Voices of a Ghetto Child… Chp.34

We looked at each other “thinking what the fuck was that??I knew what that sound was it sounded like a car window had met a brick. I was praying that TaQuetta hadn’t lost her fucking mind like that.
Barry and I ran out the door and there she stood with a brick in her hand waving it. Barry’s whole body language changed as he looked over at my car and saw that the back window had been smashed out. He looked over at me as he saw the look of horror going across my face changing to pure outrage. I knew then it was on and popping once again. I was going to take a piece of that glass and use it to cut her throat.

When she saw me heading in her direction she jumped in her car and was trying to speed away but the engine was stalling. I was moving in on her quick and was reaching into the car to drag her out when Barry caught me by the waist and pulled me back.

TaQuetta sped off laughing and pointing towards the damage she had done to my car. I knew then that this was personal and I needed to be protected not from her but from myself.

“What the hell am I going to do now?I thought?

I just didn’t understand dumb bitches like her, what in the hell did my car have to do with the fact that she got played. Take that shit up with the man she fucked not who he fucking now.

By tearing up vehicles or being destructive to another’s property what good is that going to serve? Did she honestly think that Barry would want her after that tactic? Shit she needed a fucking life and not one that had to be built on a man. Fuck the dumb shit pussy is a powerful weapon if you use it correctly and obviously she hadn’t learned how to play the game yet.

I couldn’t contain myself I wanted to take off and chase her down and beat her motherfucking ass. Barry wouldn’t allow me to get out of his site. We went back into the house and I noticed he grabbed my keys to keep me from leaving.

Again he apologized and told me that he would get me a loaner car while mine was being fixed. He told me he would take the car to the dealership where he worked to the auto dept. to have it replace for me at no charge.

For the first time I really looked at Barry, and something in my head clicked. This man really was a good man and I had played my own part in playing the games of leading him on and backing away using him like a yo –yo. I couldn’t get upset with him if he moved on to other females. I never committed to him even when he was begging for my attention. So was it fair for me to expect him to stop living and being a man? I was so caught in the Rodney factor and thinking that he was like him that I wasn’t really willing to give him a fair chance.

I calmed down enough and asked him to take me home and that we could talk about us and what was next later on that night or tomorrow. I was tired and worn down by all the activities of the day. I couldn’t take any more disappointments or drama another minute.

Barry brought me home in his car. We parked in the yard to talk a bit more I could tell that he sensed that I really dredged going inside the house.

“Other than this other bullshit baby what’s wrong? You want me to explain things to your moms about what happened??

Barry was so sincere as he was speaking to me. He was trying to show me that I wasn’t in this alone and that he would have my back.

“Nothing that I can’t handle baby, I’m all right.? I told him trying to put on a much happier face for him. The real problem was that it was now 8pm and moms had left already for work. Which meant that the lights on in the house were on due to Bruce lurking around.

We kissed and I got out the car and told him to be on the lookout for me if I needed him to come get me before morning. He said he was heading back home and he would wait for my call. “Brandy don’t worry girl I got you baby and that’s my word.?

I felt comfort in his words to me. I looked back and found my key and entered the house. Bruce was as always stretched out on the couch watching some game.

I didn’t speak and neither did he when I walked in. I noticed however he was looking at me as if he wanted to question who was in the driveway bringing me home and why I looked so worn out. I just kept it moving to my room and hoping to catch some rest.

I went inside my room and fell across my bed, not thinking that I hadn’t bothered to lock my door. The day’s events had gotten the best of me and I drifted off to sleep only to be awakened by someone holding their hands over my mouth and trying to fondle my breast while being on top of me.

Thanks as always NA for the love, if I dont talk at ya before Thanksgiving Eveyone please be safe and Enjoy your Turkey Day!

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