?Karmic ending?

? 42 ?

Shamelessly he squeezed and smacked my ass making me break apart from the kiss with a chuckle.

"We shouldn't be doing this on the street ya know. What if this shit ends up on the internet" I pushed at his chest but he wasn't having any of that.

"Ashamed of me?" He questioned while glancing around for a quick second.

"I should be asking you that."

His gaze was heavy as he cupped both my cheeks, thumbs lightly brushing over my cheek bone.

"Never darling"

I smiled and wrapped my arms around him, pulling us closer for another deep kiss.

✴

"Exactly like she cutting me off every three seconds like lady your the one interviewing me shut the fuck up and let me speak. Fuck" I vented to Maylee.

Arthur was sitting in the distance from the pool on the phone. I stared at his back as the muscles twitched whenever he moved. His hair was growing out longer and I liked it.

I know he would want a cut soon and I wanted to be the one he asks to do it.

"Your going to have to deal with a lot more people like her and worse. I mean have you seen Ellen?"

I sat back with a sigh.

We were at one of Maylee's apartment just relaxing and kicking back.

"Is he okay?. He's been a little off for a while now?" She asked pointing at Arthur as he pulled on his hair in frustration.

"I'on know. That dude don't tell me shit. Sometimes a bitch gotta be nosy or worse yet, almost killed before knowing anything"

"Aww hun I'm sorry to hear that" she said with a comforting smile.

"It's whatever. He do him and I do me"

"Does that include Sean by any chance?" She asked and I groaned covering my face from the warm rays of the sun.

"Don't start please. I can only be focused on one nigga at a time"

She chuckled and slapped my hand. I pinched her back cause what the hell.

"Do you like him?"

"I wouldn't say that now. I find him attractive. Like if I wasn't into someone else I would let that man hit this" I said still looking at the frustrated man in the distance.

"You love him?" She asked and I tensed up at the question already knowing the answer.

"Ain't it too soon to be asking me that?

She fixed her sun glasses.

"No because I can already see it. But I'm not too sure where he stands. He does like you though, that much I know"

Arthur got up and started walking towards us and I had to look away to catch my breath.

"He did tell me but not in the way I liked. To be honest I just want to forget all that and enjoy what I can right now"

She shook her head at that.

"You're in love with him. It's unwise to continue like this if he doesn't feel the same"

"Just drop it" I bit back as Arthur got closer and she raised her hands in defeat.

He gave me a look while walking past and I took that as my cue to head off.

"Excuse me" I said briskly tailing behind him.

Following him to a secluded area of the apartment I stood with both arms at my side. Unconsciously I followed his body language which clearly depicted uneasiness.

"What's wrong?" I asked and he reached out, holding my hands with a small smile creeping up on his stiff face.

"Don't worry darling. I have everything under control"

I scoffed and rolled my eyes not in the mood for the lies. Not even his incredibly handsome face and eyes will quell the negative thoughts unraveling in my head.

"What is it now?"

I hoped he would jump right to the point.

"It's...not important" he delivered, lowering his eyes to the ground. I pulled my hands back feeling just about done with this.

"I swear if you pop back up with some new bruises. You best stay where you is" I pointed at him and he let out a sigh.

"Ok then" he grumbled about to walk past me when I pushed at his chest causing him to stumble back.

"The fuck-

"I ain't ever asked much of you. Just don't get yourself killed. Aight?".

His face lit up like a stupid fool before moving forward and enveloping me in a bone crushing hug.

"Dude...i-i can't b-breath" I stuttered feeling my boobs squishing against his chest.

He pulled back and pressed his lips to mine.

"Someone's worried about me" he winked at my blank expression.

Yeah and that's all he just got from my reaction...

"Arthur I'm serious. If your going to come back with as much as a scratch don't come back until your healed" I said pointing at his shoulder as he wrapped his arms my waist.

"I promise...mother" he emphasized the word and I flicked my finger right on the fading the cut under his eye making him cuss.

"The fuck was that for?" He whined, touching the spot.

"Remember what I said"

I kissed his lips and pulled away from him.

"I won't make any promises baby" he winked and jogged off.

As much as I wanted to ask more questions I knew we would just end up in circles.

Turning, I watched him run off. Maylee waved at him which he returned curtly while going on his way.

"Where is he going now?"

I looked down at the beautifully dark art on my index finger.

"No idea"

Narrator's POV : Meanwhile...

"How many times am I going to have to tell you to stop bringing your whores into my house." The disappointed father spoke while glaring at his son who was practically half naked.

A young girl was chained and dangling from the ceiling, all her privates on show.

"Come on pop don't act like I didn't get all my ways from you" his son replied with a cocky grin.

"How old is she?" The glaring father asked.

"Eighteen" the unbashful man replied staring up at her like the girl was a piece of meat.

"If I ever find out she's even a number under 18. You won't live to run shit"

"Like your any better" his son mumbled under his breath causing the older man to roll up his sleeves.

In haste his son stood up on the bed and started letting her down while looking at his father through his side peripherals.

"And remember the galla we have to attend tomorrow night. I expect no excuses. You need to find yourself a wife. You're too old to still be fucking around like a dog" the older man griped before walking off, leaving his son in a frozen  state.

"Your dad is kinda hot. Your mom's pretty lucky babe" the girl flirted still flustered by his father. Licking her lips she smiled feeling her body get hot from the fact he called her a whore.

"How about I let you stay up there for the night" he smirked smugly and she shook her head frantically.

"Please no" she pleaded.

"Then stop being a fucking whore then" he said smacking her thigh.