Free Forbidden Fruit by Nika Michelle Page A

him.
     
    "Yanna damn. What the fuck a nigga gotta do?" He asked looking confused.
     
    "You gotta show and prove instead of just sayin' it. I mean c'mon Ablo. I can't count how many times you cheated on me, and I ain't even kissed another nigga. See, ya'll niggas don't know what to do when you got a real bitch. Shit, men ain't never satisfied," I complained.
     
    He sighed and looked at me. "Don't compare me to no other niggas, and when the fuck you get all independent?"
     
    "It ain't even 'bout that Ablo. You just don't seem to get the shit. I deserve respect from you. You s'posed to be my man, and you claimed that you was gonna protect me. So protect my heart too Ablo. I love you to death, and I wanna be your wife, but you gotta change. No more cheatin Ablo and I mean it. If I ever catch you cheatin' on me again you goin' fuckin' choke on this ring."
     
    Diablo laughed, but when he saw that I was serious he stopped. "Yanna, I already apologized for hurtin' you. What else do you want from me?"
     
    "How many times do I have to say it. All I want is for you to be faithful, or at least honest Ablo. I can't marry you if I can't trust your ass. What's the point of that? It'll never work."
     
    "Okay, a'ight. I hear what you sayin'," he said.
     
    "But are you listenin' to me Ablo or am I just talkin' at you. I mean, is the shit really gettin' through your thick, hard ass skull?" I joked.
     
    He nodded yes, but remained silent. I hated when he did that.
     
    "What's on your mind baby?" I asked.
     
    "Yanna, baby, I need you home. Be for real now, don't you miss me?" He asked looking all sad.
     
    "Of course I miss your ass, but that's beside the point. You still my nigga, but we gotta live apart for now."
     
    Diablo sighed in frustration. "Damn, you make me wanna choke you."
     
    I laughed and punched him playfully in the arm. "I love you papi, and I been wantin' to fuck the shit outta you for the past week and a half. I gotta stand my ground. I gotta demand my respect, and I demand that you be faithful to me too. If I keep on takin' the shit you dish out you gonna keep doin' it. Do you understand what I'm sayin'?"
     
    "A'ight Yanna. I'll wait as long as it take for you to come to the crib. I gotta make sure some shit is taken care of at the spot so I'll call you in a lil' bit. I wanna see you tonight okay," he said and kissed me softly on my lips. "I do feel you baby. I been a selfish mufucka and I'm sorry for hurtin' you. I know you love me, and I been takin' your love for granted. I know that you want me to get up in that thang tonight too,” he winked at me and gave me one of those sexy looks.
     
    "I can't front baby. Yes I do," I licked my lips in anticipation.
     
    "Damn, this shit 'bout to drive me crazy. Give me 'bout a hour and I'm goin' call you. I love you," he said and kissed me again before he left.
     
    I was feeling good although I knew that the marriage proposal was a bunch of shit. That wasn't the first time he'd proposed to me. The ring would become part of my massive jewelry collection. I didn't doubt that he loved me, but he was scared of commitment. He had the dog in him and I didn't know how to chase it out.
     
    Later that night I got up with the girls for a night out. Diablo called me, but I told him that I wanted to go out with the girls and I'd get up with him later. It was me, Maya, Shamira, Princess, Teji, and Daren. We were looking fly, and I do mean squashing any so called competition like roaches. It was hot as hell so I was wearing a sheer black Prada net dress with a short, slinky pair of black shorts and a cute lacy halter to match. The sharp ass Prada sandals I was sporting were black with three-inch stiletto heels. I had the hair, nails and toes freshly done.
     
    Teji and Daren had been part of our crew since I was sixteen. They had both left home and stripped at the same club with Shamira. Of course Shamira was twenty at the time. Teji and Daren were only seventeen then, but they had