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𝗔𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗶 𝗞𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝗕𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗻𝗲 | 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗶
𝙷𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚇 ; —Club & Hookah
Lounge
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Me, Aijah and Kali were currently on our way to this club/hookah lounge about 45 minutes away from my apartment. There was this lil' event going on and we all decided to go. The rest of the group said they would meet us here. I was excited since it's basically my first time going out since I got shot but me being me, I would've had no problem staying home, curling up on my couch, and rewatching Criminal Minds.
But Aijah and Kali insisted I go with them so I caved. We pulled up to the lounge and before we walked in Aijah asked me to take her pictures.
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"Rell is hilariousss." I dragged, reading Aijah's Instagram comments. "He's a damn fool is what he is."
"Nah fuck that, someone put me on with that nigga Soovy." Kali smirked, making me and Aijah snap our heads towards her.
"You want Soovy?" I cheesed.
"Get onnat Kali!"
"Yall shut the fuck up, let's just go inside!" She chuckled and dragged us to the entrance of the club.
After we were ID'd, we walked in and the sound of Triflin Hoes by Lil Durk filled our ears. The club was lit up with flashing red lights that triggered my epilepsy. Everywhere you looked you could see people and I was 100% sure the building was over capacity. The three of us maneuvered through the crowds of people and to the lil' section that Duck had rented out. Duck, Eli, Soovy and Tasia were already sitting there drinking and smoking.
After getting situated in the section, more bottle girls came to our table with a few bottles of Don Julio and Henny. "Look who decided to show up." Eli threw his hands up dramatically, looking behind me. We turned around and saw none other than Samiron walking towards us with Milan clung to him.
Here we fucking go.
I can't enjoy one night?
Milan was clutching onto Mir's bicep as she walked as if he's gonna float away if she lets go of him. Samiron dapped the boys up and nodded towards the girls. He made eye contact with me and I looked him up and down before looking away. I glanced over to see Milan mugging thee fuck outta of me already.
I scoffed and continued rolling my blunt while everyone got wrapped up in their own convos. I literally don't know why Samiron brought this bitch here knowing I don't like her. And on top of that she was talking shit about me on live not too long ago.
Giving me weird nigga vibes.
As everyone was engulfed in their own conversations, I could feel Samiron's stares going up and down my body. I was wear a graphic tee that's cut out and tied at the tol— barely covering my boobs— some tight ripped jeans and my Alexander Mcqueens. Mir's eyes kept darting to my chest but I avoided eye contact with him purposefully
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and continued smoking my blunt.
Milan on the other hand wasn't hiding her mugs. Shorty literally never took her eyes off of me and it was pissing me off. For someone who claims to not like me she sure loves to stare. Even though I was in the middle of a conversation with Tasia and Duck I just had to say something.
"Can I help you with something?" I finally said, cocking my head to the side.
Instantly everyone in our group halted their convos to avert their attention towards me and Milan who were now having a staring contest.
"Yes you can actually. You can stop looking at my nigga." She said proudly.
If only she knew where her 'NiGgAs' mouth was yesterday..
"Shorty no one was looking at your so called 'nigga'
you sound delusional."
"Didn't you get shot or sum? Like shouldn't you be at home on bed rest?"
"And shouldn't you be somewhere swallowing some dick like you usually are? Okay Miss Community Coochie." I eyed her while everyone else in the section muffled their laughs.
"Tuh period." Tasia's drunk ass added.
"Girl shut the fuck up, you not 'bout shit." Milan spat, scrunching her face up at me.
"Who not 'bout shit? Step over here then." I shrugged.
She got up and took a step closer to me. I got up as well and blew smoke out of my mouth and straight in her face. She looked at me with a mug and before she could react I slapped the fuck out of her. Not giving her a chance to swing back, Mir pulled me to the side while Rell tried to push Milan back. I could hear her yelling but I tuned it out.
"Yo ass just got shot and you're over here trynna fight and shit. Sit yo li' ass down." Mir gritted with a tight grip on my arm.
Nah cause he must be outta his mind.
"Boy move the fuck out of my face! I don't even know why you brought her ass here." I furrowed my eyebrows at him and snatched my arm out of his grip.
"I'm just telling you to chill allat out, so you can calm down Mike Tyson 'cause you're not fighting me." He said nonchalantly and clearly unfazed.
We stood there in a secluded area of the lounge staring at each other; me with a mug plastered on my face and him with the same look in his eyes as last night before he undressed me. His eyes dropped to my lips and that's when I realized we were dangerously close— to the point where I could feel his minty breath on the tip of my nose.
No, we're not going there again.
I finally rolled my eyes and pushed passed him, making my way to the bar where Tasia, Kali, and Aijah were.
"You good girl?" Kali asked as I walked up.
"Yea i'm good. Don't even know why he brought her ass." I mumbled.
"He only brought her to get some pussy." Tasia added.
"Whatchu say Mari? 'Community Coochie'." Aijah repeated making us all bussed out laughing.
"Say Mari, I don't want you to be fighting." I heard Duck say behind me and I turned around with a sigh.
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"I don't wanna be fighting either but she started with me first Duck. If you don't want me to be fighting tell Mir to watch who he brings around and tell him to control his fuck buddies." I reasoned.
"'You crazy." Duck chuckled. "I'm being dead
serious. No one has time for her dumbass. Pressed over a nigga that dogs her out every chance he gets."
"See look." I motioned at Duck to look behind him. Samiron was leaned up against a wall drinking while Milan was up in his face smiling and giggling at
absolutely nothing— clearly trying to put on a show for the other bottle girls that were eyeing Samiron lustfully.
"Eh, she's just a quick nut." Duck turned back around.
"You gon' be good tho?" He asked. I nodded and he went back to the rest of the boys.
The rest of the night went by pretty uneventful. I didn't interact with Samiron nor Milan and I wanted to keep it that way. She really has no dignity like how do you get slapped in a club, in front of everyone, and still decide to stay? Embarassing.
As the night went on I kept taking shot after shot. It's been a lil' while since I went to the club and actually got fucked up, so I was letting myself loose. All Dat by Meg Thee Stallion and Moneybagg Yo came on and I was getting ready to cut up. At this point I was dumb drunk and in no control of what I was doing. Aijah and Kali were supposed to monitor me tonight but they were both white girl wasted too so they weren't any help.
What you doin' with all that ass? Let me touch it (let me feel)
She say it's mine, so I smack it when I fuck it (uh, uh)
Freak in the bed, but innocent in public (wishy-washy)
She be hearin' I ain't shit, but still she love me (ayy, woah)
Water, Fiji, hold his chin while he eat it (ah)
Fuck me in the mirror 'cause he know his bitch conceited
I bent over, ass up, and started twerking while Tasia, Kali, and Aijah hyped me up with their ole drunk asses. I felt someone come behind me but at this point I didn't care, so I kept throwing it back on him. The nigga behind me put his arm across my waist as I threw it back and Aijah started throwing money on me.
"Mmcht, someone please get her drunk ass please." I heard Duck groan in the distance. All of a sudden I felt someone snatch my arm up and drag me to a less-crowded area of the club. Of course it was Samiron.
"Bro, w-What the f-fuck Mir." I slurred my words and sucked my teeth. "I w-was dancingggguhhh."
Samiron just stared at me blanky and shook his head, "Man you too fuckin' drunk, come on." He grabbed my arm and lead me out the club and into the parking lot. He opened his Hellcat door and I walked behind him.
He held the door open, "In." He motioned sternly.
I bent down to get in but bumped my head. "Owww." I frowned holding the top of my head.
"Slow ass." He mumbled while closing my door and walking to the drivers side.
"I-im not slow, yo car just too fuckin low." I mumbled while he started up the car.
"Yea ight, just shut up." He said putting his hand in my face, making me suck my teeth and swat him away. I leaned back in the seat and got comfortable while he drove.
"Where are we.. going?" I asked just to get ignored. "This is kidnapping Samiron, i-im finna.. call the feds."
"Call em." He shrugged while staring at the road.I thought about how Milan's probably acting right now. Bitch probably mad as fuck. She was ready to fight over a nigga that didn't even want her, and now look. He left without her. Sad case.
Do she even got a ride back home? I thought to myself and laughed.
"Fuck you laughin'bat?" Mir glanced over at me and then back at the road. "Nothingg, just how mad your.. girlfriend p-probably is right now."
"Mmcht, she ain't my girlfriend. I got head from her before I pulled up."
"Okayyy? Why did you have to-to bring
her with you..?"
"Just in case I wanted some head afterwards too." He shrugged casually, still focused on the road. Out of all people, he had to bring the one bitch that I wanted to fight so badly.
15 minutes later we pulled up to Samiron's two-story house. I was fighting sleep at this point and my eyes were getting extremely heavy. Mir glanced over at me before getting out of the car. He opened my door, gesturing with his hand to get out. I slowly turned to the side, putting my feet on the ground while still sitting in the car just staring at the ground. You know when your body just moves and your mind doesn't register it yet? That's me right now.
"Anytime today Mari." Mir rolled his eyes.
"F-fuck up.." I said, trying to brace myself to get up but I couldn't. My feet felt like they were weighing my body down and I just wanted to stay seated. After a few seconds Mir sucked his teeth irritably and picked me up bridal style while I wrapped my arms around his neck.
Samiron closed the car door and carried me into the house like I weighed nothing. Using one hand to unlock the front door, he stepped inside and kicked it closed. He carried me through the house and into his room. He tried to put me down on the bed but I tightened my grip around his neck.
"Come on now Mari." He sucked his teeth.
"Lay.. with me.." I muttered, with my eyes barely open.
He looked at me, sighed, then nodded. He put me down on the bed gently and took his shoes and chains off and got into the bed with me. I heard him sigh again I was already dozing off.
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