"What's wrong with her?"
In which the troubled girl from his past returns after a run in. Turns out she's still trouble but he likes that about her.
OR
In which a troubled girl recounts her past with the famous rapper after a run in revealing that...
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FLOATING
We advise that you listen to: Tumblr Girls by G-Eazy
Trigger warning: sexual content ahead
January 2023, Age 24
Violet studied her culinary textbook as she sat on the expensive couch. Oakley's videos played in the background. The pen in her hand shook as she circled important information. Her eyes flickered to her phone. It was three in the morning.
The front door handle jiggled before a creaking sound could be heard. Oakley appeared throwing his duffle bag on the floor. His dog greeted him at the door. He bent down rubbing the head of the dog before his eyes landed on Violet.
"Hey." She said smiling.
Oakley frowned, "What are you doing up?"
He eyed her silk pajama set and fluffy socks. The textbook that sat in her lap was now shut. Violet took off her glasses throwing them on the table, "Couldn't sleep."
He nodded, "Nightmares?"
Violet yawned rubbing her tired eyes, "Yeah."
"Come on." He waved her over to his bedroom.
Violet watched as he started the shower making sure it was extra hot and how she liked it. Violet blushed when he got undressed and hopped in. The sliding doors shielded his body from her. The fog began to stick to her skin.
Violet knew what he was doing but she got in after him. "Is this supposed to help me?"
He snickered, "Maybe but I know I've been gone. Is it a shame to want to spend time with my girl?"
"How was the tour? I know it was a quick one." Violet said grabbing a cloth and lathering it with soap.
She watched innocently as the water ran down Oakley's body. He had gotten more tattoos, ones that she hadn't seen since they were teenagers. Her eyes danced when she found a small one with her name inside of a ruby.
"It was cool. I mean I barely stay in one place for so long." His voice was scratchy like he had just spent hours not talking.
Violet noticed, "I could've been making you some tea or something."
Oakley smiled, "Nah."
Violet tried not to smile when he leaned down to kiss her. Her lips touched his and her nightmares seemed to vanish from her mind. Oakley pulled her body closer ignoring the soap suds on their bodies.
She smiled, "Aren't we supposed to be washing up?"
"That can wait."
Oakley turned her around pushing her against the cold tile wall. She moaned when he entered her. "Fuck."
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Oakley kissed her shoulder as his arm wrapped around her waist keeping her steady. Violet held onto his arm as she pushed against him. The hot water ran down her skin creating a heightened sense for her.
Her body shook as she came on his dick pushing away from him, "Don't run."
His whispers made her shiver even more. Oakley moved his dick inside her again ready to orgasm, "That's right let it go."
The two lay in his bed trying to catch up on sleep. It was now four-thirty and Violet's eyes threatened to close as she fought sleep. The air blasted onto their naked bodies as they snuggled together.
Violet traced his tattoos on his chest watching as Oakley's eyes closed. "Cee?"
"Hm?" He was fighting sleep too.
"Why'd you get a tattoo of my name?" Violet asked quietly.
His hand ran up and down her back, "I got it right after I graduated. I knew we probably wouldn't talk after that so I wanted to always have a piece of you with me."
Violet giggled like a schoolgirl, "You're such a hopeless romantic."
Violet felt his hands run under her breasts where at 23 number sat right below her heart, "I see I'm not the only one who wanted a reminder." He smiled tiredly at her as he caressed her skin.
"I've loved you since I was fourteen," Violet confessed resting her head on his chest and listening to his heartbeat.
"I love you to the moon and back." He whispered as she fell asleep right then and there.
That night her nightmares didn't return.
Later that day, Violet sat across from Oakley in a booth at some fancy restaurant. She sipped on her water looking around, "Usually I never get to eat at restaurants like this. I'm always working in one though."
Oakley played with her hand across the table, "When you're with me you don't have to worry about that."
"I know. When do you leave again?" Violet asked feeling a bit sad.
His eyes scanned her face, and she got nervous averting her eyes, "I leave again tomorrow. You gonna be okay with me gone?"
"Yeah, I'll probably visit your people and hang out with Nat. I just have to stay on top of my studies. My culinary exams are coming up."
"You'll do great. You already know how to cook, better than anyone I know. Like Gordon Ramsey type shit."
She laughed as the waitress brought their food, "Okay."
The two stood outside in the valet area waiting for his car. His arm was wrapped around her playing in her curls. Violet looked around the restricted area feeling uneasy. The two of them had only been dating for a few weeks. But Violet knew he was a private person.
"You okay?" He mumbled feeling her mood change.
Violet looked up at him, "I just feel like somebodies watching us."
On cue, a few people with cameras approached them. Violet felt confident enough to ignore them. Oakley was the skittish one when it came to the public.
"What do you wanna do?" She asked as they continued to approach them
His car pulled up at that moment. Oakley's eyes flickered from the car to the cameras. He opened Violet's door and then got in on the driver's side.
"I don't wanna hide anymore." She told him.
Oakley locked the doors as they surrounded his car calling his name, "Are you sure?"
"Yeah. I'm sure."
Violet took the lead rolling down his window and sticking her head out. She felt Oakley rub her butt as she leaned over him, "Hi!"
"Central Cee is this your girlfriend?"
"Can you get her out of the way?"
"Is it true you're going on tour again?"
"Where's the album?"
Violet rolled her eyes, "We'd appreciate it if y'all moved out of the way thank you!"
Oakley laughed when she sat back in her seat. The two drove off ignoring the flashes of the camera. Violet took out his phone unlocking it. She pulled out the camera app flashing a smile. Oakley took his eyes off the road for a quick second.
He threw up his middle finger cheesing into the camera. Violet kept her smile but threw up her middle finger too. "You can post it."
Dear Diary,
Um I didn't know that if you're posted with a rapper people try to find you. There's no way I gained so many followers for snapping a pic with him and letting the world know I was his girl.
The whole time I don't even be on Instagram, I just post my culinary stuff. Anyways, I think with him he's like my peace. I don't even get nightmares since I've been with him.
Life has been cheesy as fuck but I don't mind anymore. I've been in survival mode long enough and it's time to explore a new side of life. It's just better that I get to do it with him.
Authors Note:
Bro it's only like two chapters left and then this book is done omg
