2. Dominique ‘Dolo’ Shaw #5
“You a fuckin lie. Which fuck are you referring to though? The one we did last night in bed? The one this morning on the balcony? Shit, we went back to the bed this afternoon, and down on the floor. Riot, stop fuckin playing with me. Can’t you see that you not going to be the bitch that hoes is laughing at in Miami?
I got you out here in Mexico with me. No other bitch that I dealt with can say that shit!
I been going to sleep and waking up next to you.
It’s footage of us out in public with our tongues all down each other’s throat.
Hoes gone look at you, and it’s going to be obvious that I love your dumb ass! ” I snapped.
I was even shocked that I said that last part. You could tell that she was shocked too. It was the way her eyes budged, and the hardcore look that she had on her face, it immediately softened.
I felt like a simp for standing here, telling this dumb ass girl that I loved her, especially since she just broke up with me. I put her ass down on the floor, allowing her to stand up on her own two feet, and I backed away from her.
I went over to the foot of the bed, choosing to sit there. I parted my legs a little bit, and I placed my hands behind me on the bed, eyes on her with a mug on my face, as she slowly walked over to me. She stood between my legs, and it’s as if she was waiting to say the right words to me.
“You love me, Dolo?” she asked, and I sucked my teeth.
“Nah. I don’t even know why the fuck I said that shit,” I lied, knowing damn well that I loved her, and I didn’t want to see her walk out of this door.
I didn’t know where Riot stood with me. This relationship shit was new for me, but I was trying.
I just sat down with my boys earlier, telling them that I was going to commit, and do right by her.
I wasn’t going into this shit guarded like she was.
I felt like she was going to put that wall up when it came to me because she had fears that I wasn’t going to properly take care of her heart.
“You said it because you meant it,” her ass had the nerve to say.
“Nah. I didn’t. I was talking too fast, and that shit just slipped out. I won’t dare repeat it though because I know you don’t feel the same way,” I voiced.
“I do feel the same way. That’s why I’m angry,” she tried to justify that shit, but I wasn’t trying to hear it.
“How you claim to love me, but just a minute ago, your ass was ready to walk out the fuckin door, and go back home to Miami? Love don’t work like that Bean.
I never loved another woman outside of my mama, and some of the women in my family.
The way I feel about you, I never felt this way about anyone else that I’ve been involved with, and that’s how I know it’s love.
You was ready to walk out the door. I wasn’t ready for you to walk out of it, and that’s how I know that the feelings aren’t mutual, love.
You playing a game with me, building up walls, blocking off your heart like a nigga just so fucked up that I’m going to intentionally hurt you.
Back when we were home in Miami, and you were trying on that dress, you looked me in my eyes and told me that I was going to be your first boyfriend, and you didn’t want me to give you a bad experience.
I heard you when you said that shit. I haven’t fucked up yet, but you trying to leave me,” I was so mad that I really wanted to push her ass from standing in front of me, but there was still this part of me that didn’t want her to move.
Riot was nowhere near the overly affectionate type.
She was slowly getting there though. Like, since we’ve been on this trip, I haven’t been the only one to initiate a kiss.
She’ll do it too. She’ll wrap her arms around me and melt into my arms. At night, she’ll lay up under me as well.
It was still shit that she was learning along the way, but she even shocked me when she stepped closer, and she straddled my lap.
I kept my hands behind me on the bed, still sporting this mug on my face, as I looked down at her.
“I do feel the same way about you, Dolo. I really enjoy being around you. I don’t have many friends.
The only friend I have is Demi. When I’m around you, I feel like I’m chilling with one of my friends.
One of my friends that I have deep feelings for though.
I’ll never forget the way you treated me yesterday leading up to the party.
The way you kept calling me beautiful. All night last night throughout the party, I started tapping into these feelings for you, and I could feel my body reacting to you in a way that I’ve never reacted to anyone before.
I feel safe with you. I can fall asleep peacefully around you because I don’t have to be so guarded.
I know you’ll protect me when I’m with you, and I don’t say that lightly because I told you early on that I lack trust when it comes to people,” she started, and then she sighed, thinking about what she wanted to say next.
“I am scared. You are right, I do have a wall built up, but it’s only there to protect my feelings. I’m not playing games with you. Your wrong about that part,” she finished, and I nodded my head.
“Having a wall built up ain’t fair to me though.
I haven’t done shit to make you hesitate when it comes to anything that we got going on.
Jazelle calling me shocked me just as much as it shocked you because I haven’t been talking to her.
I swear on that. I wouldn’t sit here, look you in your eyes, and lie to you like that.
I ain’t trying to make excuses for my actions, but certain shit I gotta learn along the way too.
Just like this relationship shit is new to you, bae it’s new to me too.
I should have deleted and blocked her number from my phone.
I saw the smoke that came with that, and I ain’t trying to relive it, so I know what I gotta do now.
I’ll start deleting all the hoes out now, and blocking them,” I said it with a smirk on my face, and she rolled her eyes at that.
I took my hands off the bed, so that I could place them on her ass, and pull her closer to me.
“You was going to leave for real?” I wanted to know.
“Yep. I was in the bathroom, trying to book a flight back home but I didn’t know what the hell I was doing, so that’s why I was going to have someone up front help me out.
You know I’m in anger management. That lady told me that when I start feeling like I want to snap, and put my hands on someone, that I need to pick up, and walk away from the situation.
That’s all I was doing,” she said, and this time, I pulled one of her moves, rolling my eyes at her ass.
“Man, your lil ass wasn’t going to put your hands on nobody. You tried that shit and I had you pinned against that fuckin wall. I’m not scared of you, love,” I said to her, and she brought her face closer to me.
“I’m not asking you to be scared of me. Tell that bitch she should be scared of me though.
If I ever see her out in public, and she has the same energy with me that she just had over the phone with you, calling me out my name, watch I beat her ass.
Don’t say that I didn’t warn you,” she threatened, and I knew she was telling the truth.
I saw it in her eyes that her lil ass was telling the truth. I didn’t want that though. I really didn’t want Riot to have to be fighting with a bitch that didn’t mean shit to me.
“You going to fight a bitch that’s not even on the same level as you? I put you in a league of your own. You don’t gain shit by fighting her,” I let her know, and she just waved me off like she wasn’t trying to hear anything that I was saying to her.
She tried to stand up, but I held onto her ass even tighter, not letting her move.
“You talked around the fact that you loved me. I want to hear you actually say it,” I went back to the matter at hand.
“I told you that I feel the same way. That was me telling you that I loved you right there,” she tried to be slick, and talk her way out of it.
“Nah. That ain’t how that fuckin work. Somebody love me, they gotta say that shit.
You can express yourself any other fuckin time, so express yourself now, and tell me you love me.
After what you just put me through in the last thirty minutes, I deserve some kind of reward for the trouble.
Say that shit to me, Riot,” I was on her ass, not going to let her get up until she said it for me.
Like it was other people in the room with us, she had to look around. I could tell that she was nervous as hell to say those three words to me, but she knew that I wasn’t going to let up until she said it.
“I love you,” she said that shit low, and fast as hell.
“Man, say that shit louder, and slow it the fuck down too,” I snapped, and she laughed, groaned, and leaned her head into my chest.
“Doloooooo, I don’t like how you putting me on the spot like that. Certain stuff makes me nervous, and you know that,” she whined.
“Fuck is you nervous for? It’s just me and you in here. Say it again,” I pried her head from my chest, and she looked me in the eyes.
“I love you,” this time, she was louder, and she didn’t say it as fast. I smiled, knowing that I’d got my way.
“I like that. That was better. I love you too, baby,” she melted at that shit. I saw the way her cheeks turned red, and she started smiling.
“We just had our first fight. What do we do now? Pretend that it didn’t happen? I don’t know how this goes, Dominique,” she said, and I chuckled at that.
“This wasn’t our first fight. I been fighting with you since I met you,” I corrected her.
“But like our first fight as a couple. What are we supposed to do now?” she asked me.
“You wanna fuck?” I asked, spitting out the only thing that made sense to me.
“That’s what couples do after a fight?” she asked, genuinely not knowing how this shit worked.
“The toxic ones do,” I expressed, and she laughed, while pushing at my chest.
“I don’t want that for us though. I don’t want to be a toxic couple,” she said, and I stood up with her in my arms, only so that I could put her down on her back.
“We not going to be a toxic couple, baby. We going to get our shit right. We can go talk to the lady if you want to,” I joked, trying to be funny. She caught the joke because she started laughing.
Shit, it was on from there. You would have thought that we were making up from a big ass blow out. The fuckin was insane. I swear I almost took the condom off, but I was going to wait to start fuckin her raw when we were back home in Maimi, and she got the IUD put inside her.
With all the fuck sessions that we’ve been having, Riot was slowly getting the hang of things, learning how to work her pussy muscles, fuck back, and relax. The pussy was so good that I was damn near in tears.
I wanted to soak all this shit up because I knew that I had problems awaiting me back in Miami.
Still had to bring my problems with dem 9 boyz to an end, I had to let Mook go, and now Jazelle’s ass was going to be a fuckin problem too.
As eager as I was to get back to the money, I wasn’t ready for the bullshit that I had waiting for me.