Rock Witchu

Chantel waited patiently for Julian to call her or something. It was going on twelve at night and she was getting tired.

She huffed pulling her satin bonnet over her head. Chantel didn't have time for Julian's bullshit tonight.

As Chantel drifted off to sleep her phone rang. She quickly fell out of bed and went to her night stand.

Chantel couldn't have her sister wake up and find her on the phone. Chantel saw that it was Julian.

"Julian you finally called!" Chantel said rolling her eyes.

"I'm sorry I made you wait. But I can make it up to you." Julian said.

"And what would that be?" She asked.

"Come out with me tonight?" He asked.

Chantel sighed. She had school tomorrow and didn't need to be falling asleep in class. But she was a teenager and teenagers do crazy shit.

"I'll come. But I can't stay out that long. What should I wear?" She asked.

Julian licked his lips, "Dress to impress baby."

Chantel cracked a smile as she felt butterflies in her stomach. She had hung up and began to quietly get dressed.

She dressed in a low cut red dress. Chantel snuck into Cherise's room and stole her red bottoms.

Chantel did her make up and sneakily walked down the steps and met Julian outside. Julian's mouth dropped when he saw Chantel.

Chantel looked good in her dress and she knew it. It hugged all her curves and emphasized her assets.

Julian was turned on just by her outfit. He was regretting asking her out. He didn't want to ruin that girls life tonight if they got in bed.

"Damn. You looking good ma." Julian said kissing her cheek.

"Thank you. You don't look too bad yourself." She said eying Julian's attire.

He was dressed in a suit. After arriving at the club Chantel saw the long line. She sucked her teeth.

"The lines too long." Chantel said.

Julian laughed, "Just watch and learn baby."

One of Julian's bodyguards opened the car door for him and he helped Chantel out. They held hands as they walked straight into the club.

Chantel noticed all the dirty looks from the women there. They were in so much envy that some of them left the club.

Julian brought Chantel to the private VIP area. He was in awe as Chantel looked around the club.

"So this is what you do?" Chantel asked.

"I own this place. That's what I do baby." He said making Chantel blush.

Some song came on through the speakers making Chantel feel the bass boom through her seat.

"This my shit, we should dance." Julian said making Chantel giggle.

"You sure you can handle all of this." Chantel said referring to her body.

Julian looked at her hungrily. "Come on before the songs over."

Since they were in the private section no one could see them. The floor was empty. However Chantel could see all the regular people on the floor below them.

Trey Songz, Nobody Else But You, played as Chantel whined her wide hips on Julian. He was shocked and almost fell out when she backed that thing up on him.

He cheesed as he put his hands on her hips. He couldn't lie and say that shit ain't feel good. He made sure Chantel felt his hard on through the thing fabric of her dress.

They danced for a couple more songs. After both of them calmed down, Julian thought it was best to take her home.

It was going on two in the morning when Chantel got home. Her room light was on so she knew Cherise was waiting for her.

It was now or never. She knew a good ass whopping was coming when she walked into those doors.

So she kissed Julian. It was more than a kiss for both of them. Chantel had been waiting to do that since the first time she saw him.

Their lips smashed together creating a pool of warmth between Chantel's legs. After pulling apart Julian had all of Chantel's red lipstick over his lips.

She winked at him as she walked into her house. Julian prayed that Chantel didn't get in so much trouble that he wouldn't be able to see her.

Chantel entered the house. Cherise sat in the recliner, wine in her hand, and rollers in her head. Chantel cringed as she reminded her of their mother.

"Good morning!" Chantel chirped trying to lighten the mood.

"Sit yo ass down." Cherise said.

Chantel took the heels off her feet. She sunk into the couch with a guilty look on her face.

"So you wanna be a hoe and sneak out at night?" Cherise asked sipping her wine.

"No, I-I was just out with a friend. We went to a club and that's it." Chantel said becoming nervous.

Cherise sighed. She couldn't be mad at her sister for having some fun. As long as she wasn't doing anything stupid.

"I can't be mad at you. But I am! You think you could just sneak out and have fun without telling me! God only knows what your doing." Cherise said.

Chantel thought that Cherise was out of her mind. Cherise didn't even go to church or believe in God. Only when the worst came around she talked with God.

"It's not like I was out having sex! I just went to the club with a friend. It was a date!" Chantel assured her sister.

"How old is this friend?" Cherise asked.

"He's twenty-one." Chantel whispered.

"Really Chantel? A grown ass man!" Cherise said.

"What? You can't be mad at me. You were sixteen dating a twenty four year old back then!" Chantel said.

Cherise's hand came across Chantel's face. Wet salty tears pooled in Chantel's eyes as she ran upstairs.

She slammed the door to the bathroom letting out her sobs. A hand print stuck to her face as she wiped off her make up.

After coming into her room she plugged her phone up. She wanted to call Julian and talk to him. But she didn't want to be desperate.

What Chantel didn't know is that Julian had heard the whole argument. He slowly walked to his car.

His feelings hurt because of what Chantel's sister said. It sounded like Cherise made Julian out to be a child molester. But Chantel was almost eighteen.

The next day Chantel was awakened by her alarm. Chantel ignored her sister at breakfast and made her way to the bus stop.

Tiny, Octavia, and Asia waited for Chantel. They all gasped when they saw the bags under her eyes and the hand print they knew something was wrong.

"I'm okay. My sister and I just got into a argument." Chantel said pulling her hoodie further over her face.

Lucas and Demetri had met them on the bus. Of course they spoke about her face. Lucas became extremely protective. He had seen Chantel like a sister after she rejected him.

"What the fuck happened? Some boy did that to you? Was it my brother I swear to God!" Lucas said gripping Chantel's chin seeing the mark.

"It was my sister! Lucas calm down." Chantel said smiling at his over protectiveness.

"Well damn she didn't have to hit you. What did you do?" He asked sitting next to her.

His lanky arm made his way over her shoulder. Lucas wanted Chantel to feel comfortable if she needed to cry on his shoulder.

"I went out with your brother last night. We were vibin. Nothing else and my sister got mad. She hit me after I told her some straight up shit." Chantel vented.

Chantel was thankful for Lucas in that moment. He honestly made her feel better. That's what friends were for.