, but a bitch was feeling all giddy and shit.
“I stole this nigga’s Maserati and he broke in here last night and fucked my ass up.” You could tell she was trying to find the humor in it.
“Look, if we are going to be roommates, you can’t be out here kicking off bullshit and I live here too. That shit ain’t safe and it’s not fair to me.” Rolling my eyes, she killed my high quick.
“Bitch, shut the fuck up. It wasn’t like that. We were on a date and I left him there. I was playing and so was he. I don’t know, shit hard to explain. It’s like we like each other, but our petty keep kicking in.”
“Sounds like some crazy shit to me, but if you like it, I love it chile. What’s his name and where you meet him at talking about a Maserati?” Shrugging my shoulders, I grabbed my stuff, so I could go wash my ass.
“Off campus, but he goes here. I’ve never seen him before, his name Darryl.” You could see the jealousy in her eyes, but I was over that shit. I was going to be who the fuck I was, no matter who didn’t like that shit.
“Guess you found someone else who thinks they all that just like you. Y’all gone be two outcasts and shit.” She actually had the nerve to laugh like the shit was cool.
“Bitch I’ll beat you and anybody else ass on this campus that got some shit to say. How bout dat? Blink or something bitch, the jealousy in your eyes dripping. What you should have been saying is, do he have a friend or something. If you hooked a nigga with some money, you won’t be broke. Let that sink in.” The sad part is, the bitch actually started thinking about it.
“Well do he?”
“Do he what?” Lena was really ruining my good mood.
“Have any friends or something. Put me on friend. We can double date and shit.” Laughing, I walked towards the door to go wash my ass.
“I’ll ask him if I see him today.” Going in the shower, I handled my hygiene and got my ass out. I didn’t know if I was going to see Darryl today, but I wanted to. Just in case, I was gone make sure I was on point. Grabbing my white Burberry button up and Black jeans, I got dressed topping it off with my Burberry Moto boots. Getting my good hair cream, I got my curls perfect. Doing a slight beat, I was ready for class.
As soon as I made it to my car, Darryl was parked next to it leaning on his looking sexy as fuck in his all white. He had his dreads pulled back in a ponytail and I thought it was sexy as fuck since his sides was shaved off. I wanted to lick his lips, but I held my composure. He had hoes and I needed to keep myself in check since I was a virgin. It’s not that I wanted to be, I couldn’t pay a nigga to date me out here and the ones that did, my daddy put a stop to that shit. Even though he was a hoe, it’s not like I couldn’t have a lil fun.
“Good morning, you looking refreshed. Must have used a new face mask last night.” His ass could barely hold his laugh back and I almost elbowed him.
“Fuck you. My slob had that damn flour caked up on my face. Let’s go, you taking me to breakfast before WE head to class.”
“Anything over ten dollars, you gone owe me some head. I’m not about to be tricking off on your lil bald headed ass and you ain’t putting out. Not to mention, the way your ass out here dressed, you need to be buying my food.” Laughing, I climbed in his car.
“It will be a cold day in hell before I pay for a date. Shit not in my blood. My daddy wou
ld beat my ass if he found out I was taking care of a broke ass nigga.”
“DATTTEEEEEE.” This nigga hit me with the Soulja Boy and all I could do was laugh. “Who said we was going on a date. We heading to IHOP to share one pancake. Don’t get this shit twisted.” We both laughed, and the shit just felt natural. We actually did go to IHOP, but we didn’t share a meal. He wasn’t as petty as he tried to be. We were having a great time laughing when he got ready to lean in for a kiss.
“Darryl Reed, JR. You’re under arrest for the rape of Hannah Shultz. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.” That was all I heard before I saw red. He threw me his keys and gave my ass some instructions.
“Call my pops. Tell him what’s going on and to get here.” Grabbing my phone, I typed in the name he shouted out. This nigga actually thought we was good after he done raped a bitch. I was good on him, but not before I sent his nasty ass a message. I would call his father, but I had a trick for his ass.
CHAPTER SIX DARRYL
I couldn’t believe shorty took off in my shit. She was a disrespectful mufucka and I was loving that shit. Every other girl I encountered would have given up the pussy within an hour of being with me. They didn’t give a fuck about me feeding they ass or taking them anywhere, so I never had to do it. She was petty, but my shit was on another level.
See, my pops was extra as fuck, but he ain’t have shit on me. In high school, I found a tailor to alter my clothes. All my shit got glowing lights added in them. When I went at a nigga, I wanted them to be scared out of their fucking mind. Shit always worked too. They ass couldn’t figure out how a nigga was around here glowing with a light radiating off him and shit. Same with Spark. She didn’t know what the fuck to do when she opened her eyes and saw me standing there looking like the end of the world.
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