Page 8 of What You Do To Me
CHAPTER
SIX
Tiomi
Guiding me through the crowd with his hand on my lower back, we were headed towards the section that Jawan’s friend was in up top. It felt like all eyes were on us as we made our way through the crowd. The deejay gave us this dramatic introduction when we got in here. I wasn’t even aware that they knew who I was, but I was just going with the flow. I'll admit, I was a little reserved at first because Jawan hadn’t really made anything official, but he made me feel secure in what we had.
Now is a completely different situation though, we’re official-official now. Making it up the steps, he began to speak and dap his people up. We were approached by this fine ass light skin nigga with dreads. I mean he ain’t have shit on my nigga, but he was fine as hell. While they talked, I texted Chy to let her know where we were, and that her name was on the list. Jawan grabbed me by my waist to make the introductions.
“Hell, yeah. Baby this my nigga, Shad, and Shad this my baby, Tiomi.”
I stuck my hand out for him to shake. “Pleased to meet you.”
He took my hand and kissed it. “The pleasure’s all mine, beautiful.” Jawan snatched my hand back and gave his signature mean mug.
“Aight nigga, don’t get yo’ ass beat.”
He mugged him and led me to the couch. Shortly after, we were joined by Chy. After introducing her to Shad, we all started to drink and have a good time. Cheyenne went down to the bathroom, I offered to go with her but of course Jawan wasn’t having it. Rolling my eyes, I just asked one of their guards to escort her. Megan The Stallion’s songSavagewas playing, I was sipping my patron and Red Bull, and grinding into Jawan’s lap.
He buried his face into my neck and said, “I can’t wait to get your pretty ass to the house,” followed by a trail of kisses from my neck down my shoulder.
“Baby don’t start something you can't finish in here,” I said to him with a wide smile, which he returned.
“Shiddd, this my boy club, I will bend yo’ fine ass over his desk, don’t tempt me.” That caused me to laugh.
“You’re disgus—" I was cut off by this girl who was standing a little too close for my comfort. I pulled my head back to get a better look at her.
“This what you doing, Jawan?” she all but screamed.
I frowned my face up, who the fuck was this bitch and why the fuck was she calling him by his first name? He told me that he didn’t let these hoes get that personal with him.
“Uh back the fuck up bitch, the fuck is you so close to me for? And Jawan, who the fuck is she?” I asked, irritated as fuck. Bitch was carrying on like this was her nigga. He sucked his teeth and continued to ignore her.
“She ain’t nobody, Baby.” He continued to kiss on my neck and shoulder, like she wasn’t there and that set her off.
“Nobody? We been together since high school Jawan and you gone sit here and front on me for this basic ass bitch?” Now that made me laugh. Ain’t a damn thing basic about me.
“Basic? Girl if you don’t get your silly ass the fuck away from me and my nigga with that stiff ass wig I’mma show you how this basic bitch gets down. Move the fuck around, Grim will deal with you later.” I waved her off and told her with finality. If she didn’t heed to my warning, I would mop this club floor with her thirsty ass.
“Yeah, he’ll handle me like he handled me in his office a few days ago. Bitch, stay in your lane while I talk to my nigga.”
She barely got her last word out before my fist connected to her face. I told this bitch to get the fuck on, now she was about to get this work. I must’ve blacked out while I was beating her ass because after what seemed like forever, I was being pulled off of her.
“That’s enough, Baby. You done damn near killed this bitch. Aye, Shad, tell security to get rid of her ass!” Jawan barked orders while he held me against his chest.
Snatching away from him, I looked for Chy, who was just making it back to the VIP section. “What the fuck happened bitch? Security wouldn’t let me the fuck up here with all the commotion,” she said while examining me from head to toe. I was hot as fish grease. I wanted to go back over there and fuck Jawan up now.
“Girl I gotta get the fuck outta here. This nigga and these hoes got me fucked up.”
She said okay and we made our way out. Part of me wanted Jawan to follow me out, but when I looked back, he wasn’t there. The thought of him maybe comforting her instead of me mademe uneasy, but I decided to push the thought to the back of my mind and get the fuck from around here.
Pulling up to Ms. Cheryl’s house, I got out to go inside. I decided that me and Rae could just stay ‘til tomorrow since it was so late. As I made my way to the door, it opened and none other than Jawan Jones came waltzing out of the house with a sleeping Jarae in his arms. I rolled my eyes as I heard him thanking Ms. Cheryl by the time I got to the porch.
“Give me my baby, Grim, we’re staying here tonight,” I said as I tried to grab Rae.
He turned her body away from mine and kind of pushed me away. “Man watch out. She going the fuck home to sleep in her own bed, under the same roof as her fuckin’ parents. The fuck is you on ma? It’s in your best interest to bring your ass, so I don’t have to show the fuck out in front of Chy and her moms.”
I debated for a second and decided to cut my losses. He would indeed show his ass out here, and that’s the last thing I needed. I told Chy and Ma Cheryl goodnight and got in the back seat. If he was going to force me to ride with him, I’d be in the back with my child.
