A Match Made In Heaven by Brea isome (good beach reads .TXT) 📕

couch, holding in the tears that threatened to fall at any minute. I couldn't break , I wouldnt break. I didn't cry when my brother went to jail, I didn't cry when my mother died, and I didn't cry the first time I got naked in front of a crowd. What was there to cry for ? People had it way worse off than me so I didn't have a reason to let those tears fall.
" so- how have you been? " Ms.Johnson aasked after a long silence.
I let out a dry chuckle.
What was her problem? Was she deaf, dumb& stupid? Or did my outburst completely go over her head ?
I decided that to get her to leave faster I just had to answer every question, no matter how stupid.
" fine. " I answered.
" what about in school? "
" mostly A's and B's. "
" and how does this family treat you? "
" oh, just peachy. " I said with a mock enthusiasm. " if this is all, I have after school tutoring. " I stood up, fixing my shirt. " Macie, just text me the time I need to come home. "
Shit, I had work in a little under an hour, I didn't have time to waste on bullshit. My social worker was as dumbfounded as anyone on how to talkk to children. In my opinion, they needed to fire her ass and get me a better social worker, but then agaiin, I didnt really care. As long as they didn't try to move then I would be just fine with Ms.Johson's ditzy ass.

-Ashton-
My stress level was a little high.
Everyone knew I didn't deal in any illegal shit, they found it hard to believe because of my fathers line of work, but they still knew though. It seemedd like people were coming to me left and right with business propositions that could make me possible hundreds of thousands of dollars. But it was always some shit that is I got caught doing could put me away for maybe more than a 10 year sentence . And it was crazy that i was actually considering dipping my hand into a biit of it all. I didnt need the money, but I had this itching feeling to hustle. My father hustled so me and AJ wouldn't have to, but after watching him do it all those years I had this feeling to do it ; a feeling that I couldn't shake.
As I stepped out the shower and dried my body, I studied my tattoos. Well, one inparticular that was on my left arm.
In bold letters was my fathers initials ; A.H.J.
It was scrambled in wwith everything else but it was the clearest thing to me only because it was a tatoo that was very close to me. To anybody else my arm would just look like a bunch of ink.
I sighed and continued to dry.
I looked up at the ceiling as if my father would appear there. Strangely, I needed hiim to help make my decision.
A warm feeling came over me as I remembered something he said to me when I was 14 .
He said" id rather you do shit you ain't supposed to do if it makes you any amount if respect or money, than to have you sitiing around and doing nothing." He sighed befor smirking a little. " now, go raise hell. "
That was my answer ; to ggo for it.
And not just with this but with Saphire too . I had been staying as far away from Heaven as possible but no more would I do that. I wanted her.
Changing Directions

-Ashton-

I walked into Heaven at exactly 11:30 Friday night. My boys, Stephen, Nell and Marco, walking behing me. The club was packed to capacity. All I could see was ass and dolla bills. Goddamn.

I felt more out of myy element than I ever had. The whole scene wasn't even my thing. I didn't like being in the spot light which I was because all eyes had flicked to us as soon as we had entered the room. Or maybe I felt uncomfortable because I knew what I was about to do. I was about to confess that I wanted Saphire like I had never wanted another female in my life. . I was 21 and looking for love but I had never found it. Not to mention I thought I could possibly be able to find it in a barly 16 year old.

We went to the bar and ordered our drinks and after finding AJ in his office, he gave us a VIP room to just chill out. I told him I wanted a dance from Saphire at exactly 12 o'clock. And before he exited the room he smirked at me and said" no problem, bro. " and closed the door behind him.

Me and Nell sat back on the white sectional and Stephen and Marco sat in 2 fold-up chairs across the room.

Nell pulled a small bag of weed from his front pocket along with a Black And Mild. " I don't know about y'all nigga but my ass is finna gett high. "

" bet, man. Cut me in! " Stephen said from accross the room.

Sometimes I doubted if Stephen really knew that she was a girl. Yeah. . She might've dressed like a nigga and be one of the people closest to me but under those baggy jeans was a pussy. Shit, probably even the best pussy I had ever dipped in. Before she "found herself" and before I realized that I wanted real love, me and her had a thing on low. The thing that fuckked me up the most was that Stephan- Real name Stephanie- was as straight as a pole. She dressed like a boy as a defence mechanism. Sometime after we stopped fucking, she was beaten and raped and she lost that sexy spark in her eyes. Instead she traded it for what sat infront of me.

I listened to their conversation as they spoke about basketball, and I sipped on my drink as time ticked on slowly but surely.

-Saphire-

I spun back and forth in the swivel chair infront of Aj's desk. At about 11:40 he got me from the main room of the club and told me to sit tight as he checked through an endless stack of papers and simultaneously had a loud and angry conversation with a girl who I now knew was his baby mama.

Time was going slow. I guess it was because my eyes never moved for the clock. 11:55 .

I had been sitting in the same spot for 15 minutes!

It wasn't the fact that I had been in the room so long or the fact that AJ was calling his baby mama all tha names under the sun that bothered me. I was bothered because I wasn't making any money. What the hell was I doing? AJ didn't say two words to me! He didnt give me any directions or anything. He told me to sit and I was just waiting.

Every minute I sat though, I could feel myself losing money. I wasn't money hungry but I knew I had to get it though and I couldn't do that sitting in this office.

at 12 o'clock I decided i had had it and right when I stood up AJ hung up the phone after telling the girl he loved her and he pushed his chair in.

" VIP room 1 ." He said and led the way out of the office. but he went left to the girl's dressing room and I went right out into the main room to make my way to the VIP room.

Hands grabbed me and groped at my body and I did my best to hide the scowl that I wanted to give them. They were just horny and I was just fed the Fuck up. The whole strip club was starting to make me sick, not that it was ever appealing to me though.

I made it to the first VIP room and opened the door. A huge cloud smacked me in the face.

I took a deep breath and fanned in front of myy face.

Weed.

I must have caught a conntact high just by stepping into the room. Laughs echoed around the room as conversation of the people inside continued.

It took aa second for all the smoke to exit the room and I closed the door.

I turned back around to the people inside and my heart almost stopped when my eyes connected with Ashton's.

He looked so damn good.

-Ashton-

The conversation between us stopped when Saphire stepped in . When her eyes met mines I held her gaze. She had a soft expression on her face that warmed my heart.

I didn't know what to say.

I felt more at ease before she entered because of the few puffs from the joint that I had but it was like she completely sobered me up.

" damn, " Nell chuckled. " I ain't know shorty was a stripper. "

I punched his shoulder" nigga, shut up. "

" im just sayin. I ain't know you was down with the hoes. "

Saphire put one of her manicured handa on her hip and glared Nell. " I don't like yo' ass. And for the record, just your girl is a hoe, doesn't mean I am. "

" shit, ill bet money you done spread them legs for the whole team. You a lil' too thick. '

" wrong! Im a certified virgin. Don't get me confused with these otha bitches. " she turned back around, swung the door open and stormed out.

After punching Nell as hard I could on his shoulder I jogged after Saphire.

I don't know what got into me.

I was just in the zone. My mouth was glued shut. All i could do was study her body language and those sexy lips of hers .

" what is your problem? !" She screamed at me once I was able to catch up with her in the dressing room. The other halff naked women stood around staring, waiting for some shit to pop off. " you just let him talk to me like that. You didn't even say anything! "

" that's because I didn't have to. You had it under control. "

" I did . But a thought a guy is supposed to stand up for his girl. "

I smirked . " so you're my girl now? "

She stomped her foot, fighting to hold back a blush and a smile. " no. "

" and why not? "

" because -"

" because what? " I stepped closer to her and pulled her body closer to mines. ."

She glanced upp at me all of a sudden very shy. " I don't know ."

" then technically, if you don't know why you're my girl then I guess you already are. "

A smile lit up her face and she leaned closer into me.