Lunch Date

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"Ay titi, I promise I'm fine" I say as I sit on my bed and put on my black opened toed heels. "I'm sorry I don't mean to make you worry, I've just been busy working is all".

 "I'm sorry I don't mean to make you worry, I've just been busy working is all"

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I stand infront of the mirror checking out my outfit. I was wearing peach business pants with a black striped crop top and a black blazer. I place my hair in a low bun and hold it up with two chopsticks. "I know I'm young, I enjoy myself too, as a matter of fact tonight I'm going to the club with Leah"

I make my way downstairs and grab my purse and car keys and head out the door. I lock up and stand at my porch looking across the street at my neighbors in their robes talking to the police. "I miss you too, how about I pass by Sunday for dinner?" I ask as I walk towards my neighbor, Samantha, that's standing with her Golden Retriever on the side walk. "Ok titi I love you too" I say taking off my bluetooth ear piece.

"Hey Sammie," I give her a kiss on the cheek, "what's going on at the Ross's house?" "Looks like they were robbed lastnight" "NO?!" "Yeah, poor Mrs. Ross is shook, apparently they went in through the window" "Did she get a look at them?" Sammie turns to me. "Same description: African American, young, seen leaving in a green and yellow Continental. It's the third house in less than 2 weeks. You still believe this is random?" I shrug, "I dont know".

We both stare at Mrs. Ross as she sobs in her hands while Mr. Ross holds her. "The Prophet$" I think to myself. It couldn't be, they don't know I'm here. *flashback* I'm in a room with plastic covering the floor and walls. My hands were tied up behind my back. Johnny B was face to face with me, fist full of my hair and a knife to my cheek. "You see how he left ya babygirl, but don't worry, Ima keep that ass company all night" I spit at him, "he'll come back for me!" I say sternly. He smacks me and grabs my face, "he's a Santos, you will never come before that. Even if he comes back, I'll find you" he laughs and pushes me on the floor. He pulls on my pants while the others rip at my shirt. I snap back to reality, "I gotta get to work" I say wiping my watery eyes.

"Hey are you ok?" Sammie asks concerned. "Yeah, allergies. Let me know if you hear anything". She nods, "be safe V". "You too mama" I say as I get into my Gray Buick Lacrosse and drive off.

That afternoon

"How many times has he hit you up?" Bernice asks drinking her pink lemonade. "Only twice" I say taking a bite of the quesadilla. "What did he say?" "Nothing, wanting to talk" I say rolling my eyes. Bernice looks at her watch then continues to eat, "Look, I think you should talk to him". I stare at her raising my eyebrow. "Cmon V! Not too long ago you were having lunch dates with him, and he was sleeping over making breakfast". "Your point?" I say irritated. She sighs, "V, he's in a gang, you know that comes with strings attached, you know he loves you". "He just loves them more" I argued.

"But what about..." "Look B, I love you and I appreciate your opinion but I don't want to spend my lunch talking about Spooky". "Oscar" she corrects. I stare at her with anger. "Fine, I'll change the subject. Any plans tonight?" "Leah and some of her friends are going to Club B tonight, she's picking me up around 10 to go" I say clapping the crumbs off my hands.

"Oh I've heard of it, heard it's good, you should go for one of the VIP booths" "why? we're gonna be dancing." I ask as I signal the waitress for the check. "Sometimes it's good to sit somewhere away from the noise you know?" I nod, "you should come" "I can't I have a date tonight" she answers smiling as I place my card in the receipt book.

"Ooooh anyone I know?" "Nope" she smiles flicking her hair. I laugh and shake my head while I sign the receipt. "Well babes, have fun. Be safe. Wrap it up I don't need to be a Godmother yet!" I grab my Kate Spade wallet and get up, "I gotta go back to work" I say giving her a kiss on the cheek and walking away.

Bernice's POV

I take out my cellphone and send a text.

Me- "She'll be at Club B after 10pm"

Oscar- "A'ight. I owe you one"

Me-"I'll find a way for you to make it up to me 😉"

Oscar-"I already know how"

I giggle and pick up my purse then leave the restaurant.

***It's short but simple.***

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