4. This Bitch Is Crazy

                                    

                                          
4. This Bitch Is Crazy
                          
“No, I’m not, -ugh, - stoppp, - oh geez, I need you to, mhm, forget it.” Draya had me pinned against my apartment door, and her lips in the crook of my neck. I’d been trying to push her off of me for the past few minutes, but I was getting tired of it. This girl did not listen, at all.
                          
“You really want me to stop?” She whispered and weaved her fingers into my curly tangles.
                          
“I’m not gay.” I responded back.
                          
“I’m not either baby, I told you that.” She laughed and moved her hands down to my hips. If she was trying to prove she wasn’t gay, it definitely wasn’t working.
                          
“Then why’re you acting like it?” Draya stopped her movements and stared at me intensely. Woah.
                          
“Listen Nia, you’re a beautiful girl, and I just want to show you how much I think that.” She responded.
                          
This girl was such a contradiction. She wasn't lesbian, but wanted to show me how beautiful she thought I was. How did that work? I didn't question it though, cause her fingers started creeping into my cookie jar and her lips attached to my neck.
                          
I wasn't gay either, but I could pretend for tonight.
                          
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I woke up to the smell of bacon frying and someone singing Know You Better by Omarion. Who the hell?
                          
I slowly staggered out of my bed, cause I was definitely hungover, and I looked and felt like trash. I didn't wash the makeup off of my face, so I looked like a wild animal, especially with my hair.
                          
Draya was standing in front of the stove in nothing but a bra and panties on, cooking. Oh, what had I done last night?
                          
"Hi?"
                          
"Good morning beautiful. How'd you sleep?" Draya smiled and moved away from the bacon and towards me. She had a nice body, I could admit that.
                          
"Uh, good. What're you still doing here?" I yawned. I wasn't trying to be a bitch, it was just I didn't want to make an awkward situation worse.
                          
"You don’t remember what happened last night. huh? Don't worry I'll remind you." Draya said and wrapped her arms around my neck.
                          
"I remember what happened last night, and you need to go." I was tired of being nice to this senile ass girl.
                          
"Last night was a mistake. We were both drunk, and things happened. Let it go." I continued and pulled our bodies apart.
                          
"You're such a bitch! I touched you like no one else can and then made you breakfast the next morning, and you're kicking me out? Forget you Nia!" Draya exclaimed before stomping into my bedroom to grab her things.
                          
Now I felt bad.
                          
"Draya, I'm sorry. It's just I'm not gay, or even close to it, and I don't want to lead you on." I explained as I followed her into the bedroom.
                          
"Well you did."
                          
"And I'm sorry for that. Can't we just start over?"
                          
“It’s too late for that now. You used me when I was drunk!” Draya exclaimed as she started stripping. Was this girl insane? If anything she used me!
                          
“What?! I can’t deal with this right now. I’m too tired and hungover for this. You need to go.”
                          
“Fine. Fuck you Nia.” She said as she stormed out of the suite and slammed the door shut.
                          
“What a great morning in Suite 103.” I sarcastically laughed and threw myself back into my bed.
                          
 
                          
A few hours later I was listening to Galaxy off of Curren$y’s mixtape, This Ain’t No Mixtape, and uploading pictures I was gonna sell on Etsy. My phone vibrated and I looked down at it to read a message from Mina.
                          
Hey, what happened last night?! I heard you went home with Draya. Come over and tell me about it! The door’s unlocked. - Mina
                          
That crazy girl? She’s insane. I’m on my way. - Nia
                          
I tucked my iPhone 5S into the pocket of my harem pants and pulled on a pair of random Nike SB Eric Koston’s and walked the few steps from my apartment to Mina's. She’d said the door was unlocked, so I just walked in.
                          
"Mina? It's Nia!" I yelled when I didn't see anyone in the apartment.
                          
"She's in the shower." A deep husky voice  said from a corner in the living room area of the loft. I hadn’t even noticed anyone there.
                          
“Shit you scared me. Uh, I’m Nia.” I assumed I was talking to Mina's boyfriend, the one she went on and on about, but I couldn’t see him, so I wasn’t exactly sure.
                          
“Chris.” It was her boyfriend! I didn’t say anything back, so there was an extremely awkward silence, but I could hear the sound of paint squishing. I just decided to stay where he couldn’t see me, and watch what he was doing.
                          
He was spray painting one of the only bare walls in the apartment, and he was shirtless. He had bleach blonde curls hidden underneath a beanie, and tattoos all over his arms. His back looked like the definition of perfect, and I hadn’t even seen his face yet. I knew he was Mina's boyfriend though, but she was a lucky bitch.
                          
“You can come closer. I don’t bite. Just be careful.” Chris said without turning in my direction. How the hell did he know I was there watching? I slowly stepped onto the paint splattered news paper. I still couldn’t see his face clearly, even though I was closer to him.
                          
I looked at the mural he was painting on the wall and just watched in awe. I couldn’t describe it, but it was full of color and shapes, and beauty. It looked like everything I wanted to take a picture of.
                          
“Wow.” I sighed and just stared at the wall.
                          
“Mina hates when I paint. It’s nice to see someone likes my art though.” Chris laughed and turned towards me so I could see him. It was Chris Brown. I didn’t pay attention to the tabloids, but I definitely knew who Chris Brown was.
                          
“Chris is Nia here yet?!” Mina yelled and I tore my eyes away from Chris and looked at her.
                          
“Hey you, sorry I was taking a shower, you and Chris met? Great. Come with me.” Mina led me further into the large loft. I followed her slowly, because my head was pounding and the sunlight was just shining. I didn’t even know how much drinks Draya got into me. Draya, that girl was flipping insane. I had a lot of respect for women, but when it came to girls like Draya, I had none. She was so thirsty, and didn’t know how to take no for an answer.
                          
“So, what happened?!” She exclaimed as she brought me to a room full of clothes. She had mentioned her clothing line, but I’d never seen any of her clothes. From where I was standing they looked kind of cool. I guess that was how she made her money, when she wasn’t living off of her boyfriend.
                          
I couldn’t believe her boyfriend was Chris Brown. I wasn’t one to dickride celebrities, but I’d never met one in person, let alone lived next to one. Well I did meet Curren$y once backstage after his concert, but that didn’t really count.
                          
“She’s insane dude.” I started before Chris walked into the room we were in.
                          
“I gotta go get some more paint. Y’all need something?” Chris questioned in his deep country laced voice.
                          
“No, I’m fine. Nia?”
                          
“I’m fine, thanks.” I smiled and analyzed him up and down. He was a gift from God, and I’d say it over and over again, Mina was a lucky bitch.
                          

                          
Now we're finally introduced to Big Daddy Chris, yeahh! This is where drama starts. Sorry I took sooooooo long. Also for everyone asking, I'm gonna update The Unknown and Corrupted, just wait on it. Okay, comment, vote, add this to y'alls libraries. All that good stuff.
                          
Also, this chapter is based off of the song Bitch Is Crazy by Drake, off of his second mixtape. Listen to it if you want to. Okay bye.
                          
- Keiana