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themarchblessing · 6 years ago

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PASAR LA NOCHE CON ME

SABRINA

“Ravyn!” I yelled over my shoulder. “I need your help!”

“Bitch..why are you yelling? I’m right outside.” She said coming into view. “Ow! Te ves increíble en ese vestido de mami! You look like a three course meal and don’t get me started on the shoes. Where in the hell did you get those?” She rambled with excitement. Her compliment made my heart thud in my chest and my palms sweaty. Tonight is Brian’s birthday so he invited Ray and I to come along to his party at this club in Manhattan. It’s now going on 10:30 and I’m still not ready. I had Ravyn come over to the house two hours ago so we could get ready together. She’s all dressed and ready but me? I’m having trouble piecing together a full look for this damn party.

I bought a new dress, some new jewelry and brought out the shoes Corey gifted me a few weeks back. The sandals are a perfect fit and they’re super comfortable for four and a half inch heels. I know for a fact Corey will be there since Brian is his best friend and all. I just want to look my best since we’re going out.

“Are you sure this isn’t too much? Ravyn I need your honest opinion.” Turning around I flipped my hair over my shoulder and smoothed out the fabric of the dress.

She walked around me and adjusted some areas, stopping in front of me. “You look beautiful honey. Stop being so hard on yourself and really look in the mirror.” She smiled turning me around by my shoulders. I followed her advice and did a once over of myself, spinning in a slow circle.

I do feel good about my appearance. I think seeing Corey tonight is what’s making me nervous. That night I went to dinner with J has fucked with my mental ever since then. Nobody knows I even went out with him and nobody knows we slept together. I was pretty tipsy so that’s where majority of the influence was derived from. But it’s the reason I enjoyed the night so much that’s eating me up. I’ve never fantasized about another man during sex before. I feel like a such a terrible and stupid person.

“Now..get your pretty ass out of this room so we can go have some fun. I’m ready to shake this ass that I have worked very hard for so let’s go, right now mujer!” She clapped loudly. Ravyn left the room leaving me to check myself out one more time. I brushed through my hair once more again seeing my curls soften out more, I applied lotion to key spots, spritzed on more perfume, and went around the room. Grabbing my littlest purse I killed the lights in the bedroom and followed Ravyn outside to her car.

Tonight is going to be fun and I’m going to get drunk. I can see it happening now. The ride to TAO is a half an hour ride from my house which gives me time to relax and have a little fun of my own with my girl.

“Reach in my bag and pull out the yellow makeup bag. I have some party favors in there I have been dying to use. You told them we were coming yeah?” She asked.

“Just sent Corey a text.” I uttered unzipping the small pouch. “What am I looking for?” I quizzed tucking my hair behind my ear.

“Edibles. They’re sour and they’re potent so I’m warming you now. You only need one because of the dosage but I’m taking two. I’ve been hella stressed these last few days and I need to chill out. They should be in single packs. I’ve got tons of flavors so pick whatever you like mami.” I found what she was talking about and opened two packs for her dumping them into her open palm. “Mmm, sour apple is the best!” She excitedly cheered.

Chuckling at her dumb ass I took two for myself hoping to relax just as much as her. The remainder of the ride to the club is going so smooth. I feel so calm, my body feels warm, and now my hormones are acting up. That one night with Julian made me miss having sex on somewhat of a regular basis. I don’t know what I’m going to get into tonight but I know it’ll be interesting. Ravyn’s playlist set the perfect ambiance to get us into a carefree, relaxed, party mood. The line to get in was filled with people but thankfully we don’t have to wait in line. Brian ended up calling in a favor so instead of Ray having to park on the street, we used the valet that Brian had set up for all of his guests. The loud boom of music that bounced off the walls meshed with the sounds of partygoers made it sound like a live concert in here.

“This place is packed! How are we gonna find the guys?” Ray spoke in my ear as I looked around the room. I don’t even know how we’re going to do that. There’s people everywhere you look! At the bar, the lounge tables, the dance floor, near the bathroom, just everywhere! I spotted two men standing in front of a set of stairs meaning the group must be up on the next level.

“This way!” I shouted over the music. I held onto her hand so we didn’t separate as we made our way over to the stairs.

“You here for Brian Lux’s party?” The guy asked as we stepped in front of them.

“Yes we are. Do you need our na-“

“Finally! What the hell took y’all so long!?” I looked up to see Brian jogging down the steps with a bottle of Jack in his hand. He looks faded already which is a given since this night is all about him.

“Fashion problems..” I shrugged.

“Let ‘em up bruh, they’re definitely with me. Come on let me introduce y’all to some of my friends.” Brian took us around so we could meet everyone in our circle for the night. Men left and right were gawking at us, and some even hit on me but thankfully Brian and Ravyn shut that all the way down. This lounge area that Brian reserved just for tonight is perfect for the amount of people he invited. His friends and co-workers are all very kind and have a good sense of humor. With everyone in such a good mood the night should be a breeze.

So far the night has surpassed all of my expectations. My nerves vanished after my first two shots, thanks to the dudes who hit on me and my high is settling well with me. Being a full time señora doesn’t allow me much free time to really let my hair down and be a woman. With the respect and love I have for my role as a parent I still need to create that time for myself to take a night off every once in a while. And all thanks to my girl Ray and her mother, I can do just that and not feel guilty about anything. Rochelle is keeping my baby boy tonight so I’m not too worried about him but I still miss him very much.

Ray and I got comfortable within a group of people who were all smoking and drinking. All kinds of party favors were going around up here. “Here B, take this.” Ravyn said, tapping my leg. Putting my phone back inside my little purse I pushed back on the seat taking the shot and drink from her.

“Ravyn what is this? Don’t try to kill me now..I still have a baby to care for once I’m sober again.” Bringing the shot glass to my nose I shrugged and threw it back tasting the burn and cinnamon. This is definitely Fireball.

“I am not trying to kill you. You wanna dance? It’s a lot of yummy looking men out there..” Ray sang out, swaying beside me while sucking down her drink.

“What else did we come here to do?” I slurred with sass. Sipping from my drink as well I followed Ravyn down to the main dance floor. A few other girls and some guys they were conversing with followed us and soon we had a whole party down here. We all took turns dancing with one another, laughing, just feeding off of each other’s vibes. The sound of cumbia music blared through the speakers shocking me to the core. No club I’ve ever been to has openly played any sort of Latin music so to hear music from my grandmother’s home country is blowing my mind.

The music mixed with the liquor and the edibles did a number on me. I’ve been dancing my ass off for most of the time that we’ve been here, feeling like I’m 20 years old again.

“You sure know how to keep a man’s attention.” A voice said from out of nowhere. My face straightened out in confusion thinking I was about to be hit on by another drunk idiot until I laid eyes on him.

“You’re creepy as fuck you know that?” I shook my head at this fool waiting so long to make an appearance. Ever since we arrived I’ve been dying to know where he is. Sipping on the last of my drink I successfully pushed my empty glass into some random girl’s hand.

“Oh yeah? Ok, I’ll remember that.” Corey’s lazy smile and extremely red eyes told me exactly what level he’s on. He’s not much of a drinker or avid smoker but I can smell the weed practically radiating off of his body.

Rolling my eyes at the joke he fed into I picked up my mass of hair and held it on top of my head for a minute. “I’m just kidding. Who did you come here with aside from the birthday boy?” Licking my lips I dropped my hands to my hips and scanned around us quickly.

“Just him. I ain’t come here with nobody special. What about you?” He rebutted, stepping closer to me as some people moved around behind him. Somebody bumped him causing us to be pushed really close together.

“Um..” I mumbled, feeling my heart race in my chest. Why do I feel so nervous right now? “Ravyn. Just Ravyn. How was your trip to Miami?” I asked, slowly putting some space between us.

Corey shrugged lazily and waved to someone behind me. “It was hot. I wish you could’ve came down with me. You always said how badly you wanted to visit the 305. You would’ve loved it B.” He nodded surely. A woman holding a tray of shots appeared and Corey took two. “For you.” He handed me the shot and without hesitating I swallowed every drop of liquor which I came to realize is Hennessy.

“You and Ravyn are equally trying to knock me on my ass tonight. Ooh..” Handing Corey my empty glass I fanned myself and pulled at my dress feeling my body temperature skyrocket.

“Not even close. I see you’re wearing them..” His vision darted down to my feet and so did mine, us both looking at the heels he got for me. I still can’t believe this man bought nearly thirteen hundred dollar Gucci sandals. But he wasn’t lying to Zay when he said I’m secretly in awe with Gucci’s style.

Lifting my head I pushed my curls back and sucked on the inside of bottom lip. “I really do love them. But you did not have to do this for me, you know that right?” Fixing the collar on his shirt I got lost in myself, getting handsy with him. He didn’t seem to mind so I didn’t think anything of it.

“You can keep saying that all you want but it won’t change anything. You uh, care to show me how it’s done with this music? You’re the only expert in here I know.” The growing smile on his face made my heart skip a beat. This liquor has me so fucking gone. I’m reading into moments I never do, I practically molested him with my hands just a few moments ago and then came the memory. Two memories to be exact. The night we kissed two months ago and the night I had sex with Julian. I remember painting a mental picture of Corey’s face while J was eating me out. And once we started having sex, the visuals just continued rolling like a never ending screen of credits. And I’m so proud of myself for being conscious enough to make Julian wear a condom.

Without a word I let my state of mind and my hormones do all the talking for me. The selection of music is supreme tonight. Every genre that you can move your hips to and sing along to took over the entire club. Everyone around us is having a grand old time enjoying a night of no stress and work. Tonight is about all play and I’m okay with that.

After another hour of dancing I felt reality slip away from me each time the song changed over to a new one. Not one guy came to bother me because of the fact that Corey never left my side. He’s an angel for playing along knowing very well that I hate strange men flirting with me. This little charade we played didn’t feel wrong though. We’ve never been like this around each other let alone in public. We’re once again crossing over into new territory. The drugs and the liquor are the motivators for the behavior we’re displaying tonight.

“You know something..I can’t feel anything.” I spoke in his ear, using him as support so I didn’t fall.

“That’s the liquor talking. What else have you had?” He asked, running his hand over the side of my head gingerly. His fingertips brushed along the outer edge of my ear, giving me goosebumps.

“Well..” I dragged out standing up straight feeling his hands on my lower back. “Aside from the shots and the drinks, a few edibles.” I shrugged innocently. Laying my head on his chest I threw an arm over his shoulder taking in his scent it’s the same cologne he wore to Izaiah’s party. It smells ten times better now than it did when I first got to sample it. “Mm..hueles tan bien..” I moaned. The way he smells right now is arousing me for some odd reason.

“What did you say?” He chuckled deeply, holding me close. Our bodies fit together like puzzle pieces, he fit into me as well as I fit into him. Un ajuste perfecto.

“You smell really good. Hueles tan bien.” I repeated, lifting my head to meet his hazy and half open eyes. Once again but this time on my count, history repeated itself. My soul set off like a round of fireworks as we kissed like no one was watching us. The moment began just like the last and turned into something much more than I anticipated. We started in the middle of the room and ended up against a wall that kind of hid us from other eyes.

His lips traveled from mine to my jawline and then down to my neck. Tilting my head to the side I felt my hair tickle my arm as I eagerly welcomed the trade off of his mouth and tongue against my hot skin. “Te quiero tanto,” I moaned feeling his hands tease the hem of my short ass dress. He moved to my ass making himself comfortable there while my arms stayed around his neck.

“You sure about that?” He grumbled, teasing me in the worst ways a woman could imagine.

Cupping the sides of his face in my hands I looked at him with such blurry vision. My eyesight may be tweaked but I know who this is. No amount of liquor could make me forget. “Yeah I’m sure..” Running my thumbs over his cheek I met him halfway and reconnected our mouths. Every part of me has been craving this man and I want him now while I have the chance.

This kiss is a battle purely for control. It’s a battle to see who wants who more. But I think the energy on his side matches mine, no argument needed.

“Come on,” he hastily parted from me leering at me with faded eyes. I followed Corey somewhere and once we were lone in this room that appears to be an office, I pressed play again. I practically threw myself onto him and he welcomed my eagerness. He embraced my desire for intimacy and accepted the moment for that it is rather reading into it too far.

Us not being in view of anyone else granted us the chance to really take things up a notch. Corey gripped my hips firmly and picked me up off the floor. I instantly wrapped my legs around his waist watching my hair cover him partly since I’m now towering over him a little. He carried me over to an empty desk and just continued on from there.

“Corey I need you,” I blurted out. He backed up from me, his chest noticeably moving up and down.

“Here?” He breathed heavily searching my eyes for clarification. The beat of the music crept into the room creating just enough of the mood I was hoping for.

Nodding instantly I pulled my dress up over my hips and ass giving him silent permission to continue what we’ve started. The hunger in his stare solidified that he’s still on the same page as me. He didn’t speak. He just fed into the moment, feeding both of our egos and current desires. I saw him reach for his back pocket and I couldn’t fight the laugh. Hassan would be so proud to know that his son still stays strapped with protection to this day. Corey is the only man I know who actually cares about his sexual health and staying safe.

“You don’t need it.” I breathed, kissing different areas of his face.

“Sabrina are you sure?” He asked caringly.

“I trust you.” I don’t know what I mean by that. But I just don’t want to him to use the rubber. This is that time. That time we never had a serious conversation about. The line that we unspokenly agreed to never cross is about to be annihilated but that didn’t stop Corey from needing more reassurance. “Corey, please believe me when I tell you that I trust you more than you can imagine. I need this and I need you. All of you.” I spoke. Nibbling on my bottom lip I studied his face swallowing the lump in my throat.

The air made it in between my legs creeping all the way up my back. My final okay sealed the deal. I heard that zipper come undone and even though I’m a little nervous to actually do this, I’m ready in a sense. All of my thoughts of him when I was fucking J and that kiss don’t mean nothing. I think Corey noticed that I got a little nervous so as a way of helping to relax he kissed me gently washing away my thoughts of uncertainty. And my thoughts of Julian altogether.

The shock of him taking his time to get this going did not fade. No, it stayed with me. And when I felt full I no longer could look him in the eye. If I were to possess some weird, freaky habit right now it would be the ability to come out of my own body and watch the scene that’s playing out. I can’t believe we’re actually doing this. The back of my eyelids are a beautiful sight being that my brain needs time registering our actions.

As I looked up at the ceiling my mouth formed a full circle the further he inched himself inside of me. Then my lip made its way underneath my teeth as I shivered from the pleasure.

“You okay?” He uttered for the first time in what seemed like forever.

“Yes..” I moaned without any doubts. “I’m perfect.” I assured him. My state of arousal caught up with me to feed into what he’s giving me. I got one hand on his hip and the other on the small of his back. I didn’t feel the need to think about anything else. This is different than sex with J. That was good but this..this is fulfilling to my soul and my inhibitions. I’m very drunk and I even though don’t know how long this moment will last I hope it doesn’t end soon.

COREY

Leaning back on the table I watched her fix her dress and hair before we go back into the club. I just fucked my best friend. Damn. I still haven’t told her that I’m Zay’s dad which is making me feel a million different mixed emotions. Being here for my boy’s birthday is not the ideal place to have that talk so yet again I’ll have to put it it on hold. My mind is flooded with bits and pieces of what we just did. And she let me hit it raw. That’s a pleasurable memory I’ll take to the grave. I doubt if this means anything or if it’ll ever happen again but at least I got to say we crossed that line. And it was so good too. It’s a shame I can’t relive one of my all time favorite moments. Now I have my own personal experience of what sex is like with Sabrina Guerrero.

“What are you smiling about?” She spoke taking me out of my thoughts. I didn’t realize I was.

“I just-I don’t know.” Running a hand over my mouth I pushed off the table and walked over to her. She toyed with her hands as we stared at one another not speaking.

“I don’t really know what to say right now. I don’t want this to be awkward for either of one us but I’m speechless. Except for what I’m saying right now. But even with that said I’m not sure what to really say.” She babbled on with a certain look in her eye. Her pretty brown eyes had a red tint exposing how fucked up she is.

“Good speechless or bad speechless?” I asked, pulling some hair out from under the shoulder of her dress.

“Good speechless.” She assured. “So what now..”

“Well I’m more than positive Brian is acting a fucking fool so we go back out there. Or I can take you home, it’s up to you Lori..” her hands found themselves on my chest but they didn’t stay there. Nah she was feeling herself emotionally and feeling on me physically.

“I don’t want to go home tonight.” She groaned softly. That’s all I needed to hear. Sabrina and I went back to the party like nothing happened. Well almost. No one questioned where we went but when Brian spotted me he looked back and forth between Bri and I with a stupid ass grin on his face.

We went right back to partying and drinking as if we hadn’t had enough to drink already. I’m good with my mine. I can hold all my liquor and I know Sabrina can so the rest of our time together is going to be one hell of a night. We stayed at the club for another couple of hours leaving with some people Brian and I came with. Placing my jacket over Bri’s shoulders as we stepped outside I looked for the guy who I gave my car to earlier. I spotted him up ahead stepping out of the driver’s seat.

Sabrina was lost in the cars going up and down the street and the people coming in and out of the club. Placing my hand on her lower back earning her attention. “Come on..” I walked behind Sabrina over to my car helping her inside first.

“Here are you Sir.” He said as I closed the door once she was fully in the passenger seat. I turned around and exchanged my keys for his tip, getting in the front seat, taking off down the street. This drive back to Brooklyn is going to be fast one. I smoked just shy of three blunts and finished the remaining bottle of Jack that was passed amongst our group. I’m so damn faded.

With what happened in that room I can only imagine what’s it gonna be like once we’re actually alone.

“You alright? You haven’t said much.” I spoke up as we made it to FDR drive. Glancing over I saw her on her phone.

She looked up at me and nodded. “I’m okay. I just wanted to see if he was awake but he’s not. He’s sound asleep.” She mumbled, slipping her phone back into her purse. She pulled my jacket around her some more and began fiddling with the tips with her hair.

“Izaiah?” I asked, moving in and out of traffic.

“Mhm. He’s with Ravyn’s mom tonight. I miss him.” She sighed and sank into the seat. From the corner of my eye I saw a flash of light come from the floor. The lights on the side of the highway must have caught her shoes at a good angle.

Just thinking of little man made me aware once again that I still haven’t told her the truth. She has no idea that we are indeed a family. She has no idea that Julian isn’t Izaiah’s father, but I am. The way life works is so funny to me. Here I am with the mother of my child and best friend who I had drunk sex with for the first time in my life hours ago. And she’s clueless that I’m the reason she even had a baby.

The rest of the drive we listened to music without talking too much. One thing I love about Sabrina is that she’s okay with silence every now and then. She’s okay with living in the moment and not trying to find something to talk about at every turn. I’m the type to get lost in my thoughts and forget that I’m with someone in real life and not speak for maybe hours at a time. So many people have judged me and called me out on my shit but Bri doesn’t. Why? Because she does the same thing. We got to my building, I gave my car over to Joey who’s the regular valet person who works overnight.

“What’s up man?” He spoke shaking my hand.

“Shit man. Had a long night.” My speech slurring made him laugh.

“You don’t have to tell me. It’s all over your face man. Have a good night bro.” He dipped away inside the car, closing the door and pulling off towards the garage.

“Why am I so cold right now?” I looked down at Bri to find her hugging herself for dear life.

“Let me get you upstairs before you freeze to death.” Laughing at her attempt to warm herself up as if that would completely fix the problem I walked beside her to the elevator.

“Good evening Mr. Howard, or good morning I should say.” Lucy spoke up.

“Hi Lucy. You okay down here?” I asked wanting to make sure she feels safe.

She waved her hand at me and smiled. “I’m fine love. You get this beautiful lady out of this cold before she gets sick. Go on now.” She pointed out picking up her paper again.

“She stays down here alone all night?” Bri asked as got inside the elevator.

“Mhm. Trust me she’s not afraid of this job. She’s a lot more lethal than she looks.” I stated truthfully. Our ride up was quick. When we got into the hallway Sabrina began taking my jacket off and held onto it. Unlocking the door I allowed her to step inside first.

“It’s been so long since I’ve been here it feels like deja vu.” She said laying my jacket on the countertop along with her purse. She then began to take her heels off.

“Leave those on.” I demanded. She did as I asked and walked into my room without another word. Following behind Bri I spotted her standing in front of the window, drawing the curtains back.

“I’ve never seen the view from in here at night.” She stepped back and did that thing with her hair again. She was holding all of it at the top of her head as she admires the view. “Es tan hermoso. I can see so far out.” Sighing deeply I decided to bask in the same view as her. The sweet smell of her perfume, the scent of her hair, and just having her here is making my dick hard. Sabrina has spent the night plenty of times over the years but nothing like this. I can’t call it a one night stand or anything degrading because of how much value she holds to me.

Grabbing her hands I freed them of her mane and interlaced her fingers with mine. I remember when we were like twelve or somewhere around that age and Bri had come over to my house one day. My parents weren’t home that weekend and she was going through some shit at her house so I offered to let her stay with me. Anyway, she was telling about what was going on at home and then she started crying. After I got her to calm down she had fell asleep and so I carried her to my sisters room. At that time and still today my sister wasn’t around much so her room was the perfect place to let Bri sleep in peace. I’ll never forget this night. Fast forward and I was knee deep in sleep and all of a sudden I woke up feeling somebody touch me. Something told me that Bri wasn’t happy about being in that room by herself so I let her lay with me in my bed. We didn’t talk for the rest of the night but right before she fell asleep she accidentally or purposely, I never figured out which, felt me up. I couldn’t fight how excited she made me. I couldn’t control it.

It just happened. When I tell you I experienced my first hard dick at the age of twelve because of her, I’m not bullshitting. Lori was the only female friend I had growing up and I always thought she was a pretty girl. So to be touched by her sexually for the first time in my life was life changing.

“Corey, what are you thinking about, love?” Sabrina wrapped my arms around her waist turning her head upward to look at me.

“This first time I ever felt my dick get hard thanks to you.” I admitted.

“What? How did I have anything to do with that?” Oh yeah she clearly does not remember.

“Don’t worry about it. It was a long time ago. Look I’m glad you’re here.” I haven’t seen much of her and Izaiah lately since our work schedules keep clashing. I’ve been busy so much like it’s not even crazy. Bri lets me talk to him on the phone as much as I want and he’ll call me whenever he wants but I like being in his presence physically. And obviously hers too.

“Thank you for letting me stay. I didn’t wanna be alone tonight. And I’m sorry for being so distant it wasn’t on purpose.” She turned around to face me, holding onto me for support.

Silently I started unzip her dress. Once it went as far as it could go I pushed the soft material down all the way to her hips. “You can stay the night whenever you want to. I might be drunk be I mean it. You and m-Izaiah can be here as often as you like.” I almost slipped up and called him my son but I caught myself.

“Cuando queramos? Estás segura?” She questioned holding her hair out of the way.

“If that means whenever you want to then yeah. Take this off.” I ordered. If there’s one thing I’ve come to realize it’s that dark liquor mixed with weed makes me demanding. Complying to my demand with no problem she and I worked together to get her out of this dress. I know she’s been dying to get out of this and now this is the time. As I helped her step out of her clothes I noticed tattoos I’ve never seen before. One wrapped around her ankle, another one on both sides of her hips, and the last one was encasing her left thigh. “Where did these come from?” I asked in shock the Sabrina actually faced the needle. I tried to convince her to get one in college but she said no. Her exact words were ‘hell no and fuck that’ but I guess she had a change in heart.

“Change in heart. They hurt like hell too.” She chuckled, tucking her hair behind her ear. Being curious to see what they all are I took a minute to get a good look at every one of them. The writing on her thigh is in Spanish so of course I’m naturally fascinated to find out the meaning. “This one if you can’t read it that well says ‘eres tu propia mina de oro’ meaning you are your own gold mine. Or I am my own gold mine.” She explained as I ran my my fingers over the small words.

Picking up her leg I got a closer look seeing a feather on top of her foot connected to what looks like small beads.

“I got this one for Leo. You remember him? He called you Chino every time I talked to him about you. I miss him.” Hearing her say in less words that her mother’s father passed away struck a nerve. I lost my grandfather on my mom’s side two days after my birthday, three years ago.

Deciding not to go further into this topic I placed her foot back on the floor and stood up to full height. Walking around her to check out the ink that made me curious most of all I felt my jaw drop. Covering her entire lower back is a half skull half woman who’s eyes weren’t filled in. She’s a representation of an old school pin up girl with a teardrop under her left eye. The surrounding ink were roses and smoke and a ton of shading. One would claim this piece is depressing but to someone like myself, I know otherwise.

This time she didn’t have to explain the meaning of this one. I know it’s a cover up. She never and I mean never told me how she got third degree burn marks and scars along her lower back. I know who did this to her. The ink is a symbol of Ace breaking her. In simple words, Bri was like broken glass after she left that nigga. He broke her down in so many ways it’s depressing to even think about let alone talk about.

She turned to the side causing her hair to shift and swing over her shoulder. I looked up in time to see yet another tattoo I have never noticed. The stars on the back of her neck traveled almost to the point of touching the buckle of her bra. They’re all blacked out.

“I hate him so much for all the fucked up shit he did to me.” She said touching the ink on her lower back. “You know once upon a time he told me he’d kill me if I ever spoke to you again. He hated you so much. But not as much I hate him for treating me like I meant nothing. My mom cried herself to sleep every night until I told her I left him. Her worst fear was getting a phone call from you or Ravyn or somebody saying that he actually did kill me.” Quickly she took her heels off pushing them aside with her feet. She moans in satisfaction to have her feet bare and free to move about.

I knew Ace threatened her but I didn’t know to what extent his words went. “Lori, you know you’re better than that right?” Kissing her shoulder I repeated my actions, internally regretting not going through the plan Brian and I came up with. Sabrina knew what I had did to Ace. But she never knew I had other plans for him.

“I know baby I know. I was young and very dumb when it came to him. I never told anyone not even my mom knew that he was the reason I almost couldn’t have kids.” I tensed up feeling like my heart had stopped. Just thinking about her never bringing up the idea to have a baby killed me. Because not only is that her baby but he’s mine too. Selfishly I envisioned not meeting up her that night in the city when she first got back. If Ace was successful in whatever he was doing to her I wouldn’t be a father today. Sabrina wouldn’t be a mom and we certainly wouldn’t have gotten to where we are in this very moment.

Sabrina started crying which broke me down to see her so distraught over somebody like Ace. Sweeping her off her feet I carried over to my bed laying her down with ease. Nothing I can say will take away the all pain she experienced in the past. But what I can do is try to make her forget. Even just for the night.

#the march blessing #short story

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