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Also if y’all still writing and on Wattpad by any chance send me stories in my messages and I’ll go look it up and check it out
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Ashton
“Y’all think these safe to eat? I ain’t tryna fuck up my whole trip because I decided to fuck with foreign beef?” Aaron thought it was funny but I was dead serious.
We were at this shack that was at the end of the beach. We had planned on meeting the rest of the guys later on but decided to get a bite to eat first.
Sean had already taken a bite of his empanada and was nodding his head. He gave me a thumbs up before taking another. That was all the confirmation I needed to risk it all.
“ASHTON!” My eyes widened at the sound of her voice before looking back to see Evie stomping her way over to where we sat.
“Damn Evie, don’t show out overseas, come on bruh,” Aaron said.
“You shut the hell up!” She hushed him “Kids Ashton? A fucking wedding in the winter time? When the hell did you become my damn fiancé and baby daddy?” She asked tapping her foot angrily.
Sean started choking and Aaron being Aaron couldn’t contain his fit of laughter.
I chuckled nervously, “What you talking about girl?” I asked scratching the back of my neck.
“Oh, so you didn’t tell that man that we have twins at home and that we’ve been together for five years with an upcoming wedding?” Again, she tapped her foot angrily.
“Well nigga, did you?” Sean questioned once he composed himself.
“Yeah, I said it.” I admitted, “But we ain’t come here for no overseas booty call.” I said with a slight attitude.
“Exactly!” Sean co-signed.
“Shit nigga, speak for yourself,” Aaron mumbled.
“Can y'all go?” Evie asked kissing her teeth.
“No, but y'all can get the fuck on with your fake ass marital issues, I paid for my food to sit at this damn table.”
Evie rolled her eyes before turning to look at Sean with an angry expression on her pretty face. “Shut the hell up, Sean,” She said, “You, meet me outside.” She said pointing at me before walking off
“Mhm, you done did it now.” Aaron shook his head.
I walked out of the restaurant towards Evie and looked at her evil ass. She was pacing back and forth as she waited for me. I stood behind her making her stop and look up at me with a frown.
“Why the fuck would you lie like that? What the hell is wrong with you, huh?” She snapped almost immediately.
“Why the fuck would you go mess around with a dude that I do business with? All the motherfuckas on this island and you fuck with him?” I questioned.
“Who cares, Ashton! You’re making a big deal out of nothing, you act like I was literally on the beach about have se- wait, why am I explaining myself to you? I don’t owe you anything just like you don’t owe me anything.”
“The hell you don’t.” I grabbed her arm, stopping her from walking away.
She yanked away from me. “I don’t! I could go have sex with Rick right damn now and it wouldn’t matter because of this ringless finger.” She held her left hand up and wiggled her ring finger. “This means I’m a single woman who can do whatever she pleases.”
“What has that nigga done for you to want you to lay with him, huh?
“What? And you think you’ve done something worthy of earning me, you haven’t done shit but run game on me since that night.” She snapped back at me.” I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“You know what I think? I think you’re sabotaging us.”
“Excuse me?”
“You don’t want us to fucking be great, all you give a fuck about is how I was fucking Adrienne butter face ass. I don’t give a fuc–”
“Nigga, fuck Adrienne! I don’t give a fuck about that bitch! This is about how you wanna play ya fuckin’ games with me. I’m a grown ass woman and I don’t have time for games. You’re used to women fawning over your arrogant ass.” She interjected.
“But, see I don’t do games. You fuckin’ lied to me when you said you weren’t fuckin’ Adrienne airhead ass.” She yelled out.
“I’m not fucking her! She sat on my fuckin’ lap but that was fuckin’ it, Evie. I ain’t fucked that girl since I been fuckin’ with you.”
“I don’t have time for this shit nor do I have time for your petty ass games! You want me? EARN ME! I’m not just another bitch you’re gonna fuck whenever you get horny.”
“Evie, what are you afraid of? Just tell me now so we both can stop playing these stupid little games.” I said.
I knew it had to be some reason why we keep having the same argument and I needed to nip it in the bud, shit was starting to get way too exhausting to deal with.
Had it been any other woman I wouldn’t have dealt with this bullshit and took it as a loss but Evie better be happy I have patience with her ass.
“W-What are you talking about? Just let me go, Ashton.” She tried pushing me off of her but I was letting up on my grip.
“No, let’s settle this now, you and I both know I don’t just want pussy. I don’t need to trick you out of your panties and you know that so what’s up?”
“Do I know that? Do I really fuckin’ believe that you don’t wanna get in my panties? Ashton, there are so many things wrong with our situationship.” She said.
“I’m trying to make it right Eve, on some real ass shit I wanna make the shit right. We’re supposed to be enjoying our vacation not arguing every fuckin’ five minutes! So tell me what the fuck is wrong!” I shouted.
“I don’t trust you!” She yelled “There I fucking said it! I don’t trust no man to be quite fucking honest. After the shit with…you know what forget it.” She turned quickly on her heels and began to walk away.
Quickly, I caught up with her and grabbed her arm and snatching her ass around to me. “The fuck you mean you don’t trust me?” I frowned. I was lowkey heated that she didn’t trust me.
I wasn’t that much of a fucked up as a person. Despite all the shit we keep going through, I still considered Evie my best friend. Shit, she knew more about me than my own brother.
I watched her as my once frowned face softened as I thought about all of our conversations and what would make her not wanna trust me. That’s when it hit me, I thought back to our conversations in Malibu. I knew exactly why she didn’t trust me, it was because of him.
“It’s because of him right? Is that what this is about Evie?” She sighed heavily as she looked off to the side to avoid eye contact with me. I stepped forward, closing the gap between us. I gripped her chin, turning her head so that she was looking at me.
I tilted her head up and looked down into her pretty brown eyes. “It’s him right?” I questioned again. She closed her eyes slowly and nodded her head while biting down on her bottom lip. “Yes.” She whispered.
“What does he have to do with this huh? Why do I remind you of him?”
“Because I feel like I’m not attractive nor do I feel like I’m fuckin’ good enough for you! There I fuckin’ said it.” She sneered as she tried backing up from me, but I kept her close to me.
I stared down at her, taken completely aback by her words.
Evie
And there it was, pity. Not only did I see it, I felt it radiating off of him and I hated it.
"Eve… I-”
“No.” I silenced him. “Please don’t try to ease my mind with words you think I want to hear.”
“They would be the truth!” He argued.
“I don’t believe you!” I cried. “Just let me go, Ashton.”
“Don’t do this, Evie, not now.” He pleaded.
“Please, let me go.” I said figuratively and literally.
His hand slipped from mine as he sighed “This isn’t over.”
Turning my back to him, I wiped my tears as I made my back to the beach where Rick was sitting watching the waves.
“You know, I work so much that I never get the time to come down here and admire the beauty of the waves.” He looked over at me and smiled making me smile back lightly “You work things out with you your fiancé?” He chuckled.
“Rick, I am so sorry. Those guys they’re-
"They’re protective of you, I figured that much the day we met but I would be a fool not to believe that there was some truth to his words”
My face went blank. “I do-I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You really don’t know what I’m talking about mami?” His eyes found mine as he looked back to where Ashton and the boys were. I followed his eyes, Ashton sat at the table with Sean and Aaron and of course Ashton’s eyes were locked on me.
“Look, whatever you two have going on, you have to figure it out. I can tell that there is something there between you two. A blind man can see that you two have feelings for each other.” Rick said, sincerely.
“Rick, there is nothing between Ashton and I. He’s just my boss.” He chuckled lightly.
“Stop being in denial, Evie. You like him and by the way that he is staring at you, he likes you too. You’re more than an employee to him.” I sighed heavily. “You’re a beautiful woman so I can understand why he feels for you. You’re smart, and sexy and let’s not forget you have a smile that’ll make a man go to war for you.” He leaned over and kissed my cheek.
“You enjoy the rest of your trip, beautiful.” He stood up and wiped his pants off before walking away. I sighed heavily as I rolled my eyes at Ashton who still had his damn eyes on me.
This was all his damn fault, I was not supposed to fall for this nigga at all. He’s not who I should be attracted to but here I am ready to give that nigga my all. He was no good for me but he was everything I wanted.
Because of that fucked up man that raised me, I was running from every man I’ve ever encountered. I always felt as if I wasn’t good enough for them and destroyed every relationship I ever had before they even begun. It seemed like I wasn’t pretty enough and that my body wasn’t perfect enough just because of him.
He was why I was like this because of the constant and severe verbal abuse I endured from him daily. Did I think that Ashton was like him? No. Did I think Ashton just wanted to fuck? Yes.
“Want me to beat him up for you, sis?” I looked up at August and chuckled softly. “Rick is the least problems, August.” I sighed
“I wasn’t talking about him,” He said as he sat down beside me and motioned over to where the other guys were.
“Wha- you-, what?”
“We’re not stupid, Evie. We peep a lot of shit but we don’t say nothing to you guys but we know. Well, Sean doesn’t want to accept it.” He did a slight roll of his eyes and sighed.
“So y’all just clique up and talk behind our backs?” I questioned with a scoff
I couldn’t believe this, how many times they’ve smiled in my face and didn’t even hint that they knew about Ashton and me. I guess I didn’t have too much of a right to be mad because they were supposed to be my closest friends and I probably should have told them a long time ago
“I mean… yeah! It’s not like you or Ashton were telling us anything so we had to make an inference on our own and plus Aaron got a big mouth.”
“Of course!” I breathed out
“Evie, this is a dangerous game you’re playing, you sure you ready for that?”
“What do you mean?” I asked even though I already knew what he was hinting at.
“Ashton’s my boy and has been ever since college but he has his ways about him which I’m sure you’ve already seen. And on top of it, that’s your boss, babe,” he said
I nodded “I know and I…” I sighed “I’m not sure if I should even give into him.” I admitted.
“I didn’t say deny yourself of what you want, I’m saying be cautious.”
Trouble : 2
I didn’t know what to do. Never in my four years of being a married woman have I ever looked at another man. Better yet, never have I ever in my four years of being a married women even had dreams of another man. Wet dreams, at that. I cursed myself as I watched the feminine wipe disappear down the toilet.
Thank god that Trey was gone before I woke up a few minutes ago. I was moaning in my sleep and that shit wasn’t cute. How the fuck was I moaning and I ain’t even know this niggas name? He was just a fine ass nigga that happened to be on my pay roll, that’s it. “Get it together, bitch.” This was the second dream that I was having about the mystery man; and it didn’t make things any better that I had to go down to the beach house today to pick out the colors for the rooms.
Even though this beach house was only going to be used for the summers and maybe some holidays– I was still putting my all into the renovation. My name was attached to this house so of course it had to live up to the Adrienne Hasting standard. I took a bit longer in the shower than I usually would; I was highkey stalling from driving out to Malibu. The ringing of my cellphone startled me. Clenching my towel closer to my body, I quickly walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.
“Wassup, hubby?” I put the phone on speaker as I quickly dried my body with the plush towel. “Where you at right now, babe?”
“I’m at the house. I just got out the shower so–”
“It’s almost eleven o’ clock, Adrienne. What happened to you being down at the beach house by ten to meet with the paint crew?” I scrunched up my face. Why did it sound like he had an attitude right now? Shit, if anybody was rewarded to have an attitude it ought to be me. I was the only one who seemed to give a fuck about this beach house. “Trey I’m getting ready to go down there right now. Why you clocking me? It’s not like you’re the one whose waiting on me at the beach house. Matter fact, will you be meeting me down there? I really want you to see how much effort the contractors–”
“I don’t got time to drive into Malibu. That’s why I’m sending you.”
“Sending me? You know what, goodbye. ” I smacked my lips before ending the call. I wasn’t in the mood to hear Trey tell me what I should and should not be doing. Looking down at my wedding ring I questioned if I was really his wife or still his fucking assistant.
—-
You could say that I was in a funk as I pulled up to the beach house. I rolled my eyes at the sight of his name flashing across my phone screen. Ignoring the call for the umpteenth time, I tossed my phone into my Givenchy purse before exiting my truck. It’s crazy how Trey could call me down and be an annoyance; but his ass would never take the thirty minute drive into Malibu to speak to me in person. Husband of the year, for real.
“Mrs. Hasting, how are you? I am Mike Conaway. We spoke on the phone.” I nodded as I walked ahead of him. I wasn’t in the best of moods and all I wanted to do was select the color schemes for each room, and then drive my ass to Chipotle right after. Walking straight into the house I let out a loud ass sigh. “Aww, shit. We got central air up in this bih!” I closed my eyes as the cool breeze removed the sweat from my skin.
“You good?” My eyes quickly opened once I heard the unfamiliar voice. I knew Kevin’s high pitched voice and this was not it. I was face to face with the mystery man that has been intruding my dreams for the last two days. “I’m fine… what’s your name by the way? I didn’t get it the last time.”
“That’s cause you ain’t care to know it the last time. But I got you, it’s JP.” One of my brows arched. Who was he speaking to? Before I could even send a remark his way, a voice from the upstairs portion of the house was calling for ‘JP’. I watched as he jogged up the staircase and as much as I didn’t want to stare… I didn’t remove my eyes from the staircase until I could no longer see any parts of his body. Shaking my head, I turned on my heels and walked straight into the living room.
I needed to get this shit done and get out of here.
Luckily there was a Chipotle less than ten minutes away from the beach house. It was located inside of this mini mall and I was lowkey pissed because the line was long as shit and it wasn’t even one yet. Greedy ass people, yo. My foot tapped impatiently on the line as I waited behind this family of four. I was gonna be waiting for a minute, I could already tell.
“You always got that mean ass mug on yo face?” I jumped in my stance, because the person was speaking directly into my ear. I quickly snapped my neck to the right and was surprised at who I came face to face with. Yet again. “Are you stalking me or something?” My arms folded across my chest as I looked him up and down. Even Stevie Wonder could see that this nigga was fine. All types of fine, shit.
“Never that, ma. I can’t be hungry too?” When he flashed his pearly whites the mug on my face vanished. He had a pretty ass smile, wow. “Who you calling, ma? My name is Mrs. Hasting.” I quickly regained composure as I sized him up once more. Typical hood nigga. Even though he was dressed in clothing to covered up majority of his body, I could still see the tattoos peeking from underneath his sleeves. “I know what your name is. Move up though, you next.” I watched as his eyes roamed my body before I rolled my own eyes, and walked up in line.
I quickly order my burrito bowl and drink, and paid for my meal before scanning the establishment for a seat. It was packed as a bitch in here. “They got seats upstairs, come on.” I looked over my shoulder just in time to see him grabbing a bottle of hot sauce from a random table. He ain’t even ask the group of girls if they was using that shit. Shaking my head at his actions, my feet still carried me over to the staircase that led to the second floor of the Chipotle restaurant.
He was seated at a round table and motioned for me to take the vacant seat in front of him. I scanned the area a few times just to make sure that there weren’t any other openings, before I sighed and carried my ass over to where he sat.
“Why you was acting like you wasn’t going to sit with me? You already followed me upstairs so you might as well–”
“Ain’t nobody followed you upstairs. I was already coming up here.” I lied as I dug my fork into my bowl. He chuckled before doing the same. I watched as he went ham on the burrito bowl in front of him. Grabbing the hot sauce bottle from his loose hold, I poured a whole bunch over my bowl. “I ain’t carry that hot sauce up here for you, Mrs. Hasting.” I looked over at him after he called me by my last name. For some reason it sounded like he was mocking me when he said it.
“Tell me this, how old are you?” Passing him back the hot sauce, I slanted my eyes at him. “And why do you want to know that? Why is it any of your concern, Mr. JP. Is that even your real name?”
“Man, how old are you?” I didn’t want to smirk, but the irritation laced in his voice was sexy as fuck. If I wasn’t mistaken it sounded like he had a lil country accent. “I’m twenty five. Why?”
“No reason. Ever since you came down to the beach house on Monday I’ve been trying to figure out how old you were. You look too young to be married.” I’ve heard that before. Mostly from my parents who didn’t like Trey and his family. “And how old are you?”
“I’m twenty-four.” For some odd reason he decided to lick over his lips after he said that. Clearing my throat, I looked down at my food in front of me. “You happy in your marriage, Mrs. Hasting?” My head snapped up. “And who the fuck are you to ask me a question like that? Last time I checked, you work for me.” I don’t know why I snapped at him like that, but I did. To my surprised he laughed. Laughed right in my face like I was Kevin Hart or some shit.
“Aight, you got it. Ima take this to go and not overstep my boundaries no more. I ain’t tryna lose this good paying job with benefits.” He had remnants of a smile on his face as he placed the lid over his burrito bowl. “My lunch break almost up anyways. Have a good day, Mrs. Hasting.”
Evie
I was awakened by my sheets being snatched off of my body. I went to fuss at the culprit, but the minute I sat up, my face was met with a plate of cake
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” the multiple voices shouted
“Got it.” I heard Sean say followed by a flash
“You guys suck,” I said as I cleared the frosting from my face
Once I cleared most of the cake and frosting from my blocking my vision, I saw it was my four of my favorite people on this trip. August, Sean, Aaron and Jesse. They stood there with wide grins plastered over their faces.
“Happy birthday big head.” Aaron grinned with the destroyed cake in his hand as I sat up in my bed completely. I smiled. I was finally twenty-five years old and I can honestly say that I was happy in my life at this age.
Hell, I was about to turn up one good time. I hit a milestone and all I wanted to do was party and get my drink on, which I knew that Sean was going to get me drunk any damn way.
“Thank you guys, what time is it?”
Alex
I looked around the room we were escorted to when we arrived at the doctor’s office and shook my head. I couldn’t believe this was supposed to be a place someone came to get treatment.
We weren’t even in a real waiting room it was like more like a small office.
“What’s up with all the security?” I questioned
She rolled her eyes “I don’t know, talk to my dad about it. I don’t know why he’s being like this” she huffed
I shook my head. I knew the man was a senator but this was a bit too much, or maybe he didn’t want people to know that his twenty-year-old daughter was pregnant.
If that’s the case, he was lame as fuck. I didn’t even bother to bringing the idea up to Cyn because I wasn’t sure how her emotions were today and I didn’t want this to be something that would ruin her mood.
“You know…” she began “You didn’t have to take off of work just so you could come with me, you know” Cyn said
Ebony
“What the hell is this?” I asked my brother when he and Brandi came strolling up to the door holding hands.
“What’s wrong with you?” Darryl asked me.
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Evie:
“That ass is looking fat!” Tish screamed as we walked out of the gym. I shook my head and rolled my eyes at her irritating ass. “Why are you so damn loud and stop!” I exclaimed as she slapped my ass hard.
“What you been doing? You getting some dick?” She asked with a smirk. I rolled my eyes playfully at her. “Girl, now you know I’ve been working out like crazy.”
For the last couple weeks, I’ve been working out like crazy, trying to get my body right for the annual work trip that was coming up soon. Ashton hadn’t officially told us exactly who was actually going on the trip but I had already started packing and working on my summer body so no one couldn’t tell me I wasn’t going.
I couldn’t wait, though. I really needed a damn vacation, if only Ashton ass wasn’t going. We still haven’t talked very much since he threatened to write me up for telling his precious Adrienne off.
King
Monday 7:45 am
The breakfast table was quiet. I watched from over the top of my newspaper as my daughter played in her bowl of cereal. Today would be her first day back to school since her mother passed away 3 weeks ago. We tried to well prepare her for this, but nobody could imagine how the pain would began to eat us both up. She pushes further away from me, I guess it’s her way of coping, but I miss her. I can’t imagine the feeling of losing a mother, but I can definitely understand losing a wife. She was my best friend, and the thought of even having to start over one day is heart breaking. I couldn’t see myself with anybody other then Regina. But God had other plans I guess. A piece of her is always here though, I can still smell her sweet scent. I still see her standing over the stove preparing a Sunday breakfast. I see her when I look at my baby girl.
“You ready to be back in school with your friends?”.
I questioned, planing my newspaper on the glass table. She looked up and shrugged her shoulders. Exhaling I tapped my leg, signaling her to come to me. Pushing herself from the table, she dragged her feet to my lap and leaned on my leg.
“I know it’s hard baby. But we’re going to get through it. Daddy is gonna try and be less busy and give you all the time you need”.
She smiled looking up in my face. This was the first time I’ve seen her eyes light up.
“Really?”.
King
1 Week Later
Monday 7:20 am
“So, How you liking this new house baby?”.
I questioned Sanaa as I got her ready for her first day at her and Trent’s new school. She smiled brightly, still rubbing her sleepy eyes.
“I love it daddy. I’m ready for school too”.
I laughed, sitting on her bed and looking around. After I got all the stuff out here 2 days ago, the whole weekend was dedicated to getting Tiana and the kids settled in. Now it’s back to reality for me. I gotta fly back to NY in a hour for the day to handle some last minute shit, so I wont be able to see Sanaa and Trent off too school. But I’m sure Tiana will have it all under control.
“I’m glad. Because daddy put his hard earned money into this house with his Princess in mind”.
She laughed, shaking her head and walking over to her dresser. Looking in the mirror she fixed her shirt then put lotion on her face. Walking back over, she handed me some oil for her hair. I looked at her with a confused expression.
“Put a little in the middle of your hand and rub it through my hair”.
I chuckled, doing as she said and moved my fingers through her coils.
“I met the 2 girls down the street. She was like how old are you and I said 8 and she said do you have a sister and I said no I have 2 brother-”
“You introduce Titan and Trent as your brothers.”.
She chuckled, getting up and closing the oil.
“Yes. I use to only say Titan because Trent is annoying, but I guess they are both my brothers now”.
I laughed and nodded. My head.
“I guess so. Come on Baby”.
Grabbing her book bag, we walked out of her room and all the way down the hall to Trent’s. He smiled, jumping out of Tiana’s lap and grabbing his own book bag.
“Is she ready? I’m ready? My book bag is all together”.
Tiana smacked her teeth, putting his bush on the dresser and rubbing lotion on his face.
“Are w-:
“Downstairs Downstairs!”.
I cut Sanaa off from talking, following behind them as they spoke and talked while walking down the stairs.
“Do we take french classes, or we always talk french?”.
Sanaa questioned, sitting at the breakfast bar with a bowl of cereal Pollie made in front of them. I shrugged, looking at my watch and adjusting it.
“It’s both baby, you’ll have a french class, but all your teachers are french, so basically you’ll be speaking and learning it everyday”.
Tiana interjected. Sanaa smiled and took a spoonful of golden grahams into her mouth.
“I think it’s cool. So i can talk to people here”.
Photography for “4 Your Eyez Only” by Anthony Supreme
Tish
“So it’s true, huh?” I heard my mother’s voice. I quickly spun on my heels and my eyes met hers. She wore a sad look on her face that flushed me with guilt “W-what is going on?’ I stammered.
Staring at my mother and then my grandmother, I felt as if all the breath got knocked out of my damn body. My eyes darted over to my granny who mouthed “Sorry”
“Answer me Letitia.” My mom spoke up, darting my eyes back over to her I blinked my eyes. I couldn’t even believe my damn eyes right now, my mom has come all the way down here from Oakland.
“What’s true ma?”I played dumb
“Letitia, stop playing games with me. Why in the entire fuck didn’t you tell me that I had a damn grandbaby! And what the hell is he doing here?” She shouted. I pinched the bridge of my nose and leaned my head back.
“I’m here because this is my child.” Tez said as I rolled my eyes. “Oh now you care about my child? Where were you when she had the baby, oh you were locked up or with one of your many hoes.”
“This just isn’t happening.” I mumbled.
“Sonia, language.” My granny cut her eyes at her and walked over to Hazel and sat down on the bed next to her. “How are you, baby?” she asked her
“Ma cab you chill?”
“Absolutely not! He’s the nigga who turned my fuckin’ daugher against me in the first place. Why aren’t you in jail?” She asked. I tilted my head to the side and looked at her with wide eyes. This woman and her damn mouth.
“Sonia, what did I just say?”
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