Short 6
AJ
“And that’s game!” Bystanders cheered people who placed bets had their hands out and all I could do was wipe the sweat off my face dapping up the opposite team.
“Good game kid.” I nodded my head walking over towards my truck where my baby was posted with a smile on her beautiful face. Smirking I walked up to her laying my body on top of hers.
“Eww AJ get off me!” Ignoring her I licked her neck making her groan in annoyance. “You know you love me on you, in you, on top of you, on the bot…”
“Ok we get it, now get off me. Good game by the way babe.” Playing basketball with a few of the people from school and around the way was just something to hold me over until conditioning started.
“Thanks baby. You ready to get out of here?” Mir Mir nodded with a smile on her brown skin. She was so beautiful to me.
“Yes, I have to get my nails and feet done and my oh so wonderful sexy loving boyfriend is joining me.” I raised my eyebrow staring at her amused.
“Oh really?” She nodded standing on the tip of her Giuseppe sneakers brushing her lips against mine. “Yes really.” Holding her tiny waist in my hands I pulled her closer sliding my hands to her ass.
“Can y'all get a room? Like damn.” Pulling away from me she hid her face in my chest as Paris came walking up to us with my nigga Macio not too far away.
“Un uh Samirra don’t be tryna hide now. You the one that was about to get fucked on the car.” Samirra pulled her head up looking at Paris who wore a smirk on her face.
“Shut up Paris.” Paris stuck out her tongue looking at me and shaking her head. “What have you done to my sister AJ. I don’t know this child.” Paris and Samirra were blood related, same age and everything but they had different mothers.
While Samirra was timid and quiet Paris was the complete opposite. The two both took after they pops with dark brown skin, but Paris was thicker than Samirra and she always kept her hair in her natural curls.
“Yo Paris why you leave so fast ma?” Rolling her honey brown eyes she turned to Macio with a fake smile on her face.
“I’m sorry Macio was I supposed to stand there while you talk to some bum bitch.” In the midst of them arguing Samirra tapped my shoulder and I looked down at her.
“What’s up ma?”
“I’m ready to go.”
“Man Paris chill out with all that loud talking.” Paris sucked her teeth before mushing his face. “You ain’t shit Mace and you know it!” Samirra sighed walking towards the truck and getting in.
This was just Paris and Macio. All they did was argue and fight.
“Man P fuck I tell you bout puttin ya hands in my face. You won’t be satisfied until I rock yo shit. Take yo stupid ass on somewhere.”
Swinging her long jet black hair she rolled her eyes doing it again. “And what I keep telling you about smiling up in these ho’s faces. You act like I won’t leave yo no good ass.” By now there was a crowd forming and the look on Macio face let me know not only was he embarrassed but he was about to do something that he was gone regret.
“P come on let’s go ma.” Pulling her towards the truck she kept popping off at the mouth and Macio only shook his head walking back towards his car.
“I’m so sick of this shit with him. He won’t be satisfied until I leave his dumb ass. I hate his big headed ass.” Getting into the car I started it up looking over at Samirra who had an irritated look on her face.
“You good bae?”
“Yeah I’m good.”
After dropping P off we went back to my house so I could change from my basketball shorts and take a shower. Samirra climbed onto my bed curling up in the middle of the California King Bed.
Shaking my head I went into my bathroom stepping into the shower. The water turned on automatically and a sigh escaped my lips at the hot water spraying down on my tense muscles.
My thoughts were all over the place. From my moms, to my pops, school, and finally Mir Mir. I don’t know what was wrong with her but she’s been acting strange for a while now.
Feeling a breeze and her small hands around my waist I turned in her arms looking down at her. Mir was so tiny compared to me and I loved that most about her.
“What’s up with you Nadia?” I only called her by her middle name when I was serious.
“Nothing, I’m fine baby I swear.” Staring at her intently she looked away from my gaze and I shook my head making her look at me.
“Come on Mir Mir talk to me ma?” Biting her bottom lip she held me tighter shaking her head. “It’s nothing baby I swear. I’m just kind of stressed with the school thing.”
Mir wanted to go to Spellman but her parents wanted her to go to Michigan State to study Neurosurgery, like her father. That’s not what she wanted to do though. Mir planed on becoming a Journalist and eventually opening her own publication company.
“I told you what to do ma.” Grinning she kissed my lips running her fingers through my hair. “It’s not simple pa.” I chuckled lifting her up, her legs wrapping around my waist.
“I got something that’s real simple for you.” Holding onto my neck she softly bit down on my ear lobe. “Well show me.”
“The fuck you been?” I asked Bray as soon as he pulled up to the airport. Bray waved me off grabbing his bags and walking over to me. “And where my cousin nigga.”
“Man chill out she rode with Farrah.” Just as he said that Farrah pulled up with the music blasting loudly.
“This bitch always causing a scene.” Paris mumbled leaning against Macio. “P not now.” Samirra warned walking up to the jet that grams let us use.
“Y'all ready to go or we just gone stand here looking at each other?”
Farrah Knight was the complete opposite of Layliana. They were like night and day but they made it work.
Farrah grew up with us since her moms was auntie Kai’s best friend daughter.
“Yeah i’m ready?” Layliana announced swiftly walking towards the jet.
We were going to Maui for the weekend; a graduation gift from our parents which I had no complaints about.
“AJ was Roro coming?” Farrah asked sitting down in one of the chairs and spinning around. Her constant spinning was giving me a headache and I had to look away.
“Nah my moms taking her to New York.”
Thinking back on it baby Ro was a little too excited to be going back to New York and when I questioned her about it she told me to mind my business while walking back to her room.
I let her have her moment for now, but when I come back me and my little sister was gone have a talk.
It took about thirty minutes before the plane was taking off and I sat back with Mir sleeping on my chest looking around the plane.
Of course Paris and Macio were sitting in the corner acting like they weren’t just at each others throats. Farrah was on her phone with her beats headphones in while Lay was in her own little corner ignoring Bray.
From the look on both of their faces I knew that this trip was going to be far from a relaxing vacation.
Aurora
Finally we were back in New York and I couldn’t have been more excited. Stepping off the plane with mommy behind me I was glad that I kept my attire simple.
Dressed in a pink and grey Nike sports bra and leggings the warm breeze nipped at my brown skin. “It’s too hot.” Mommy cried fanning her head and frowning.
The cat eye Chloe sunglasses she wore, the simple Ralph Lauren pink maxi dress she wore and her favorite Tory Burch nude sandals gave her the summer time look i’m assuming she was going for.
“I know mom. Are we staying with Kenny?” Mommy shook her head no sliding into the drivers side of the white Bentley Continental GT that was waiting for us before we even landed.
Although my mom didn’t like riding on private jets dad wasn’t taking no for an answer especially since she was so early in her pregnancy and flying. It was his way of monitoring her every move during the two hour flight.
“We’re staying at one of the lofts I purchased.” I arched my eyebrow staring at her side profile. She never once looked at me even though I know for a fact she felt my stare.
Huffing I sat back against my seat unlocking my phone. Instead of racking my brain on mommy’s secret loft I decided to text Alfonso.
A smile crept onto my face when he replied back.
Alfonso
What’s up baby?
Read 4:39 pm
Alfonso had a way of making me smile and blush even if I tried so hard to hide it. I was never Aurora anymore just baby or shorty. I thought it was cute and I could definitely get used to it.
Me
Nothing guess what?
Sent 4:42pm
Alfonso
You stopped playing games and coming to fuck with a real nigga?
Read 4:50 pm
“Aurora!!?” Jumping from her screaming my name I looked her way to see her staring at me with a raised eyebrow.
“What?” Biting down on her bottom lip she stared at me with a scrutinizing look making me uncomfortable. I hated when she did that. She would raise her right eyebrow and just stare deep into my soul like she was trying to find some answers and it always made me feel like a child because it always worked.
“Yes mom?” Shaking her head, her curly hair slapped against her face some of it sticking to her lip gloss. Pulling the few strands from her pink glossed lips she shook her head. “Nothing baby, just...” Letting out a deep breath smiling at me, her smile alone could bring so much life into a room.
“Remember Heavy you’re only sixteen.” Coming to a stop light she leaned over kissing my cheek and fondling with my own curly hair. “I know mommy.”
“Good so what are you doing today?”
Alfonso
Where is this real nigga you speak of? I’m in NY
Sent 5:15 pm
“Going to go see Kenny and uhh meet a friend.” Pulling up into what I assumed was the loft parking garage I took note of all the foreign cars parked neatly alongside each other.
Mom parked in a spot closer to the entrance shutting off the car but not getting out. “What’s his name?”
“Alfonso. He’s from here, he’s a junior which makes him seventeen. He’ll be eighteen a day after my birthday. He lives with his mother and sister, plays basketball, starting point guard. Claims he’s the next Stephen Curry, a straight A student I seen his grades and he’s half Jordan and Black. His father being black.” Taking a deep breath making sure I left nothing out I looked over at my mother who wore a smirk.
“You must really like him.” Blushing I shrugged as my phone vibrated and rung in my hand. Looking down I seen him calling which only made my cheeks darken.
“No! I just like his vibe.” I confessed answering the phone and stepping out of the car. My pink and grey Nike sneakers collided against the black smooth pavement. Our footsteps were the only sounds besides the birds chirping in the medium lit garage.
“Mhmm vibe my ass.” She trailed off sliding her key along the elevator key pad. “Hello.”
“My lil shorty what’s good ma?”
He really had to stop giving me these stupid butterflies. “Nothing just getting in with my mom. Can I call you in like a hour though I have to get situated?”
“Yeah that’s cool baby.”
Throwing my bags onto my bed I walked into my moms room flopping down on her bed watching as she got dressed. “Mommy where you going?” Grabbing her pearl earrings she placed them in her ear fixing the blue baby doll dress onto her body.
“I have a meeting with Glamhairous district company then I meet with your auntie and our designer to work on our fall and winter collection. Another three meetings with potential buyers and with Nordstroms to see if we can get Bella Couture in there. What time are you going to see Kenny?”
Just her naming what she had to do was making my head hurt so I can imagine how she felt.
“In a minute I need a nap first. I don’t see how you and daddy do this almost everyday.”
Talking to my mom for another hour I found myself fast asleep and waking up three hours later to mass text messages and missed calls.
After reassuring my mom that I was fine and just waking up from a long nap I texted Kenny telling her i’ll catch her another time then texted Alfonso back who asked to take me out on the town.
Getting the ok with mommy and forwarding her a picture with a phone number attached of him I jumped out of bed going into the bathroom.
Just a little under an hour later I was slipping on my nude Christian Louboutins and standing in the mirror admiring my outfit.
The simple fitted white tank top was tucked inside of my J brand boyfriend jeans, my hair was simple; styled into a messy curly bun and I decided to not go all out with the make up so I stuck with the Revlon mascara and MAC ‘Boy Bait’ lip gloss.
Snapping the Marc Jacobs watch on my wrist I grabbed the keys to the Bentley since mommy called her driver and was out the door but back tracked running into my moms room and spraying on her Chanel perfume and then I was out the door.
“I’m on the way.” I giggled plugging the iPhone into the aux chord. “Alright lil mama I’ll see you when you get here. I don’t want my shorty talking and driving.” Grinning and blushing I told him ok hanging up and making my way to R Lounge located in the middle of Times Square.
It took me forty five minutes to get there and my stomach was growling at me.
Handing my keys to valet I walked inside the upscale lounge admiring the scenery and walking up to the front desk.
“Welcome to R Lounge how many.”
“She’s with me.” Turning around I was met with Alfonso who toward over me even in the seven inch heels.
“It’s been mad long ma. Damn you small. Give me some love lil mama.” Smirking I walked into his awaiting arms inwardly sighing as he wrapped his strong arms around my body.
He smelled like weed, Tom Ford cologne, and Irish Spring...a combination I so desperately could get use to.
“You so small..” He pulled back looking down at me. His light brown eyes staring down at me. His stare was kind of intimidating and I wanted to look away but I couldn’t. His eyes just kept pulling me in.
“You’re gorgeous.”
“Thank you Alfonso. Can we go to our seats now?” He chuckled and nodded grabbing my hand and walking us further inside the crowded restaurant.
While we walked I took the time to admire him in his black denim True Religion jeans, grey long sleeved shirt, and his red Nike Huarache sneakers. My eyes traveled further up settling on his curly soft looking hair.
Is it bad I could picture myself running my fingers through his hair while we bullshitted on a lazy Sunday?
“Aurora?” Coming back to reality I looked up at Alfonso who was standing by what I assumed was our booth.
“You ok?” I nodded sliding into my seat.
After he made sure I was good he sat across from me looking at me with those warm brown eyes.
While he stared I did the same thing claiming his mole on the middle of his nose my favorite feature on him.
“I hate it.” Grinning I shook my head sipping my water. “Why?” He shrugged grabbing his menu from off the black marbled table.
“I just don’t like it.” Licking my lips and frowning at his vague answer I rolled my eyes sitting up and grabbing my own menu. “Well I like it. I think it may be my favorite thing on you.”
Raising his eyebrow he opened his mouth to say something but our waitress came to the table.
Placing our orders while ignoring her slick comments and flirtatious ways towards Alfonso it was safe to say I was happy when she finally left.
“Why you single Aurora?”
Twirling the straw around my cup my shoulders raised and fell before I could even part my lips.
“I just really haven’t found anyone worth my time. Seems like everyone only wants something from you these days. This generation is so quick to shout they want real love but everybody scared to put the work in. I just rather be single. Save me from wasting my time.”
The entire time I talked Alfonso kept his eyes trained on me. It was comforting to have someone of the opposite sex actually just listen instead of pretending. “Why are you single Alfonso?” I questioned before he could even respond back to me.
“Truthfully baby girl. I’m not looking, all these ho’s want is a come up and I ain’t the nigga to give it to them.”
His bluntness would have shocked me if my dad wasn’t my dad and my brother wasn’t my brother. “Why am I here then? I’m not the girl that’s going to fuck you because you spent a couple dollars on me and gave me compliments.”
His thick lips spread across his smooth chestnut colored face and my stomach twisted in excitement. “I know you ain’t Aurora. I know what type of girl you are baby.”
Intrigued I sat forward resting my elbows on the table and my chin on my hands. “What type of girl am I Alfonso?”
Leaning forward he stared in my eyes pulling me in a trance.
“The type that knows what she wants. The one that wants love but her trust issues causes her to build this wall up. You’re the type that’ll make a nigga fall in love but won’t catch him when he fall. You’re quiet and innocent but it’s the quiet and innocent ones you got’a watch out for. You’re a challenge, a dangerous one at that but a nigga like me love a good challenge.”
What the fuck?
My thoughts were screaming at me to run. Run and never look back. I may have been sixteen but dammit the feelings he was giving me weren’t that of teenager. Though my head was telling me one thing my body stayed planted in my seat and my eyes were locked onto his hypnotizing brown ones.
“And what if you don’t catch me?”
“Don’t worry baby girl I won’t let you fall.”