*𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝*

Constance flutter her eyes open, awakening from her deep slumber. She wipe her eyes so her vision cleared up and she was able to see. Looking down, she seen her tank top lifted up a little while Demetrius laid directly on her stomach. She figured he was comfortable, so she didn't bother to move him.

She leaned back on her pillows then grabbed her phone off her nightstand. She checked the time seeing it was going on 5 pm. She had stuff to do, but she still wanted to rest up with Demetrius. She put her phone down, laying down and started brushing Demetrius waves.

Just as she was about to go back to sleep, Demetrius phone began ringing. She look over picking his phone up, seeing Jayden calling him.

"Demi." She softly said, shaking him. "Demi..."

"Yes babygirl." He said in a deep, raspy voice. She bite her lip getting instant waterfalls.

"Mamas." He said looking up at her, waiting for her to answer.

"Sorry, Jayden calling you." She told him handing him his phone. He got off her, grabbing his phone and answering it.

As he talked on the phone, she got off the bed and headed out the room. She walked in the bathroom, shutting the door behind her then using it. Once she was finished, she wipe herself, pulled her shorts up then washed her hands. After she dried her hands, she took her hair out and put it in a ponytail.

"Constance..." Demetrius called out. She turned around just as he came in the bathroom.

"Yess." She dragged as he stepped closer to her. He lick his lips, picking her up and sitting her on the sink.

"I notice you like touching me a lot." She mentioned, biting her lip as he rub her thighs. "Why's that?"

"Physical touch is my love language I guess. If youn like it I can stop." He was about to move his hand, but she stopped him.

"It's fine, I like it."

Demetrius let out a small chuckle, nodding his head. "Aight, but I gotta do something with Jayden and Cannon. So, when I'm done I'm taking you out tonight." he informed her and Constance frown.

"You was serious about that?" she questioned since she didn't think he was being serious about the whole things. She generally thought he was just joking, but surprisingly he wasn't.

"Yes, I was serious. More serious once you told me you never been on a date. You thought I was playing?"

"Umm, yes but clearly I was wrong." she remarked. "Anyway, what do you expect me to wear exactly cause I'm not a dress person."

"Wear anything you want."

"Yeah, but-"

"Wear anything you want." he cut her off, she twisted her lips to the side nodding her head. "You don't have to look a certain way cause you pretty either way mamas. Imma be back at eight, so that give you plenty of time to do whatchu gotta do."

"I really hope y'all not about to go do something stupid." she said, squinting her eyes at him. Demetrius glanced down for a second before looking back at her. "Demi..."

"We're not going to do anything stupid ma, trust me." he replied and she roll her eyes. "I gotta go, imma be back at eight so be ready." He kiss her forehead giving her chills.

She pouted a little as she watched him leave out. Realizing what she was doing, she shook her head jumping off the sink.

"Fuck is wrong with me."

Hours went by and it was finally eight. Demetrius leaned on his car looking at his gold Michael Kors watch. He look up just as Constance walked out the building. He stared at her in awe, admiring how her body looked in her black off shoulder jumpsuit with an Off White belt around her waist. What really top it off was the cute, fur coat she had on making her look like a straight baddie.

(her outfit)

"Goddamn." he thought to himself as she walked up to him. He lick his lips thinking about all the things he would do to her. Her legs on his shoulders and her feet curled.

But that was neither here nor there...

"Why you staring so hard?" she asked nervously, her cheeks getting hot like usual.

"Your beautiful as hell mamas like really beautiful." he told her and she gave him a huge smile, hiding her face with her hand. She thanked him lowly making him chuckle at her shyness. "Let's get going babygirl."

He opened the passenger door for her then step aside. Once she got in, he shut the door then walked in front of the car getting in himself. He put the key in the ignition, starting up the car then pulling off. Demetrius place his hand on her thigh, driving with one hand as slow jams played on the radio.

They made it to the restaurant less than 20 minutes and were already seated. Constance look around the fancy restaurant just as their waitress came up to them with their food. They both thanked the waitress before she walked away.

"Just had to be like me huh?" Demetrius asked and Constance smack her lips.

"Just cause I wanted a surf and turf as well, doesn't mean I copied you even though I did." She joked making him smirk.

"Mhm, but I been meaning to ask you something. You know how you told me that story with the stars?" He asked and she nodded her head having a feeling where this was going.

"I just wanna know how come you chose stars to talk to? I mean how come you didn't talk to your parents?" He asked wanting an understanding. Constance twisted her lips to the side, picking her food.

"After I tell you this, I really hope you don't look at me differently. But, I grew up unlucky or what most would call it poor. I didn't have money, no home, no warm food to eat or anything. I basically lived on the side of the street with my parents. I guess you could say I was neglected since my parents didn't pay me any mind. They ignored me and my needs worrying about theirselves."

Constance pause taking a deep breath feeling the water works coming. She wasn't trying not to cry, but explaining her struggle wasn't easy. Especially when she was still confused about things.

"I guess they finally got tired of having to deal with me, so they left me when I was ten. Imagine a little girl waking up in an alleyway to a random man about to have his way with you. Your parents not there to help out or to stop him. Your basically on your own with no idea how to survive on your own. Would be a bummer really, make you depressed and cause you to be suicidal at such a young age. Then being put in an adoption center where your treated like shit on the bottom of your shoe.

"If that sounds terrible, imagine being there for eight straight years. Imagine the prayers, tears, screams, shouts I made everyday. I talked to God everyday asking why me, never got an answer. Was bullied, pushed around, walked over throughout those eight years. It's still happening today too. I just can't find a way to stick up for myself cause the people that I needed there to do it left me. So, I'm stuck trying to figure out why I wasn't good enough while also trying to make a living out here."

She wipe her tears, looking away from Demetrius. "That's why I didn't talk to my parents cause I couldn't. I just couldn't talk to people that didn't care at all. Now, I have a hard time opening up to people since I fear they'll leave me."

"Your not the only one." Demetrius mentioned causing her to look at him. "I don't open up a lot simply cause I'll get judged. Also, people don't wanna hear anything a gay child wants to here."

"What do you mean by gay child?"

"I have two dads basically and when people find that out, they consider me a gay child. I can't even explain the ignorance people have towards gay people. If I could explain it then I would. I was bullied all through my years for having same sex parents. Mainly grownups telling that I was going to hell for being a child to such sinners. This shit was everyday and it got to the point where I despised my parents for liking what they liked.

"I even said that I hated them and wished I had normal parents. I still regret what I said 'till this day and if I could take it then I would. But, soon I realized that I can't hate my parents just cause of some ignorant shit people say about them. Even though it was annoying when people assumed I would turn gay, but that's neither here nor there."

"I'm not trying to say that my pain is worse than yours cause it's not. I mean your parents abandoned you and my parents are just gay. But, I want you to know that you can't let that hold you back. Trust me you'll regret it later on in life. I don't know how you handle pain, but from being around you I can assume you just ignore it and that's not good. If you need to talk about it just tell me and I'll listen, I don't have a problem with that."

He reached over the table, holding her hand. "Your not alone mamas and I'm not going to leave you. And I don't look at you differently after hearing about your past." He told her and she smile.

"Oh Jesus you got me crying and shit." She joked wiping her tears, Demetrius chuckling.

"That's wasn't my intention babygirl, but you know I gotchu your right?" He asked for assurance and she nodded her head. "Use your words ma."

Constance roll her eyes playfully then answered, "I know Demi. Thank you for letting me rant, I appreciate it."

"No problem and I appreciate you as well."

"Hmm, now let me eat my surf and turf boy."

*

Constance fixed her hair after she put in the shirt Demetrius gave her. She turned his bathroom light off, walking out and into his room. She climbed on his bed, getting underneath the covers and laying in Demetrius chest.

"You good?" He asked wrapping his arm around her.

"I'm fine." She answered in a sleepy voice. She was stuffed, drained and sleepy. She shut her eyes getting comfortable on his chest.

He kiss her forehead, caressing her side as she made her way to sleep.

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