Chapter 4
T h u r s d a y m o r n i n g s w e r e always loud. Kids yelling, music playing through earbuds, somebody smacking gum like they had beef with it. Same shit every week.
I actually fucked with this bus job, even though some of these kids were annoying as hell.
I liked the routine and the early hours.
I always had a soft spot for kids, plus the parents respected me and kept it cool.
It wasn’t glamorous, but it kept me on track with my goal.
I was saving for a house. Tired of apartment living.
I just needed to stack for a few more months with this bus shit and the QuickieDrop deliveries.
I had one hand on the wheel, the other resting on my thigh, eyes scanning traffic while a bunch of seventh graders argued about who could fight and who couldn’t. I tuned most of that shit out. After doing this for years, I learned to block out the noise.
But today I was already on edge thinking about Saturday.
Valentine’s Day. Usually, I’d be arguing with my ex about some shit when we should’ve been loving and fucking.
This year, though, was about to hit different.
Taelyn had me fucked up in the best way since the first night I met her pretty ass.
It was supposed to be a quick drop-off delivery like the rest of them.
But nah, we took shit to a whole other level, sucking and fucking like we go together and shit.
Then, we made the pact not to fuck on nobody else until we linked back up. Truthfully, I just wanted her to chill out on using them freak toys for a minute. I was trying to see what that pussy do when it hadn’t been touched in a while.
I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Taelyn since.
Yeah, we’d been texting here and there and talking on the phone, but a nigga was dying to see her ass.
She was working, and I was grinding and dodging my ex.
Vonnae had been on my back, popping up on my routes, waiting outside my crib, and some more shit.
If couldn’t take no for an answer was a person, it’d be her.
I wasn’t in the mood for bullshit. Not when I had a whole Valentine’s plan sitting in my head waiting to come to life.
Taelyn didn’t know it yet, but I wasn’t just providing good dick and good vibes.
I was about to set the tone. Shit, I’d even bought this card game I found offline called Freaky Vibes & Soul Ties.
Was I trying to fuck her through the mattress?
Hell yeah. But I was also trying to get to know her a little bit. Nothing too crazy.
As I turned onto the main road, my phone lit up with a call.
I already knew who it was, so I let it ring twice before answering. “What?”
Vonnae’s voice came softly. “Ahmad… can you not hang up, please?” I didn’t say shit. “I miss you,” she said, voice breaking like she practiced it in the mirror. “I been thinkin’ about you every day. I know we was toxic but…”
“Nah, you was toxic,” I cut in. “All I did was be there and try to love yo’ ass through the shit. How many times I gotta say that shits dead, Vee?”
“Come on,” she said quickly. “I just… I just want a chance to fix it. I don’t even wanna argue. I just wanna talk. You don’t even text me back anymore.”
“I ain’t obligated to respond to you,” I said, and she went quiet. “You said we was done for the hundredth time. I took that shit serious. You should too.”
“Ahmad, please. What, you fuckin’ somebody else?”
My phone buzzed again in my hand, and I briefly glanced at the screen to see Taelyn’s text about making a mess of my beard this weekend. My dick jumped in my sweats, and I hung up without another word to Vonnae. I wasn't thinking about her. My mind was on Taelyn.
Truth was, I missed her. I missed her face, her laugh, and that mouth. Shit, I missed the way she moaned when she couldn’t hold it in. I missed the way her thighs locked around my waist when I didn’t let up. I missed her energy. Fuck. Three more days. Saturday, she's getting all of me.