Chapter 57: Part 1: Look Love In The Face

*2 weeks later*

Brittbee laid spread eagle on her bed, staring at the ceiling. She was waiting on Najja to get out of the shower, and get dressed so they could go out to eat. She was starving. She sat up, and walked over to mirror. She glanced at her outfit:

Comfortable Winter on Warmer Days by MissYujin featuring Converse shoes

It had got extremely cold over night, it was first day of winter. The water made it much colder at night. She let her hair just hang loosely, as she heard the bathroom door open. She turned around, Najja had nothing but a towel on. He smiled at her. She smiled back. She walked over to his closet, and opened it.

"I can't believe you haven't picked out an outfit yet. We're going to be late for our reservations."

Brittbee shivered as she felt him right behind her, he placed his chin on her shoulder.

"Sorry for not being all girly, and laying my clothes out first thing in the morning."

Brittbee turned around to face him. Najja smiled down at her as he walked forward causing her to bump against the closet door. His voice lowered as he spoke.

"I love this sweater on you."

Brittbee stared up into his eyes, she saw the desire in them. "Najja." She had meant for her voice to have come out in warning voice, but it was more a plea. Najja raised an eyebrown then brought his lips down over hers. Britt immediately wrapped her arms around his neck, as he brought his body closer to her, pressing their bodies closer together. He slid his tongue between her lips, causing her to sigh.

"I love you." Najja whispered against her lips.

"I love you too." Brittbee said in return. Then removed her lips away reluctantly. Both of their breathing was uneven. "But you have to get ready."

Najja put his forehead on hers, and pressed his hips against her. "You really wanna go?" He asked. Brittbee gripped harder onto his shoulders, and closed her eyes. Before she could answer there was a knock at the door. Najja growled.

"What?!"

"Nigga don't you yell at me!"

Brittbrat's voice rung through the door. Najja sighed. "Sorry Britt...we're coming."

He said as he moved away from Brittbee.

"We leave in 10." Brittbrat yelled. "Oh yea, and take that done with me again, and see what happens."

As they listened to Brittbrat's retreating footsteps, Najja pushed Brittbee toward the door. "I can't concentrate with you so close to me, get out so I can dress."

Brittbee smiled, and turned towards the door slowly. Najja swatted her ass, as she laughed, and ran out the room.

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Tiffany stared at her closet, as Keon walked up behind her. Tiffany had her bath towel wrapped around her.

"I'm glad we all decided to hang out, we needed this." Keon said, while bringing his hands up to Tiffany's bare shoulders.

Tiffany sighed.

"I don't even know what to wear, it's so cold. How the hell am I suppose to look sexy in some cold ass weather?"

Keon laughed, and kissed her shoulder. "You'll look sexy in anything,Tiffany."

Tiffany glanced over her shoulder. "Damn right."

Keon brushed his lips against hers. As someone knocked on their door. "10 minutes!" Brittbrat yelled.

"Fuck!" Tiffany yelled, and pushed Keon out of her reach, and grabbed the first thing that caught her eye. 10 minutes later, she was sliding her shoes on. She stood up, and spun around for Keon. She wore:

The Winter by gokarm featuring Juicy Couture accessories

Keon smiled. "Taking notes from Brittbrat huh?"

Tiffany grinned. "Bitch can't be the only one being glamorous all the time."

Keon laughed, and grabbed her hand.

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Chicki stared at herself in the mirror. She wore:

winter 2010 by norane featuring Miu Miu shoes

She slid her necklace on as her cell phone rung. She ran over to her purse, and dug her phone out.

"Hello?"

"So, Hawaii,the final stop huh?"

"Alejandro?"

"Yep."

"Umm...where'd the accent go?"

"I'll explain everything to you, can you,uh, just come outside?"

"Outside?"

Chicki opened her door, and walked to the front door. She opened it, and saw Alejandro standing there. She hung up her cell phone. He was as beautiful as she remember.

"Couldn't stay away yet again, huh, Alex?" Vann walked up behind Chicki. He was smiling though.

"You know him?" Chicki asked.

"He's an agent. He's one of my lookouts who followed us to let me know what was up around us."

Chicki stared at Alejandro. "Agent?"

Alejandro stared back. "Yea. I couldn't tell you,It would have broke my cover. But I couldn't stay away from you then. You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

Chicki rolled her eyes, and turned away from the door, and walked back to her room. Before she could close her door, someone's foot stopped the process.

"I wanted to tell you, Chicki! I swear..I've been watching you guys since the beginning. Even when bitch ass Jordy's dirt was put out there. I can promise you I have no hidden women that i'm messing with. I never had time for them."

Chicki opened the door, and just blinked. "Can you move please, Alejandro?"

"Please call me Alex, short for Alexander...I changed it to the Spanish translation for the scenery."

Chicki growled, and tried to close the door again. Brittbrat came up behind Alex..she wore:

It's gonna be a cold winter... by KGlam {I'm Back} featuring J Brand jeans

"Damn, Alex is it? I think you better roll out? What you doing here in Hawaii anyway? Mission is complete nigga...you are dismissed."

Alex turned to look at her. "I couldn't stay away from her, I couldn't reach ya'll after Joniesha changed, they had us abort. It killed me not knowing if ya'll was okay.'

While he was speaking, Chicki was still trying to get her door closed.

"I saw we beat his ass for playing, Chicki." Natasha said, she wore:

The Chic Series by rainajonas♫taking requests♫ featuring Coach bags

While lifting her hat from over her eyes, she smiled and cracked her knuckles. Alex glanced at her, then back at Chicki. "Can I please come in?"

His voice was pleading with her, Chicki stared at him for a minute, then shrugged and opened the door. Alex walked in, and shut the door behind him. Chicki walked away from him. When she was across the room, she leaned against the wall.

"I know what it looks like, especially after what you've been through already. But I didn't mean it to look like I played you. I wouldn't have came to Hawaii for you if you was just someone I wanted to just have sex with."

"You tried to get me to have sex with you that one day...and I barely knew you."

"I was caught up in the moment."

"So what are you exactly?"

"Mexican and black."

Chicki nodded,as his green eyes stared into hers.

"I wanna get to know you more, Chicki."

Chicki raised an eyebrow.

"We don't even have to have a title for it, just hang out, get to know each other. If that doesn't work out, then i'll leave you alone. If it does, we move up the ladder of relationships."

Chicki glanced around the room in thought. "Fine..we're starting at acquaintances."

"Fine." Alex said, then walked over to her slowly, when he reached her, he put his hand out. Chicki glanced down at it, then took it. He shook her hand.

"Hi, I'm Alex."

Chicki smiled. "Chicki."

"Beautiful name."

"Thanks." Chicki said, and then grabbed her purse. "This dinner we having tonight, I guess you can come, just keep your hands to yourself."

Alex nodded. Chicki turned, and felt his gaze on her ass. "Keep staring at my butt, and the deal's off."

Alex chuckled, as Chicki opened the door.

Krys leaned against the wall with Brittbrat and Natasha. She wore:

attitude by CA1Tl1N :) featuring Jil Sander shoes

"You okay, Chicki?" Krys asked staring at Alex.

Chicki nodded, as Jemi peeked around the corner. She wore:

A touch of Pink by AccessoryGal featuring Burberry

"Is the drama over?" Jemi asked.

"Aww Jemi, tough it up!" Natasha said.

"I'll always be here to protect you, Jemi. So stop worrying." Joniesha said, She wore:

Have a Sassy & colourful winer : pinklipstiiick by Fashionmint(Catching up & Busy) featuring Givenchy shoes

Monic walked into the hallway. She wore:

So sassy by CaramelB3auty featuring Dsquared2 shoes

"Whoa it's crowded in this hallway, what's going on?" Monic asked, Kevin walked up behind her and grabbed her hand.

"I'll explain it to you in the care", to the group he said, "come on..we're running late."

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*10 minutes later at the restaurant*

They had just finished giving their orders, as Krys started off the conversation.

"So, Versityle and Nesh have left right?"

Vann nodded. "They have family to take care of, and Yonny's family as well."

Everyone bowed their heads in Yonny's memory. Joniesha laid her head on her hands, and sighed.

"Now don't you start!" Brittbrat yelled at Joniesha. "No one blames you."

Joniesha didn't lift her head. Vann sighed. "She's been blaming herself since she got back in the right state of mind."

"Joniesha?" Chicki said, and Joniesha glanced up at her, her eyes were blue. "This is not your fault, I could see if you had did all this shit at the state of mind ur in now. You are a good person, and imma need for you to stop blaming yourself."

Joniesha sighed, and leaned against Vann's shoulder. She closed her eyes. "I'll be fine."

"So, Vann, when you gone pop the question?" Brittbrat asked. Joniesha frowned, but kept her eyes closed. Vann glanced at Brittbrat, and winked at her. Joniesha opened one eye.

"What was that?"

Vann glanced over at Joniesha. "What was what?"

"That wink."

"I winked?"

Joniesha narrowed her eyes, and then closed her eyes back. Vann just smiled. At that moment everyone's food came. For five minutes, all was heard was forks scraping plates and chewing.

"So Frank and Krys...what's happening with ya'll?" Brittbrat asked.

Krys glanced up. "Brit, why the hell you so damn nosy?"

"Just answer the question."

"Nothing is going on...Frank is a hoe that is good in bed...point blank."

Frank frowned. "What the fuck you mean? I ain't had sex with no one since I've been sexin you."

Krys rolled her eyes. "So you say."

Frank put his fork down, and glared at Krys. "I haven't slept with anyone besides you, and I haven't made love to anyone but you..EVER."

Krys narrowed her eyes back. "Nigga bye. Put that made love crap back where you got it."

Frank sighed. "You never want to listen when I'm trying to declare my feelings to you. You think this is easy for me, I've been a player for years. I've never felt this way for anyone, especially with all this life threatening shit that just went down. I do LOVE you...no matter if you want to believe me or not."

Krys stared at Frank. "You're serious?"

"Yea, I am."

Krys sighed. "Well, I guess that changes this arrangement then."

Frank just nodded, and glanced around the table. "But umm..we'll discuss that later."

Krys glanced around the table as well. " Ok."

Brittbrat laughed. "Ok...so Krys and Frank are good, Keon and Tiffany, ya'll still doing good?"

Keon frowned. "Nope. Tiffany has gained 10 pounds, and I don't fuck with fat bitches."

Tiffany punched him in his arm. "Fuck you, Keon."

Keon laughed, and rubbed his arm. He grabbed Tiffany into a tight hug, and kissed the top of her head. "Naw, I'm kidding, we're still good."

Brittbrat nodded, "Good, Brittbee and Najja?"

Brittbee glanced over at Najja, and smiled. "We're good."

"I'm glad, ya'll make the cutest couple ever!"

Najja smiled. "Thanks Brittbrat."

"Natasha?"

Natasha sighed. "None of your damn business, what are you Dr. Phil or some shit?"

Brittbrat frowned. "I'm trying to make sure all of my friends are doing okay..don't get snappy with me because you fighting Brandon, and he slowly breaking your ass down!"

"He's not breakin me! You don't know shit!"

"That's because we have to fucking eavesdrop on ya'll to find out anything! You don't talk to us anymore! You close up when ever we mention this nigga name!"

"Because it's not something I want to talk about! Can we just move on from me?"

Brandon glanced over at Tash. "How are we though, Tash?" He asked softly. Natasha stared down at her plate.

"Brandon not now." Natasha said to her plate.

"Why not now? You ain't gonna do nothing but run from me all day when we get back home."

Everyone glanced at Natasha, they knew she had a temper. Natasha had a killer grip on her fork.

"Nigga....I...said..not...now."

"I say right now."

Natasha threw her fork down, Jemi jumped from the sudden movement. "Brandon..just because you are good with your dick don't mean shit. I'm not going to fall in love with you because of it."

The waiter came over to ask if anyone needed anymore to drink.

"Get the fuck out of here!" Natasha yelled. The waiter ran away from the table.

Brandon just raised an eyebrow at her. "You wanna calm down?"

"Don't FUCKING tell me what to do!"

Brandon sighed, and stood up. He walked around the table, and pulled Natasha seat back. Natasha stood up, and turned towards him. Brandon reached for her, but she punched him in his face. His head snapped back. Everyone at the table said "Oh shit."

Brandon wiped the blood from his nose, and before Natasha could react, he picked her up, and tossed her over his shoulder. Natasha growled, and struggled to get out of his vice grip, but couldn't go nowhere. When they got outside, he set her down. Natasha struck out again, and went to hit him in the face again. Brandon grabbed her fist, and put it over her head. Before she could swing with the other hand, he grabbed it, and put that one over her head as well. She lifted her knee to hit him in his jewels, and he pressed his body extremely close to her from chest to toes to keep her from moving. Natasha glared up at him, as her chest moved rapidly up and down.

"You done?" Brandon asked.

Natashed continued to glare.

"You're fighting extremely hard for me not to think you're not falling for me, Natasha."

"Fuck you."

Brandon smiled. "It's quite flattering having so much emotion being expressed because of me..it'd be better if you'd use that energy to love me."

Natasha shook her head. "I DON'T love you...stop saying that! I may love your dick though...that's nice..and the jacuzzi is now my best friend...but YOU loving YOU not gonna happen...so don't hold your breath...no better yet..hold your breath...so you can get the FUCK out my life!"

Natasha saw an emotion brush through Brandon's eyes, then disappear. Brandon let Natasha go...and moved out of her way. He stared at her for a second before he turned away from her, and started walking down the street away from the restaurant. Natasha watched his retreating back, her heart was calling his name..but she wouldn't call him back...she needed him out of her life...so life could be so much easier for her. She hated thinking about him 24/7...she hated the control he had over her body..she hated that he was right and she was starting to fall in love with him..but she wasn't going there again..she just couldn't...

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Later that night*

Vivie laid in the bed next to John...they had just finished their 4th round of love making. Vivie sighed.

"What?" John asked.

"Imma need for Natasha to let Brandon be great..he loves that girl to death. She know she wants him. I want them both just to be happy."

John rolled on top of Vivie. "It'll work itself out, if they're meant to happen...they'll happen."

Vivie glanced into John's eyes, as he lowered his lips to her neck. Vivie closed her eyes.

"Please don't tell me you're ready to go again...I need another 5 minutes."

John nipped her neck. Vivie shivered. "I don't know what it is about you, but I can't get enough."

"John, I need....five more minutes." Before she got the word minutes out, John had already started to slid into her, Vivie arched her back, and sighed.

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Natasha was sitting in the living room watching tv. She glanced at the clock it was 12 in the morning, and Brandon wasn't back yet...not that she cared. She sighed, and turned the tv to Martin. 15 minutes later she glanced at the clock again, and Brandon still wasn't back...not that she cared. She stood up, and walked into the kitchen to get something to drink. She heard the front door open. She turned as she heard footsteps. She sighed inwardly when she saw Brandon. Brandon glanced over at her. She saw that emotion flicker threw his eyes again.

Brandon leaned against the wall, and stared at her. "You still up?"

"Uh...yea."

"You ain't tired?"

"Nope..not yet."

"Oh..well I'll see you tomorrow morning." Brandon said, and turned around.

Natasha opened her mouth to speak, then closed it. She turned and leaned her head against the fridge. She felt that Brandon had finally gave up on her..she should feel excited about that..but the fucked up shit was...she wasn't.