Running Away From Love

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rape me, I’m calling the cops and pressing charges, too.” We both laughed as he threw the pillow back at me playfully, and continued to get dressed so we could leave.
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 4:
     
                  I walked around my apartment bored out of my mind. I played with the diamond charm bracelet that Q gave me. Q was on the road playing the last few games of the preseason, and I was missing him like crazy. We’ve been spending so much time together I had gotten used to seeing him almost every day now. This was what I was dreading getting used to the most. I didn’t want to feel like I was getting wrapped up in another guy again. So I tried to distance myself from him a little bit, but it didn’t really work. He wouldn’t let me pull away. I guess he could sense what I was trying to do, and he refused to let it happen. As I was trying to distance myself he moved closer to me. It was frustrating me a little bit. I had my little comfort zone that his ass was always invading. While he has been on the road he calls me every day to tell me how much he misses me, and I would break down confessing that I missed him more. But I needed to get him off of my mind for a little while. So I called my friend Talisha from work to see if she wanted to go out tonight. I knew Q wouldn’t be happy about it, because he hated when I went out without him. That’s the one thing that I can’t stand about him. He always felt the need to try and shield me from other men. He has real jealousy issues that pisses me off. He would say that he trusted me, but hated when he wasn’t there to watch me. But tonight I really didn’t care. I needed to get out of the house, and have some fun. I knew Talisha would be down to kick it with me. We decided on going out to a lounge for some drinks. I didn’t want to get too dressed up so I played it casual. I wore a pair of black jogger pants, and a white crop top. I matched it with a pair red pumps and red lipstick. My hair I just recently colored a chestnut brown with caramel highlights. The color complimented and brightened my chocolate skin tone. My hair had grown out a little so I wore some big bouncy curls. I grabbed my purse and headed out of the door.
                  As I stepped outside to catch a cab it was a beautiful spring night. As I looked up I could see the sky clear lit up with stars. It was about 75 degrees, but there was a nice cool breeze that blew throughout the city. I could not have asked for a more beautiful night. I walked about a block before I found a cab and hailed it down. As my cab approached the lounge I saw that Talisha was already outside waiting for me. Talisha was gorgeous and she knew it. She stood about 5 foot 7 inches tall, and was a beautiful chocolate brown complexion like myself. She had a pair of huge d cup breasts that she showed off willingly every day. Tonight she wore a pair grey tight pencil skirt, and a black backless shirt. She wore a pair of fierce Manolo stilettos that raised her height up another inch. I paid the cabbie and hopped out the cab quickly to meet her.
    I greeted Talisha with a hug. “Girl who you trying impress?”
    She laughed. “I’m trying to bag me a basketball player like you got.”
    I laughed at her comment as I said “Please, them basketball players can be a headache sometimes. They ain’t always at home that’s why I’m always out with you. But anyways you ready to go in?”
    She nodded in agreement as we went inside.
                  I loved to hang out and chill in lounges. Watch a basketball game and have a couple of drinks was my idea of a good time. It’s just a very chill and relax atmosphere that‘s just my style. We found a section to sit down at, and we ordered some drinks. We both had the bartender just experiment and make us something. Over our drinks we talked about men mainly, and she told me about the guys she was dating. She had the same complaint that most women

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