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I shook my head trying to fight my smile, but I failed. Solana influenced me like no other and it was crazy cause I barely knew her ass. But I didn’t care, I wanted to be in her presence. I had to be outta my mind cause a nigga was playin’ with fuckin’ fire. I was like fuck it let it burn because I wasn’t ready to be away from Solana. I had to know what she’d done to a nigga to have me gon’ in the head. Since I first met her, I’d been moving outta character with no real reason why other than Solana…There had to be something special about her. I just had to figure out what it was.
Chapter 8
Solana Thomas
The Next Morning
I couldn’t win for fucking losing in life. I swear when I tried to start digging myself out of one hole I fell even deeper into another. I had the next few months completely map out for myself. I would work as much as possible over the summer and save as much as possible. Then when school started up, I’d work during Sunshyne’s school hours and start my classes online. I was anxious I’d already enrolled for the upcoming fall semester. Now I didn’t know what the hell I was going to do. If I thought there was any hope for saving my job, the text Carla sent me this morning confirmed I was jobless. I had one more check coming and the little money Marlo had given me was all that I had to my name. I was screwed, between feeding Sunshyne and myself and putting gas in the tank that money would be sent in a day. I had no idea what I was supposed to do until I got my paycheck and even after that.
I had no idea how long Marlo was going to let me stay parked here or if he was going to charge me. I didn’t even have the damn gas to leave if I wanted to. It was even worse that I couldn’t even cry because Sunshyne was in my face asking a million questions when she noticed we weren’t parked in one of our usual spots. I’d finally gotten her settled down after feeding her breakfast andputting on cartoons for her to watch. I took a moment to myself stepping outside, I’d been leaning up against my skoolie with my eyes closed just letting the wind blow against my face. I was trying to think of a way out of this mess. So far, I was coming up empty fucking handed. Heavy footsteps caught my attention and my eyes popped open. An unfamiliar handsome face coming my way.
“What chu doin’ out here?” He asked me stopping a few feet in front of me.
I really had no good explanation with how I was feeling. I didn't care to explain myself. I shrugged my shoulders and adverting my eyes to the dusty ground.
“You can’t talk?”
“I can,” I replied with an attitude, but he weirdly smiled at me.
“Good, you too pretty to be actin’ weird and shit. Use ya words and look at me when you talk.” He commanded and I couldn’t help but crack a smile.
The stranger was handsome but that was about it. He didn’t give off big dick energy the way Marlo did. He gave off bitch vibes, or he was trying to be something he wasn’t. I couldn’t take him seriously if I tried. He could kiss my ass after I shitted before I listened to his Black ass.
“Can I help you? Is there something you need from me?” I sighed, folding my arms across my chest. I was still in my sleep shorts and over size Nike T-shirt. I was in no rush to get dressed today. What was the point when I couldn’t go anywhere?
“You a smart mouth ho. You on my shit gettin’ an attitude with me like you ain’t trespassing. I’m not the nigga to put my hands on bitches but I’ll call the police on ya ass you keep fuckin’ with me.” He spat, giving me an angry scowl.
“Ya mammy is a smart mouth ho. You look like the type of nigga to call the police. Fucking pretty boy.” One thing for sure twothings for certain I might have been quiet, but when you pushed my buttons, my mouth was outta control.
“Who the fuck…”
“Meek what you out here doin’? As always Marlo’s deep voice caused goose bumps to form on my arms.
“Man, this bitch out here trespassing and running her…”
“Watch ya mouth.” Marlo checked the nigga and he had the nerve to look shocked. Marlo looked at him like he was daring him to challenge him. Like the bitch he was, he didn't say shit just pouted like a fucking kid as Marlo stared at him. “And she ain’t trespassing but fuck all that you ain’t even supposed to be over here fuckin’ with her. I told you to pull that Camry over there,” Marlo pointed across the big lot. “Go do that shit.” Marlo sounded aggravated with dude.
“Alright, G,” Meek said with his lips turned up into a frown. “Imma take care of that.” I didn’t like his tone, but Marlo didn’t seem phased by it.
We both watched Meek walk off. “My bad,” Marlo said, placing his warm gaze on me once Meek was out of ear shot. “Ion, know what the fuck wrong with that nigga.”
“He was finna get cussed the fuck out. Stupid ass nigga.”
“I see,” Marlo ran his eyes over my body, heating every spot they landed on. Ignoring the butterflies in my stomach I focused on anything but Marlo.
I had to so my words wouldn’t get stuck in my throat. “I uh, if you can take me to the gas station, I can get some gas and be out of your hair. I’m sure I’ve taken up enough space long enough and I don’t want you to get in trouble with your boss for letting me stay.” I rubbed the back of my neck nervously. Obviously, Meek wasn’t his boss, but I knew Marlo had one and I didn’t want to be the cause of him not having a job like me. Not when he had a whole family to feed.
“You fried,” Marlo chuckled looking around at a lot of cars. “Do it look like we stressing over space?”
I shook my head,No.
“Do I look like a nigga that takes orders?” He asked me with his eyebrow cockily raised.
Again, I shook my head,No.
“So, what the fuck I look like havin’ a boss when I’m a boss nigga. This my shit. Make that ya last time underestimating a nigga. Imma take offense to that shit next time.” Marlo stepped into my personal space, leaving a small space between the two of us. He was so close I could smell his minty breath.
“Okay,” I meekly said, my normal smart remarks got lodged in my brain. Marlo, being so close to me was messing with my thinking. I couldn’t even formulate words to say; I was just lost staring in his eyes.
