《Color Me Crázy [Completed]》|Color Me Crazy| Chapter Twelve
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"Z, yoh kno' I was worried bout cho yoh can't be doin' dat" Almzir said
I rolled my eyes "Nxgga bye, I'm grown"
Almzir chuckled shaking his head "Z yoh kno' Ion't give a fuck 'bout if yoh think yo grown, I-"
"Ion think shit nxgga, I am grown" I cut him off
He narrowed his eyes at me "What I tell yoh bout cuttin' me off, since yoh "grown" act like it"
I rolled my eyes hard "Nxgga you stay tryna act like my Dad like Mar-Mar. What is it that cho want?"
"Z, I need yoh ta' be safe word 'round da street yoh fuckin' wit' Kaere" Almzir said bluntly through the screen
I shook my head "If I was? Why you worried 'bout it? I'm grown, remember?"
"Tighten up" He warned
I pursed my lips " 'Cuz I pay my own bills therefore I get to do as I please and fuck with who I want to"
"For now. Kaere a red zone there-mo'-fuckin'-fore yoh will be a target, let a bullet come near yo ass I will beat tha FUCK outta Kaere and dats dat, shit I might kill dat nxgga" Alzmir exclaimed out of anger
I sighed "Mar-Mar nothing is going to happen to me, I'm almost confident Kaere won't let me die or be endangered"
He mean mugged me flashing his fang gold grills through the screen "Yoh almost confident? It's dat lil' ass percentage where yoh kno' he'on gave a fuck 'bout cho. Z I'm coming home Ion trust dis shit"
I couldn't really say anything because in a way I knew he was right. Kaere probably dont gave a fuck 'bout anything besides himself and his son but, at the same time in a very cordail way I feel like he does just a little bit.
I gave a look of confusion "Mar-Mar I'm going to be fine I promise, you don't have to come home it-"
"Dis aint up fo' discussion I'll be over there some time ta'marrow, aight bye Z love you and talk to yo ass later" Alzmir cut me foff
I face palmed " Alzmir. Love you too"
"Don't do no dumb shit Z" He said before he disconnected the call
I sighed staring at my phone, I've always wondered to myself why he was so damn overprotective but at the same time I'm not complaining. I'm glade he actually gives a fuck about me. Minutes later my phone rang startling me.
"Hello" I greeted
"Hey bitch, you want to come with us to Haze Club?" Rebecka asked
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I sighed "Shit I mean Ion have nothing else better to do"
I heard Rebecka squeal "Aight, I'mma come pick yoh up in like 15"
"Can you bring me some wings too please?"
She sighed "Hhha yoh lucky I love yo ass Moni"
I smiled as I hung up getting up from the couch and walking towards my room. I opened my closet door looking through my clothes, I settled on a the white dress with slits on the sides that Rebecka forced me to go back and buy. I paired the dress with my all white with silver Jordan 4's, a white choker and diamond earrings. As I was finishing up my makeup there was a knock on the door.
"It's open" I yelled
"Hey bitch, look at yoh lookin' all fine and shit" Rebecka greeted
I smiled giving her a goofy laugh "Thank or whateva whateva-" grabbing my bag check placing my phone in it "- come on, lets go. Wait where's my wings?"
"Girl dey in tha car" She sucked her teeth pulling me out the door
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"Moni I hope yoh not drunk" Dre said
I laughed drunkly "Boy ain't nobody drunk"
Keyandra leaned on me giggling "I think I want ta' dance, Dre-" she grabbed his arm pulling him towards the dance floor giving him a fierce look "-come wit' me"
Dre knew I was drunk as hell, he looked at her nodding his head letting her drag him to the dance floor. I chuckled swishing my drink around making the lime fall in.
Shawn looked at me "Yoh seen dat Moni?"
I looked at him confused "What are you talkin' 'bout?"
"That look Dre gave Re, I think they got sumin' goin' on they probably finna fuck" He said chuckling a little
I shrugged my shoulders "Probably not but, if they did aint nothin' wrong with it"
Shawn nodded his head "Tru. Tru. How much yoh wanna bet they finna fuck tonight?"
I looked at him cocking my eyebrown up "Nah Dre wouldn't take advantage of her like that"
"Mm, I still wanna bet. What yoh scared I'mma take yo money?" He taunted
I rolled my eyes "Boy no. I bet cho $20 that they won't fuck"
Shawn nodded smugly sticking his hand out "Shit aight bet, $20 for me if they do"
I shook it "Shit ok nxgga"
He took a sip of his henessy with a 4 cap fills of fruit punch "So Wassuh wit' cho and Kaere? Usually he either kill the broad, hurt ha mentally or some otha shit"
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I shrugged my shoulders "Ion kno' why do you want to?"
"Because I'm worried 'bout yoh Moni, the last thing I need is fa' yoh to disappear or dissapear and reappear fucked up. I'm tryna figure out wht he got gon' on" Shawn explained
Just as I was about to speak somebody pulled me up from my seat, I look over ready to snap on the person getting hit with a familiar cologne, it was Kaere.
"What? You kno' Ion want to speak to you after what cho did" I spoke briefly
Kaere analyzed the area around us then sized Shawn up "Jus' come on Ma" He said pulling near the door
My drunk ass grabbed my purse before he dragged me to his car. Everything was moving in slow motion, he opened the car door for me putting my seatbelt on and everything. It took me by surprise that he was actually being nice to me. Kaere hopped in the divers seat and sped off.
I gripped the dashboard "Slow down Kaere"
He glanced at me then back at the road not saying anything. Something is wrong with him he's never this quite especially when i tell him to do something. I stare at him sobering up a little from my drunken state.
"Kaere, what's wrong?" I carefully asked
I seen his lip twitch "What were yoh doin' in dat club?"
I scrunched my eyebrows up "What? I was having fun with my friends"
"And in dat dress-" he glared at my dress "-Yoh not safe 'round hea no mo' and can't nobody protect yoh but me. Ma yoh look good, seeing yoh in dat dress makes me want ta' rip it off yoh"
Ion kno what if it was the drunkness or the lightheadness but hearing him say that turned on.
"If you were the last person on earth I still wouldn't fuck you Kaere" I told him
Kaere chuckled "Yea aight, remember we tested dat theory yoh saw how dat went now just image this time"
Kaere pulled into the parking spot looking up I see his apartment, I've always wondered why he didn't just get a house because it's clear he got money. I looked over at him back in my drunken state that I swore up and down I wasn't in.
"How long yoh finna be starin' at me? Get tha fuck aut the ca' " Kaere told me
Every time I see him his Floridian accent gets stronger and stronger. It dawned on me that Kaere is actually fine as hell, I can't help but look forward to every time I see him I've grown attached to his hood ass. Would I tell him? Hell no.
"Ok" I said well at least thts wht I thought I said
He looked at me "Get cho ass up Ma"
I swing the door open stepping out turning around grabbing my bag walking to the entrance, well I tried and stumbled a lot. I heard Kaere get out the car, lock the doors walk over to me he grabbed my arm walking but this time it was a little gentler than the grip at the club.
Eventually we made it up to his apartment, I stepped in first taking my shoes off and sat in the chair at the table. Staring at the table gave me reminders of the last time I was here on the table with Kaere assessing my body, the reminder caused more feelings to arise.
Kaere came from the back handing me an orange soda, bringing back more memories.
"Why yoh sittin' hea? And why yoh lookin' like dat?" Kaere asked
I really wanted him to grab me by my neck and do some things to make me scream his name.
"Why did you pick me up?" I asked him as i stood up
He stare at me " 'Cuz Ian want yoh in dat club wit' my enemies knowin' dhey would try ta ' take advantage of yoh"
I rolled my eyes "Why do you care? Any other time you wouldn't"
"Would yoh rather I had let yo ass get token advantage of?"
I bit my lip "I'm saying th-"
Kaere stepped closer to me towering over me "What I tell yoh 'bout dat?"
I couldn't say nothing, only thing I could manage to do was bite my lip harder as I watched Kaere's hand travel slowly from his side to my bottom lip pulling it from in between my teeth like always but, what he did next surprised me. He gently took my bottom lip into his mouth lightly grazing his tongue over it and sucking it.
This boy can't be doing this right now, I felt 10 times turned on than the last time we sexually interacted and I didn't know why.
Before I could think about what I was doing I lightly but forcefully smashed my lips against his palming his dxck pushing him back slightly catching him by surprise.
That must've been the last straw for him because he picked me up walking over to the wall pressing me against it.
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