12. Ari
Toya and I were still cracking up at Ciera’s ole nervous ass. When the bouncer came to get us and said she needed to talk to us, we hurried and went with him.
She looked like she was scared as hell, but she made sure she got her scary ass in that truck.
I don’t blame her my ass woulda been tied to the top of the truck just to make sure I was with that man.
Lawd he was fine as fuck. Toya and I decided to leave the VIP and head back down to the dance floor, where we were turning the fuck up
“You think Ci Good?” Toya asked. “Baby when she jumped out the back of that damn truck and I saw all the trucks behind them babbby she was big time stepping and I was with every bit of it.”
“Shitttttttt! Bitch, I wouldn’t never come the fuck home if I had a nigga like the one Ci just left with! Y’all will have to file a missing person’s report on my black ass. I can promise you that!” I said to Toya.
“I know that’s the fuck right,” Toya said, agreeing with me as we slapped hands.
“She talking bout they just getting to know each other. If I were her, I would be sliding down the pole with my damn hand out saying, hi I'm Toya it’s nice to meet you. Cause I'll be the biggest HOE! that’s it,” Toya said and we fell out laughing.
“Bitch, I would be trying to get to know the inside of that nigga’s body. I would be the sweat pouring out of that fine ass man, while he was knee deep in my jewel box,” I said, and that shit us bent over. Toya and I decided to leave VIP and go back down to the first level to hit the dance floor.
Rihanna’s, Work came on, and I was fucking shit up.
One thing I always had was a banging ass body, so I knew I was the shit.
I was feeling this damn song, whining and moving my body all around when I felt someone jerk my arms, turning me around.
Mike had yoked my ass up, pulling me off the dance floor.
I fucking lost it and jerked away from his grip.
“What the fuck is wrong with you, Ari? You out here acting like a hoe!” he yelled in my face.
“Nigga, you done lost yo’ muthafuckin’ mind! Who the hell you calling a hoe?” I screamed.
I was pissed, and Toya was screaming and cursing his ass out like it was no tomorrow.
I could feel the heat rising through my body as I stared at his ass, and then this nigga had the nerve to put his hands on me.
Mike was still yelling in my face trying to grab me, but again, I moved away.
Suddenly, I was pushed to the side, not knowing what was going on.
“Do we got a fuckin’ problem?” the stranger asked. He looked so familiar, but I couldn’t figure out from where.
“My man, this ain’t got nothing to do with you, so move the fuck around!” Mike fumed.
“Check this out, nigga. When you decide that you want to put your hands on a female in my muthafuckin’ club, we gon’ always have problems!
Now do what’s safe and get yo’ bitch ass out my fuckin’ face, and my shit!
Walk out while you’re still able to do that shit because I can promise you, you won’t be able to walk too much longer fuckin’ with me,” the muscular, fine ass man told Mike.
Then it hit me like a ton of bricks; it was the fine ass rude dude from my school!
“Man, fuck that hoe!” Mike flexed.
Once Mike said that shit, dude started giving him that work!
He was punching him over, and over. Then he started stomping his ass out.
Eventually, security came and pulled the guy off Mike.
I then ran up and was fucking Mike up some more, until the guy snatched me up, tossing me over his shoulder.
So, I started swinging and punching him in his back.
“Don’t fucking manhandle me, nigga!” I yelled. “Put me the fuck down!” When we got outside, I was still kicking, screaming, and punched him in his head.
“Fuuuuccckkk! Yo, what the fuck is your problem?” He put me down on the curb and was now hovering over me. He was so fucking pissed. I knew he was ready to fuck me up.
Damn. Why is he so fucking fine? I thought to myself.
“Yoooo man, chill out! Why you spazzing out on me?” he asked.
“Who the fuck is you to be grabbing on me like that?” I screamed at him.
“Yo chill out, ma, for real. I’m not with the shit you on right now. Your fucking mouth gon’ get yo’ ass into some shit!”
“What you gonna do, nigga?” I jumped in his face, and Toya wasted no time getting in his face. Cause yeah, we like that.
He looked at her and nodded his head in her direction.
“Meek handle this for me,” he said to the dude standing near Toya.
The dude Meek walked up to Toya and tried to calm her down, but she was still cursing they asses out. That was my girl; she was ready for whatever!
POW! POW! POW!
Gunshots rang out, and I felt myself being pushed to the ground.
When I peeked out to look, there were men all over the place with guns raised, firing back.
I heard cars screeching away, as I was being touched all over my body.
I’m assuming that he was checking to make sure I wasn’t hit, and I know it’s crazy to say right now, but a bitch was in heat!
Four SUVs pulled up, and men jumped out.
“Zel, you straight?”
“Yeah, man. I’m good,” he said, looking down at me.
“You good, ma?”
“Yeah, I’m okay,” I said, still shook from the life-threatening experience. I saw Toya being put in the back of a truck and the guy Meek jumping in behind her, as I was ushered to another waiting truck.
“What about my friend? And my sister’s car!” I said in a panic.
“We will get the car to you, I promise. As for your friend, she is being taken care of, and she will get home safe.”
Sirens could be heard in the distance as we pulled off. Looking back, I could see the other trucks following us. He pulled me to him and wrapped his arms around me. I was shaking like crazy, and I guess he noticed it.
“You good, lil mama?” he asked looking down at me.
“Yeah.”
“I’m Zelan, by the way.” He introduced himself.
“Hi, I’m Ari. We met at my school when you knocked my books out my hand.”
“Yeah, I know,” was all he said. I could see the anger on his face as his phone rang in his hand. He answered, talked for a few minutes then ended the call.
“Ma, I’m gone get you home. Put your number in my phone, so I can check on you when I’m done handling business,” he said and I did as he asked then laid back on his chest.
After riding for a while, we finally pulled in front of my house. He looked at me and apologized for how things played out tonight. Zelan got out the car, came to my side and opened the door for me to get out.
“I promise, I’ll check on you soon.” He leaned down and gave me a kiss that took my entire soul out my body. I was straight kissing and sucking on that nigga’s lips as if I was starving. He had my ass pinned up against the truck until we finally broke the kiss.
“Go ahead, baby girl. Get in the house and I’ll hit you up later.”
“Yep, that nigga can get it,” I said aloud as I walked in the house and headed to my room. I pulled my phone out to call Toya because I needed to check on my girl. She picked up immediately.
“Bitccccchhhh, what the fuck was that shit!” she screamed into the phone, amped the fuck up.
“I know, right. Mike was on one tonight, but I got something for that ass!” I yelled in the phone just as amped as she was.
“Girl, fuck Mike’s fuckboy ass. I’m talking about these GANG of fine ass niggas that came to our rescue tonight!
Bitch, I don’t know how many times I came on myself looking at all those niggas.
I was ready to fuck some shit up for my best bitch though, but I was ready to fuck the shit out of that Meek nigga.
On everything, I’m fucking that nigga the first chance I get with his cute ass and them muthafuckin purple eyes oh my lawd!
The nigga had purple eyes! I ain’t never seen that on nan nigga. ” We both burst out laughing.
“Girl, that was the rude ass dude I met at my school the other day, but he came through tonight and showed my ass what it really was!”
“Hell yeah, bitch. He could handle me anyway his ass wanted to just as long as he was touching me. Shit, I wanted to keep the shit going so the nigga Meek could keep grabbing on me!”
“Girl, Shad gone kick your ass!” I said, laughing at her.
“Shad can kiss my ass, that nigga still on that fuckboy shit. I told him a real man was gone come through one day, and I’ma glow on his ass with the next nigga,” she said, serious as hell. She sicka that nigga.
“Well, sis. I’m with whatever you decide. Let’s link up tomorrow for dinner and drinks.”
“I’m down for that, just hit me up,” she said, and we ended the call.
Tonight was scary, but I think I got myself a newfound friend. That was something that I was most definitely looking forward to.