《Cocaine Rose (Urban)》Light Skinned Keith Sweat
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Chapter 6
When the bell rung I felt my heart fall to my stomach. The whole period I thought about this stupid project and how terrible it was for me. I couldn’t handle this. “You ready to go” I heard Julian ask. I glared at him before picking up my bag and pushing him out of my way. I heard him let out a chuckle and that made my blood boil. Wasn’t shit funny about this current situation and he was laughing like this tickled him pink. I pushed the classroom door open and David reached for my arm, I was annoyed there was no hiding that. I pulled my arm away from him before rapidly walking to my car. I didn’t bother wait for either one of them to get in their cars because Julian knew where I lived and David would either follow him or figure it out. I was so annoyed I hadn’t realized that I sped all the way home. I made it home in 4 minutes driving like a bat straight out of hell. I parked my car in front of my building, turned off my ignition and laid my head on my steering wheel. For a minute I thought that maybe if I banged it hard enough I would wake up for this horrible dream. I heard the engine of two other cars shut off and let out a deep sigh, it was time to meet my maker. I walked up to my porch and waited for Julian and David. As they approached my door I felt my stomach drop. I said nothing as I unlocked my front door and walked up my grand staircase. When I realized they weren’t following me I frowned and looked down at them. “Are you guys coming or not” I asked angrily “Yeah, I aint never been in here you got a nice crib girl” David complimented. “Yeah it’s nice as hell” Julian added on. “Thanks “ I said flatly “Now hurry up” I waited for them to walk their slow behinds up the stairs before walking down the hall. Peyton’s room door was open so I reached in to close it. Julian grabbed my hand and I felt electricity run up and down my body. “What are you doing “ I asked. “Oh I just was going to ask you where little man was” he responded. I looked at him questioningly and David must have felt uncomfortable. “He’s at school Julian you can let go of my hand now” He rolled his eyes and we continued the walk to my room. I pushed my room door open and invited them in. The examined my room like they were on the mtv show room raiders. I chuckled at that. Julian walked over to the side of my bed and stopped dead in his tracks. “What’s wrong with you” I asked. He picked up my acoustic guitar and looked over at me. “You play or is this for show” he asked jokingly. I rolled my eyes. “I play and write songs” “Naw word who taught you how to play” I felt myself grow sad when he asked me this question. My dad had taught me how to play. He was always into music, my grandfather was part of a jazz band and passed his skills onto my dad which then passed them onto me. My older brother wasn’t into music so my dad invested all his time into me. I knew how to play other instruments too and I had a beautiful singing voice but I put my music to the side when my dad was killed. I didn’t have the heart to do it without him. “My dad taught me” I said weakly. “Really? I’ve never seen him” he replied. “He died almost a year ago” I saw sadness wash all over Julian’s face and discomfort all over David’s. “I’m sorry Heaven, I didn’t know” “It’s ok” I said before taking my guitar from him and placing it in the closet. “Let’s just get started on this project.” For the next hour or so we joked around and talked about our assignment and just chilled really. It really wasn’t as bad as I thought. David’s mom called him and he had to leave and Julian decided it would be best for him to leave to. I completely agreed. I walked David to his car and he hesitated before he got in. “What” I asked. He looked at me for a while before saying “sorry, I know you’re aggravated with me” “I’m not aggravated with you babe” I whispered. He let out a sigh and kissed me on my forehead. I let out a faint smile when he said he’d call me tonight before he drove off. Now that David was gone it was now time to get Julian out. One down one to go was my mindset I had, had enough of this awkward day. When I got up the stairs and to my room he wasn’t there. I figured he must have just left when I went to walk David out. I let out a frown because he didn’t even say bye, like what the hell was his problem anyways. Whatever why did I care anyways. I shook off my thoughts of Julian, peeled off my clothes and jumped in the shower. As I showered I allowed the warm water to careen down my body. The longer I stood there the more relaxed I felt. I stepped out of my shower and cleared off the fog covered mirror, I wrapped my hair up in a towel and took a hard look at myself. I was attractive, I was gaining my confidence back and that made me smile. I stepped out of my bathroom feeling like a new woman. I walked over to my dresser and picked out some cute pajamas to put on and when I turned around what I saw made me lay out the loudest scream I had ever heard. “Nigga what the fuck” I shouted out to Julian who had been laid out across my bed. He was just staring at me not saying a single word. “Bruh I thought you left what the fuck are you still doing in my house” “I just went down to the kitchen to get something to drink I didn’t want to leave without seeing Peyton” he said cooly. I was pissed and I grew more pissed as he just laid there like there was no issue in him being in my bed looking at me like he had lost his damn mind. I was about to let his ass have it when he stood up off the bed. Good I thought, he needs to get out. He walked towards me and I opened the door for him. “Bye!” I shouted. He grinned before pushing the door closed. I looked at him like he was crazy. “Julian bro get…” he cut me off with a kiss. He jammed his lips into mine and I parted my lips to allow his tongue access to my own. I could feel my breathing deepen as my room became filled with lust and passion. I felt him reach under my towel and rub my jewel. It sent a surge of electricity through my body. He pulled my towel off and I didn’t protest as it dropped to the floor. He took off his shirt and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he continued to leave love marks all over my body. I felt all the anger I had bottled up inside of me because of him wash away. He dropped me and the bed and looked down into my eyes before removing his pants and boxers. In one swift movement he entered me and I was filled with bliss. I hadn’t slept with anyone in my life but Devin and it never felt like this. We went at each other like animals go after their meal. When we were finished I was so sore I couldn’t move. Julian carried me to the bathroom and cleaned me off. After that he dressed me and laid me on my bed before pulling my comforter over me and planting a kiss on my forehead. He walked out and I drifted off to sleep not long after. I don’t know where this leaves me and Julian but I know it’s gonna be one hell of a ride trying it figure it out.
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