MOOO

ˢᵘᵐᵐᵉʳ , ʲᵘⁿᵉ ¹²ᵗʰ ¹⁹⁹⁸.

Y/N’s POV:

It was the last day of school and I was ready to get the literal FUCK out of this fucking place. Marion hadn’t been coming to school lately which let me know he had been fucking up with not being clean again.

That’s the shit that always hurt me..,seeing my babyboy all fucked up and doing drugs… that really made me feel like I couldn’t help him. Marion had been doing this ever since his mother died. I started seeing the signs when he wouldn’t show up to school, call, or page me anymore.. It made me feel so unseen, but then I realized that it wasn’t about me in that moment, it was about him.. and I had to save him before it was too late.

As I continue down the school hallway to my locker on the D hall near the small corridor where no one could see, I wipe my tears as I hustle and bustle my way through the opposite moving crowd. My heart was racing and my ears were burning, and I was getting that tight feeling in my chest right before that post meltdown.

“Shit..” I exhale shakily.

I couldn’t suppress the feelings that were about to consume me, and that’s when..

Boom.

I bump into Marion’s homeboy, life just couldn’t get any fucking worse could it?

“Yo Y/N da hell is you cryin’ fa?… I know yo ole’ ass ain’t cryin’ over Marion? Da nigga chillin ma, relax.” Da’shaun nags.

that shit infuriated me.

I stop and look at the ground, closing my eyes right before I turn the corner to escape and hide in the corridor to cry. I sniff as I slowly turn to look back at Da’Shaun.

“Da’Shaun.. not the fuck right now I’m I’m not in the mood.” I bluntly shoot back.

He puts his hands up in surrender as he backs away shaking his head.

“Ayo, I’m just trynna let you know that yo nigga good.. but aye.. he told me to tell you to meet him at da double o’ five.. he said he missed yo face or sumn shi like dat... anyways he said dress nice since it’s been awhile and he sorry and he ain’t come today.. deuces.” Da’Shaun says as he holds up a peace sign while walking back the way he came out of sight.

I stood there for a second as I stared off into the distance before silently bursting into tears until the school bell had rung.

*40 minutes later the dismissal had finally rung*

I jolt to the sound of the bell as I rub my eyes and sigh, I had sat down in the corridor against the wall and fell asleep while hugging my legs, which were wobbly since I was sitting for so long. I stood up and dusted myself off as I grabbed my bag and headed towards the exit with puffy red eyes and the stinging thought of what Da’Shaun had told me a few moments earlier stuck and replaying in head.

I finally get out of the school as the warm cool summer air breeze hits me. I sniffle as I fix myself up trying to make myself look bigger than what I’m feeling, which is like shit. I continue towards the sidewalk as I start walking in a medium pace. What Da’Shaun had told me was really affecting my mental, and I didn’t know if I was going to be able to handle seeing Marion in person.

*15 minutes later Y/N finally gets home*

I finally got home and the sight of my house made me feel better, especially knowing that I could relax and get myself together before seeing Marion. I walked in and immediately threw down my book bag as I ran up the stairs. I had the whole house to myself this ENTIRE summer, having that the whole plan was to have specifically just MARION over.. which failed sadly.

I get to my room door as I walk in closing the door behind me. My life was a total mess.. everything was crashing down and piling on top of me and it was for SURE crushing the shit out of a sista.

“What the fuck am I even gonna wear tonight..?” I exclaimed to myself as I rummaged through my closet.

I could already feel myself starting to WANT to see him. I stopped myself and sat on my bed with my hand on my head.

“Fuck… Marion, why today.. why the FUCK today!?” I yell.

I was starting to get frustrated and I didn’t like that. I took a few deep breathes and laid down as I rested my eyes, I most definitely needed it before the meet.

*Y/N takes a small nap before going to meet Marion at “Club Double-O’-Five” downtown and she most definitely wasn’t ready with what to come with it…*

I find myself waking up from what seemed to have been a power nap, when made me quickly remember that I had to meet Marion at the club which made my stomach turn into a bunch of what felt like knots with very hot fire included.

“Fuck.. the moment I’ve been avoiding..” I say as I stand up stretching.

I look at my closet as I try and figure out what dress to wear to go see him in. My eyes scan the clothing that’s hanging in a neat OCD color-coded line, when my eyes catch my fav white dress that matches my purse.

“oh fuck yea..” I say smirking to myself as I part the clothing next to the dress to grab it.

I look at myself in my full body stand up mirror and smile as I head to the bathroom to freshen up and fix myself.

*16 minutes go by as Y/N fully finishes with the full product of what she looks like*

Damn, I haven’t worn this dress since eight-grade formal , and I’m surprised that I can still wear it. I smiled widely as I sprayed my body mist and moisturized myself with my cocoa shea butter body glimmer.

I felt like me and that was all that mattered.

I looked at the clock to see that it was 3:30, I didn’t want to keep him waiting so I slid my flat heels on, grabbed my keys, and hit the door. As I locked the door behind me, I felt that sudden realization that I was about to go meet my “unclean” “significant other” at a club. That made my heart sink, but I pushed through.

I got in the car and sighed as I looked at myself in the sun visor mirror. I couldn’t believe I was about to step foot in Marion’s proximity after not talking to him for the entire exact total of 7 months that his ass ain’t come to fuckin’ school.

“The things I do.. man oh man..” I say to myself as I chuckle and start the car to Double-O’-Five.

I continue driving as the overthinking starts to creep up.

What if he has another girl there with him?

What if he wants to break up with me?.

Shit, I was starting to realize that I most certainly still genuinely cared about him, which made me put my foot on the gas pedal. As I hauled tail to the club I finally got there after 2 red lights, a stop sign, and a family of geese that were crossing the street. I parked the car as I took 3 deep breathes before stepping out the car locking it, following some positive affirmations.

“You are beautiful, you are worthy, you are kind, you got this.” I chant softly to myself as I close my eyes.

“He will not hurt you, and you will not let him..” I add on as I open my eyes and walk in hesitantly.

I walk in and see a bunch of people dancing on the dance floor while smoking and drinking, while others sit at the bar and talk. It wasn’t dead in here that’s for sure, and it felt nice that I was alive.

I looked around wondering if Marion was around so I could see him and just get this “meeting” over with. I decided to flop down in a near by booth that was empty as I take out my compact mirror yo make sure my makeup and hair look nice.

When all off a sudden..

A deep familiar velvety smooth husky voice approaches the booth…

Following the scent of weed…

“Yo ma.. you look good.” the deep voice slowly says.

As the man says that my heart thumps, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me but as soon as I looked up..

It wasn’t a mind game..

It was really him, it was Marion In a clean white wife beater(with gold chains), some baggy blue Levi jeans, some Tim’s, a red Compton hat, with a black n’ mild tucked in his hip, standing there.. slim, sexy, tall, and high.

He somehow found me just like that, and I didn’t know why but that made me have butterflies..

Fuck..

“Thank you.” I say smiling calmy while tying to keep my composure.

He sits down slowly while locking eye contact with me and licking his lips removing the almost gon blunt.

He smiles sexily and slouches down in the booth in front of her manspreading.

“Anytime mamas.. but I’m sorry bout all this.. fasho fasho.. I Swea fo’ God I am baby..

And there he goes.. he said the same thing last time and STILL ended up unclean and on drugs again. Specifically weed.

I sigh and rolls my eyes.

“Marion, baby we’ve been through this before, and we see how that ended..” I say softly as I look at him.

He looks back.

“Youn understand it doe mama.. this shit hard.. I know I push you away sometimes.. but please mamas.. I’m sorry..” he says softly as he fidgets with his thumbs.

He was getting frustrated with me and I could tell but his body language. He was sitting upright now and was fidgeting. I really did feel bad

I started to feel myself tearing up, I tried to stop them but the topic was sensitive and it always hurt so bad. He just quietly sat at the other end of the table highly staring at me as he bit his lip.

He started rocking his legs back and forth as he looked at me with his red glossy low dreamy eyes. I could feels his gaze admiring me all over.

“Why you chose dat dress?.” He says, changing the subject.

I slowly look down at my white 8th grade formal dress, still tightly fitting me and making my tits pop better than ever. I decided to respond.

“I haven’t worn this since eight-grade.. so I decided I’d take it out of the closet.” I say softly while locking eyes with him.

He nods and reaches in his pocket for something.

He pulls out a lighter and re-lights the now roach.

He takes a couple drags before looking sexily over at me.

“Marion, stop.” I say as I frown slightly from the sight of him getting high.

He continues smoking and keeps look at me.

I was starting to get that feeling I always get when this happens, it was that intoxicating feeling.. the one where you’re full of rage, love, hurt, pain , sorrow, and emptiness and you’re tired of holding onto it.

I glare at him.

“Marion S’yjay Warner… PLEASE!?” I yell frustratedly.

He flinched then looks up at me before finishing the roach and putting it out. He then puts the lighter back into his pocket looking around as he stands up.

“I wan go somewhere private witchu so we can talk.” He says as he looks down towering over me.

I sigh and nod as I oblige.

“Okay..” I say following behind him as he leads the way.

We walk out of the club to his Cadillac thats parked across the way near an old open field. He continues leading the way until we finally reach the car. He opens the door for me and closes it as he goes to get it on his side.

After about fifteen minutes we finally arrive near the field, he parks the car and highly looks over at me.

“C’mere.” He softly says as he taps his lap.

I hesitate for a moment before obliging and climbing up over the console to straddle him.

He gazes at me as softly.

“Im sorry mamas..” He says, gently grazing my chin with his first finger.

Damn..

Maybe this is exactly why I still care, simply because he still cares even when he knows he’s wrong.

I smile at him as I respond.

“It’s okay Marion, I still love you for you.” I say, while giving him a reassuring smile.

He smirks as he leans closer.

“Kiss me..” he sexily whispers, letting out a shaky breath as he gazes from my lips back up to my big brown eyes.

I felt the tight knot forming in my stomach again, and I was trying my best to fight it.

But..

Unfortunately, I gave in and smashed my lips softly into his as we began to make out. I could feel his hands roaming on every part of my body that was covered with my dress. He continued on until he moved to my neck.

Which..

Its my damn hot spot ( y/n horny ass 😭 ).

I let out a shaky breathy moan as I tremble from his warm plump lips kissing and sucking on my neck, where he was now leaving hickey’s.

“Fuck..” I moan out.

He pulls away and looks at me as he smirks.

“Lemme eat you..” he says huskily.

I nod as I climb into the backseat.

He follows and steadies himself between my now open legs.

He slides my panties down as he gazes up at me sexily with a glint of lust in his eyes.

Shivers went throughout my body as I bit my lip ans gazed back befkre suddenly bucking my hips to the feeling of his flat warm tongue start to lap up my sweet essence, making me squirm from the slightly overwhelming sensation.

“a-ahhh.. f-fuck.. Marion baby..“ I squeal out as I clamp my thighs around his head and ride his face.

He grunts and groans as he continues to lap up my juices.

I could already feel myself peaking to ny climax as I gripped the sheets and arched my back.

I then suddenly felt two fingers plunge upward in side of me as I yelped out, biting my lip harder as i draw a bit of blood.

“mmm fuck yea.. take these fingers baby..“ he sexily coos as he winks at me and praises me.

I buck my hips to the exact rhythm thsy Marion is pumping his fingers.

Soon I couldn’t hold it in as he began to tease my clit and tongue fuck me until u completely let loose.

“AHHHHH... FUCK MARION IM COMINGGGG AHHHH“ I yell out as ny body jolts from the orgasm.

He smirks as he pulls his face from between my legs, which has my juices all on it.

He crawls up and kisses me making me taste myself as he pulls away.

“I luh you Y/N..“ he says as ge gently rests his forehead against mine.

“I love you so much more Marion..“ I respond back as I do the same.

THE END.

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