Caller From New York
Over the past few weeks, things have been going really great for me. I’ve been bringing in a lot of money since i opened my salon suite which was amazing. I was working like non stop during the day, but i loved the dollars it brought. Since i had been working so hard and stacking my paper, i decided it was time to treat myself to something nice. So i settled to get what i’ve been wanting for a while, a new Mercedes. I figured, what the hell right? Gotta ride my pretty ass in style so why not?
I made my way over to the dealership, looking bad and boujee of course, as i pranced my excited ass through each car until i found the one that was perfect for me. It was a pretty, white, little two-door that had a lot of power. I could just see my ass beaming and gleaming down the streets in this lil baby and i had to have this one. It was clean and perfect and was pretty spacious on the inside for Cam and his long-legged ass. I wanted to consider Cameron too because he drives my Jeep all over the place every time we’re together now but i wanted him to be able to fit comfortably in my new car.
When i finally came to a decision, I went inside to fill out paperwork and run my information. I sat at the available salesman’s desk and pulled out my wallet and phone. I looked and saw that i had missed a call from a random number but me, not paying much attention because i was too excited about the car, i didn’t look at the area code.
When I began to give Steve (Salesman) all my info, my phone kept ringing back to back from this unknown number. I finally turned it over and saw that the number was from Brooklyn, New York. My heart sank into my fuckin stomach. All the people i still kept up with in New York were saved in my phone so i knew this could only be one person. Why the fuck was he calling me now? I haven’t heard from this nigga in over 7 months. So i guess he feels like he can just pop back into my life when it was convenient for him? He was a selfish asshole and i wasn’t falling back into his trap so i let that shit ring.
Obviously distracted by the multiple phone calls, i wasn’t paying attention to the questions Steve was asking me. I was lost in my thoughts as i watched the phone ring yet again. Steve paused with his questionnaire and asked if i wanted to take a moment to take the call. I snapped back and shook my head and placed my phone on silent then tossed it into my bag, hoping that nigga would get the point.
Later that evening (Cameron’s POV)
I had just got back in town from base and all i was really wanting to do was be with Kala tonight. I didn’t care what we was doing just as long as i was doing it with her, but i guess she sensed i was tired and so was she so it ended up being a netflix night at her apartment, which was cool with me. We had been binge watching Vampire Diaries (Her choice not mine) for the past few weeks. We agreed not to watch it without each other so I guess you could say it was our show and since i had been gone for two weeks we had to get our fill of Stefan, Damon and Elena.
We were laid up on the couch and i was holding her tight and kissin all on her like i always do. Normally, Kala would be the same way but tonight she was quiet. I noticed that Kala had been a little off tonight, she wasn’t as clingy as she usually is when i come back to town. I was not sure if she just wasn’t feeling well or what. I knew she was excited earlier about her new car but I could tell something was on her mind but she wasn’t ready to share yet and i wasn’t gonna force her to tell me. So we laid there not saying much.
Our phones were laying on the coffee table next to our leftover pasta i had brought over and Kala’s phone just kept going off. It was turned face down and all night long when it would ring she would silence the call. I figured her and one of her little girlfriends might have gotten into it and she was avoiding the call or something. That would explain her mood tonight. i didn’t wanna be pushy and ask. i figured if she wanted me to know, she would tell me but at the same time i didn’t want my baby sad over some bullshit.
When the phone rang again, Kala didn’t move. I reached over and silenced the phone myself and looked to see if she was sleeping. She was awake but i could tell her mind was somewhere totally different.
“You okay babe?”
“Oh…Um.. yeah i’m fine. Just watching the show. Can we take a pause break, i gotta pee real quick.” she said while untangling her legs from around mine and getting up from the couch quickly.
I sat up on the couch stretching my legs for a second. It was getting late and i was getting tired. i was ready to move this back to her bedroom. I was about to pick up my phone to see what time it was when her phone started ringing once again.
Annoyed at the fact that they had been calling all fucking night, i flipped the phone over to reveal a number with a location of Brooklyn, New York. I knew Kala had lived up there briefly last year but i was curious as to who would be blowing her phone up like this.
I sat there and thought about letting the phone go into voicemail once again but i wanted to tell whoever was fuckin with Kala to calm that shit down. I watched as the phone seemed to ring forever. I figured, what the hell right? i mean, we not official but we been together for like 4 months now. I think i’ve earned the right to answer her phone. I reached down and clicked the answer button and placed the call on speaker.
“Yo, Who this and why you keep calling this number?”
“Awww, Shit. This must be K’s New nigga huh? Damn, that bitch move on fast.”
“The fuck you talking bout bro? Who is this?”
“Calm down lil nigga. Where Kala at?”
“I’mma ask this one last time and then you gettin clicked on nigga, Who the fuck is this?”
“Chill out chump. Nigga its Stefon. Tell Kala to hit me back. I need to speak with her.” He said as he hung up the phone.
I put the phone down, pissed off. Who the fuck is this nigga to Kala? Ignorant ass muthafucka. I sat there heated as i waited for Kala to come back out the bathroom. When she did she saw that i was mad af. She sat down and look to see her phone turned over and unlocked.
“Who is Stefon?”
YO Setfon really got some fucking nerve man!! omggg! this was me yall!