Don't Judge Me (under extreme EDITING)

Chapter 11 (part 2)

De'marcus POV

When the limo pulled up I started to get nervous as hell. I stood back as she slowly got out the car she looked fine as hell. The dress had on hugged all I mean ALL her curves, and she changed her hair. It looked sexy on her. I'm surprised she wore something like that out. I slowly walk up to her and put my arms around her waist, I had to bend all they way down to put my head in the crook of her neck, she short ass. She smelled like sweet pea, I love that perfume on her, I need to calm myself down. I mumbled in her neck

Me-'will you forgive me?'

She didn't answer for a while, I was getting nervous as hell. Then out of no where she says

Nadia-'Hell Nah, I don't forgive you!'

My mouth drops and u step away from her, she turns around with a mug in her face.

Me-'and why the fuck not Nadia'

Nadia POV

So i am going to forgive him, I'm half way there but ima make him suffer. The only reason why I am forgiving him is because I hurt him too, we were both in the wrong. He forgave me so ima gonna forgive him but have some fun first. When I said "hell nah" he broke away from me so quick I was trying so hard not to laugh. I put a fake mug on my face and turned around to face him. His face flashed a mixture of hurt and anger, in going to push all his buttons tonight.

Mars-'And why the fuck not Nadia?'

Me-'Because you a pussy, no wait BITCH ass nigga. And I don't associate with bitch made niggas'

Mars-'get tf outa here with that bull Nadia, you know I'm the realist nigga of them all. Tf you on? cause whatever it is, it got your head fucked up!'

Me-'Oh nigga I know, I KNOW the crack head ain't taking. You can't not talk about wtf somebody is on but you over here sniffing crack day and night. You got some on the bottom of you nose now dummy. And I'm the fucked up one?'

When I said that his face flashed embarrassment and hurt. He started to wipe under his nose. If this nigga was any lighter he would be red af. I lied he didn't have any crack on his face, I just wanted to see what he would do. I couldn't hold in my laugh any more. I just burst out laughing and he looked at me like I was crazy. After I stopped laughing for like 15 minutes I said

Me-'so here is the deal, I'm going to try to forgive you. I'm only doing this because I did you wrong also. But I said to see what you would do. You are going to have to work HARD for my forgiveness. Im already half way so yeah....'

Mars-'thank God! I can get you back, I am so so so sooo sorry. I wasn't in my right mind and you just upset me so mad.'

He came up and hugged me so tight I thought I was gonna stop breathing. For the rest of the night we talked and joked around. I missed this man but I'm not gonna tell him that. We were walking to the car and he picked me up. I HATE to be picked up and he knows that. I'm to fat for that, like I gonna break the persons back. I scream and tell him to put me down.

Mars-'shut the hell up and let me pamper you lil girl'

Me-'I'm to fat for you to be picking me up, ima gonna hurt you.'

He gave me the death glare and threw me over his shoulder and kept walking to his car. I coulda sworn I heard his shoulder crack but I think that was my imagination. we get to the car he puts me down and opens the door for me and shuts it when I get in safely. When he gets in I can tell he's mad so I don't push him. I just use this time to thinks things over. I feel that we don't need to be together, he has issues I have issues and it will be hell on earth if we put them together. We have to different personalities, we are to totally different people. He need someone who is pretty and can take care of his need sexually and emotionally, I'm not on that level yet, I can sometimes deal with the emotions but the sex nah. Knowing him, he would cheat on me because I won't give him none. And I damn sure ain't bout to be with a crackhead he gonna have to get himself clean before I even think about being with him. But at the day how can I love someone when I don't even love myself. If we are gonna even try in the future we both need to get it together which I doubt will happen. So for right now we can just stick to being friends.

I was put out of my thoughts when there were flashing lights and a siren behind us I look over to De'marcus.

Me-"what the hell did you do now?is your car clean? Do I need to hold something? Just pull over and act innocent and talk proper take your grill out."

He just look at me and smiled. He took out his grill and rolled down his shirt sleeves to cover up his tattoos. before the officer came to the window he looked at me and said.

Mars-'you know my cars clean I never ride dirty. I ain't do nothing so we should be good baby girl.'

When the officer got to the window I got out my phone and started recording the whole situation just in case the police try to pull something slick. I ain't no dummy I know how stuff works. I been through this so many times with Mars this is normal to me.

Police-"sir please step out the car so I can search you."

Mars-" yes sir, but may I ask you what I am being pulled over for?"

Police- "just get your nigger ass out of this damn car, I bet it's stolen. You ape looking people don't make enough money for this."

Mars- takes a deep breath "ok sir, I will get out of the car."

He gets out the car and the officer hand cuffs him a throws him on the ground. the police man them walks over to my side of the car and opens the door and pulls me out. He pushes me against the cars and smacks my ass and squeezes it. Then he says the only thing is black women are good for is our bodies sex and cooking." Next thing I know the police officer is on the ground with Mars on top of him. I quickly pull them apart. The officer tazes Mars and puts him in the squad car. he quickly pulls off. I mumble to myself "shit always happens to me"

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Hey loves! It's been a while I know but happy late thanksgiving. just a little update something for yall. I will try to update when I can. I've been busy but yeah. So what do you think? Give me some feedback. Vote Comment and Share!