Babygirl. (Lesbian Story)

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*Nani*

The breakfast at the hotel sucked, it tasted like freezer food & I didn't want any part of it. So while Mac was still sleeping I went to a near by gas station to get some breakfast. It was kind of a 7/11 or a Wawa type of deal. You could get hot sandwiches & coffee. Or you could just get a bunch of junk food. I was dying for some decent coffee & after staying here for a couple months with Macabre I knew this spot had the best joe. It was even better than Dunkin'.
Mac would want some coffee too, she was a caffeine addict. So I got her a large with Caramel Macchiato creamer in it. I picked her up a couple hot cinnamon rolls too, she loved those. I placed our two coffees on a tray & began looking around the aisles. I wanted a little something to nibble on as well.
"Nani?" I hear from over my shoulder.

I whip my head around to the other aisle.
"Zariah?"
She steps closer to me, holding her arms out for a hug. I oblige her, holding my arms out as well.
"Where you been at? I don't ever see you at the mall any more," Zariah remarked.
"I moved with my girlfriend," I said, slowly pulling away.
"You still with that bitch? She's an idiot, I feel bad for her."

And to be real, I don't know what pissed me off more. the fact that she called Mac an idiot or that she felt sorry for her. What the fuck does she have to be sorry about?
"The fuck are you talking about, Zariah?" I snapped back at her.
"I mean you gotta be fucking some little bitch wherever y'all stay now." She responded.
"The fuck I am, I'm not a fucking cheater. I just made a mistake."
"Oh please, I saw the look in your eyes when I made you squirt all over the bed. Bitch you know ain't shit about that a mistake,"
"You better stop talking shit. I could fuck you all day long & feel nothing. But I'd never make that mistake again. You ain't worth it,"
"Prove it," She says, moving really close to me. "Fuck me again & then just leave me alone. Prove I ain't shit."

It was early but that didn't phase Zariah. She had on a black tank top with body hugging jeans on. Her shoe game was always on point; she had nude pumps on. Heels were kind of a necessity for her because of how extremely short Zariah was. But don't even get me started on how good she smelled all the time. Her perfume fucking hypnotized me.
I wanted to push her away but the way she smelled, combined with how damn good she was looking & not to mention she caught my gaze. I couldn't stop looking into her eyes & it was doing something to me.
"Move," I say, pushing her away from me.

The cocky laugh she starts doing after that really makes me angry.
"The fuck are you laughing at?" I bucked.
"You'll see, you dont belong with that girl. You'll see where home is soon enough," Zariah boasted.
"Goodbye,"

She shook her head and walked out of the store. I
guess she'd be getting her breakfast somewhere else.

My phone was blowing up on the way home but I couldn't really look at it because I was driving and making sure that the coffees didn't fall. Even as I walked back up to the hotel room my phone was vibrating like crazy. Who the fuck was calling me & what did the want? I come through the door to see the room disarray & the TV is on. The local news is playing. I walk further into the room, into the living area. I place the coffees and food down on the coffee table and sit down on the couch, grabbing the remote. I turn up the volume on the television.
Apparently there was a shootout in some club. Two people were dead & one person was badly injured.

'Damn, people are crazy nowadays..shooting up nightclubs & shit' I thought as I shook my head at the TV.

Just then Mac emerges from the bathroom. Her phone is up against her ear and shes talking to somebody franticly. Her face is red & shes on the verge of tears. The conversation shes having quickly ends & she turns her attention to me.
"Where the fuck are the keys?" She talks like shes spitting fire.
"Whats going on?" I can tell something is really wrong.
"Nani stop holding me up I need the rental."
"Tell me whats going on & I'll give you the keys, ma."
"Mo got shot & its your fucking fault. Now gimmie the keys."

I palmed my face, reaching into my sweatpants pocket for the keys. I handed them to her, feeling like complete shit. It hadn't even been 24 hours & something bad already happened.
A bitch was only trying to help. Somebody needed to teach that dickhead Vinny a lesson, but I didn't want Mac's brother to get hurt. Nothing like this should of ever happened. It just seemed like I was doing one fuck up after the other. Sooner or later Mac was going to get tired of my shit.

Mac puts her hand on my shoulder, I lift my head up & take a minute to stop feeling horrible about myself.
"C'mon," She says.
"Why? You said so, this is all my fault." I replied.
"You didn't mean it, so c'mon."

Grabbing the food & beverages, I hurried & followed Mac back down to the car. She actually really appreciated my gesture once she calmed down a little bit. I couldn't even tell you how fast she inhaled those cinnamon rolls. Her right hand got all sticky from her stuffing food in her face so I cleaned it up for her with a wet wipe. We kind of had a long drive to the hospital & it took a toll on me. I caught myself falling asleep on too many occasions. This place was apparently across town & it was the best hospital out of them all so thats why he was taken there. When we finally arrived, Mac's mother was standing outside waiting for us.
Mrs.Evans took us to the hospital waiting room. Mo was in surgery & probably wouldn't be out for another hour or so. He had 2 bullets lodged in his chest & his left side. Macabre was hysterically crying. She was scared & I understood that. This was a big deal; two people are dead now.
Knowing how shit in the hood usually go down, someone would probably want Mo's head now. An added stress to the list that Mac definitely didn't need.
I held her & attempted to console her but it didn't really seem like I was helping. But nevertheless, I kissed her & told her everything was going to be alright. If I didn't do that then what else was I here for?