Chapter 6
Solana Thomas
“Solana just wanted to give you a heads up. The lot manager across the street came in earlier and complained about you parking in their lot again. They threatened to get you towed next time they catch you. I know your situation, but I just want you to be careful. Or maybe find somewhere else to park.” My manager Carla told me, as I typed my three digit code to clock in.
I sighed because this had become a thing these last few months and I hope pre usual the lot manager was blowing smoke up my ass.
The big nosed bastard would come in complaining about my bus being parked overnight and threaten to have it towed but nothing would ever come from his bitching.
It was annoying because the only time that lot is used is during the daytime and I was long gone before they opened.
The only reason they even knew I parked there was because of the cameras they’d installed a few months back.
I truly didn’t see what the big deal was if I didn’t disrupt their business.
I didn’t have the mental capacity to think about not being able to park my skoolie in that lot.
I could work the few hours Sunshyne was at preschool but that was barely four hours a day.
My check wouldn’t be shit working those hours and it would be more of a hassle getting Sunshyne to school then driving to work and back to pick her up.
Gas would tear that little ass paycheck right up.
I wasn’t about to stress myself out about something that hadn’t happened yet.
Looking out the window, I had a clear view of my skoolie and that was all that mattered.
Sunshyne was knocked out, that little girl could sleep her ass off.
Once she was asleep nothing was waking her up.
I swear she could sleep through anything and don’t wake her up early or she’d have an attitude out of this world.
“I know Carla, I’ll have to figure something out when the time comes. For now, I gotta focus on the present.”
“I hear you. I’m finna get out of here. See you tomorrow.” Carla waved at me as she grabbed her purse walking around the counter and out the front doors.
I exhaled loudly as I prepared myself to work this twelve hour shift.
Thankfully, there weren’t any customers here right now.
I wasn’t a people person and working at a job where I had to deal with them was the bane of my existence.
Being an only child made me like to stay to myself.
Could I put on a fake smile and front if I had to, absolutely.
That ability was how I made it through my long nights working at the club.
However, if it was up to me, I would only have to deal with Sunshyne, and the world could kick rocks.
Maybe, I’d make time for a fine ass nigga to come sweep me off my feet.
But he was finna have to work his ass off to prove he’d deserved to be a part of my life.
Sonni had left so much damage with all the stuff he’d put me through I almost didn’t trust all niggas.
A nigga would tell you they loved you and go eat another bitch’s pussy with the same lips.
I’d seen and been through it all. That’s why I knew it would take a miracle to get me to take another nigga serious.
Marlo had my attention, and not just cause he was fine ass fuck.
I loved how attentive he was with his daughter.
The way I grew up you didn’t see a father caring for his kids.
Seeing him interacting with Mason with being attentive and loving made him so much more attractive.
I thought I was losing my mind with the way he had me feeling.
I was literally getting stuck looking into his deep chocolate colored eyes.
It was like looking at a fire and I was a moth.
I wanted to touch his flame even if I got burned in the end.
I swear Marlo sparked something in my soul that had died a long time ago.
He had to feel the connection I felt. I saw that same look in his eyes, and he had to feel the same spark when our skin connected.
Of course, like all niggas Marlo had a bitch, and I got burned a lot sooner than expected.
Seeing his very pregnant wife or whatever she wanted to be was like a dagger piercing my soul.
I was salty like I’d been dealing with Marlo for a while.
To see the type of female he was with kind of turned me off…
a little. She came up running her dick suckers when she should have been more concerned with her daughter.
But that wasn’t my business. It just proved my point that most niggas weren’t about shit.
I was better off single and not stressing behind some trifling nigga.
My shift was going smoothly. It was kind of boring because there wasn’t a lot of traffic tonight.
Since it was Tuesday, I wasn’t too surprised with how slow it was.
It gave me a lot of down time to catch up on my reading.
One of my guilty pleasures, reading a bomb ass hood book.
I might have grown out of that kind of life, but I loved reading about a toxic ass couple with some fire sex scenes.
That and a glass of wine was all I needed to make my night.
Lately Sunshyne had been extra needy when it came to wanting my attention.
I hadn’t been able to read as much as I liked to.
I was so into the book I had been reading for the last thirty minutes I didn’t hear the door chime going off.
It wasn’t until someone cleared their throat that my head shot up, and I felt my heart about to beat out of my chest.
Marlo stood before me in all his chocolate glory with a confidante grin.
My mouth went dry when we locked eyes and I could see the recognition registering on his face.
His pink tongue slipped through his juicy lips as he ran it across his bottom lip.
Even in his work uniform he looked amazing.
I assumed he was a mechanic, the Black polo with red short sleeves fit him snuggly making his arms look twice as muscular.
On the left upper part of his shirt right on his defined pectoral muscle in red cursive was his name.
With B I could feel it.
“Cause, I told you too.”
“You told me too?” I scoffed at his audacity. “I don’t know who you think I am, but money don’t move me and it won’t get you some pussy. Run back to ya wanna be bourgeois bitch and leave me alone.”
Marlo laughed but his expression was anything but funny.
“Never in my life have I ever had to pay for pussy. A nigga wanna help ya prideful ass but you wanna make this somethin’ it ain’t.
You gotta shut the fuck up sometime before you block ya blessin’ and I would hope if I was tryna pay for ya pussy it would be worth more than eighty dollars.
Unless ya shit trash then I would understand.
” He shook his head at me as he made his way out the store.
Leaving me standing there stuck on stupid because I was trying to figure out if I should follow him outside to cuss him out some more.
Or if I needed to be committed, the way my pussy came to life from the authority of his words had to mean something is wrong with my head.
I real life wanted to jump on this counter and offer this nigga my pussy because he checked me.
My encounter with Marlo left me frazzled and I needed to regroup.
I walked over to the front door locking it and making sure my skoolie was still there before I went into the bathroom.
I need to splash some water on my hot ass to calm down.
After using the restroom and washing my hands I gave myself a peep talk in the mirror.
Once I felt my nerves relaxing, I headed back out to unlock the doors.
What the fuck? I felt myself about to explode as I saw my skoolie was gone. It was just there before I went to the bathroom. Without thinking twice, I ran outside and tears started to cloud my vision. All I could think about was Sunshyne. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
“Are you okay,” Some nigga asked me grabbing my arm stopping me from moving forward.
“Di-did you see a tow truck with a bus?” I stuttered trying to hold on to reality and not lose my mind.
“Yeah, uh it was on a B&B Tow truck. You just missed it. I can give you a ride if you need it. No funny shit.” He said with a look of sympathy on his face.
A rage that I never felt filled my body as I realized Marlo was the one who towed my skoolie.
I wanted to punch him in the fucking face.
I swear if anything happened to my baby he would feel my fucking wrath.
Without a second thought I got in the car praying he was actually sincere and would take me to the tow yard.