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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2004 10:50 pm Post subject: can yall read This for me?Thank u
even though i said i wouldn't post my story on here yall could read it and leave opinions.if yall feel that something need 2 be corrected than let me know.help me make my story a better story by showing me my mistakes.my story is different from every body elses.but read and enjoy. tell me what yall think.it's long but hopefully yall won't be disapointed by it.
[ January 02, 2004: Message edited by: Iverson_Is_2_Damn_Fine ]
Joined: Dec 22, 2003 Posts: 90 Location: BROOKLYN(BIRTH PLACE OF C.ANTHONY
Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2004 10:53 pm Post subject: can yall read This for me?Thank u
R.Kelly was playing in the back ground when tray called me to ask me if I wanted to go to the movies. I wasn’t really up for it but I hadn’t chilled with my baby sense two Thursday’s ago. And that’s when we go into it about his ex girl Clinique I was hearing rumors about her being pregnant by him. He swore up and down that the s*** wasn’t true. I asked tray that if it wasn’t true then why was people constantly telling me about it. And he told me it was because people were jealous of what we had, and that they wish they could be like us. “I don’t want to go to the movies.” “Alright then what you want to do because I haven’t seen you in like three weeks “ “it was two” “well it feel’s like three”
“ What ever tray all I know is that the movies is out of the question” “ why you tripping for, you been acting all stink since people been telling you that lie about me and Clinique, look Isis she might be pregnant but the baby sure as hell aint mines” “ok Tray you told me that already, but if… he cut my sentence short. “Look I tell you what Ice pack a bag for like a week” “ For what?” “Just do it I’ll tell you where we going when I get to you. I should be there like 3:30” I packed my bag like he had told me, I couldn’t even think of where he was taking me but where ever we was going it better satisfy me being that I was already pissed off with his ass. I did as he said and began to pack my bag with a week worth of s***, I called it s*** because most of what I had besides my clothes was s***. I packed away my Dolce and Gabbana skirt with the shirt to match, the out fit was blue and brown, not to mention I had the open toe flip flops to go right along with it, next I bagged up my white and blue Roca wear halter dress, My Ralph Lauren jean shorts, and sleeve less shirt I bought to go along with it. Damn my phone started ringing. “Hello?” “Hey wassup girl what you doing?” “Hey Tammy, I’m packing some clothes” “ packing clothes? And for what might I ask?” “Tray is taking me somewhere but he didn’t tell me where yet” “Ice you have the nerves to be going out with that no good nigger, If I was you I would…” “But you not me Tammy so stop pretending” “ trust me on this Ice I’m not pretending to be you especially right now, but being that you’re my best friend I’m trying to protect you’re feelings” “but let me ask you something Tammy, how are you so sure that my man is no good?” “Let me tell you, I have a very valuable source and she is almost never wrong, Ice this girl know what she be talking about that’s why I’m asking you to trust me on this and forget about that clown, he may have money, the looks, cars, and his own crib but you can find a next man like that, it may be hard but you will come across his ass sooner or later” “look Tammy all I want to do is have a good time with Tray without anybody telling me what kind of no good nigger he is “ “well alright Ice I’m going to let you finish packing so I guess I will…..I hung up before she could even say good bye. I love Tammy but the truth is I didn’t feel like hearing what she or anybody else had to say, I wanted to make up my own mind I didn’t need anybody to do that for me, like I told her I just wanted to enjoy my time with my baby. About three minutes after I finished packing my clothes the bell ring.” Who is it?” “It’s me” “hey wassup?” nothing, but you ready?”, “tray where are we going, because I might not like that place” “well I thought we might take a drive out to V.A. and chill with some of my people, my family and friends” “Baby for real?” “Of course, I’m for real, it seems to me that you like the Idea of going to Virginia” “ you damn right I love V.A. I always told my mother that when I was older I was moving to Virginia, but anyway what part we going to?” “ We going to hit up New Port News” “alright” “But look let’s be ready to go so we could at least be there by 11:30” It took us 2 ½ hours to make it to Maryland, so we stopped at the Maryland house to grab a bite to eat and to use the restrooms, we got a 12 piece and two biscuits from Roy Rogers, Tray got a large sprite and I got a coke with no ice. After I ate I fell a sleep I guess you could say I had a case of niggeritis. I didn’t sleep to long, I woke back up to ask Tray if he wanted me to drive. “you want me to drive?” “Nah I’m good you just sit back and chill” “do you’re friends know that we are coming?” “Yeah I called my nigga Dominic on my way over to you’re crib” “oh, but what we going to do down here?” “I don’t know yet Ice, just sit back and wait for s*** to happen” “why you getting all aggie with me, I asked a simple question and all you had to do was give me a simple answer. s***” he didn’t even say anything to me; all he did was look at me with his big gray eyes. We finally reached Virginia, and when we did we pulled up to this beautiful house, I mean beautiful the out side of the house was beige and brown with a fly ass garden, fence covered the whole house, the outside steps were marble, not only were they marble they was clean as hell. Tray rung the bell and we waited for some one to answer and the brother that answered the door was finer than a motherfucker. He was dark
Skin, with curly hair, he looked as if one of his parent was a Trinidadian, he had brown eyes, that seemed so seductive, his body was muscular I’m talking foot ball player material, and he was at least 6’1. “Yo! Wassup nigga” Tray and the fine ass brother hugged each other like they was long lost brothers. “And who is this fine thang right here”? I blushed “oh, this right here is my wifey Isis, Isis this is Dominic my child hood friend, but I call him my brother” “how are you doing Isis?” “I’m fine” “Yall come on in and make ya selves at home” damn I was almost jealous because the house was just to damn gorgeous his living room had to be at least the size of the whole damn River side church back in Manhattan, and that church was big as hell so imagine his living room. He forgot to tell us to take our shoes off being that his carpet was white he allowed no shoes, Tray and I took off our shoes, and put them by the front door. Dominic showed us to our room that we would be sleeping in during our stay there. The room was large, There was a king sized bed with silk sheets that seemed to be verasce, I knew my versace, because I also had versace sheets on my bed at home, that needed changing. There were two large windows in the room that gave a view of the back yard, I looked out of one of the windows and saw a gigantic pool, I could see the blue water so well being that the back yard lights was on. I was honestly impressed. I went back downstairs to the living room where Dominic and tray was seated, when I got down stairs it wasn’t only the two of them there, it was also Dominic’s girlfriend. “Isis this is Cheyenne my girlfriend” “Hi how are you doing” That was Cheyenne speaking to me “I’m fine and you” “I’m good” Cheyenne was about 5’8, brown skin, with long hair that reached the center of her back, she had chinky brown eyes, she had a model figure, you know the flat stomach and everything, and a gorgeous smile, her smile was warm and it made you feel welcomed, she looked so innocent. You can say her and me had things in common. I was brown skin, my eyes were dark brown, I had the curves of a coca cola bottle and my stomach was as flat as an iron board, I was thicker than she was, she looked as if she at least wore a 7 in jeans, I wore a 9, my smile was just as delightful but except I had slight tiny dimples that men for some reason always seem to notice. My hair was longer than hers; it reached my waistline, thanks to my Indian roots. Also I was 5’6. It may have been night out side but it was still hot in Virginia because when we left New York it was 86 degrees out side. Cheyenne was headed towards the kitchen and she asked me to join her, I didn’t know for what but I went anyway. “ So Isis I hear the two of you are from Brooklyn, how is it up there?” “It’s cool, it’s dangerous but cool” “yeah I figured that much. When Tray called and told D that the two of you were coming I Was excited, knowing that Tray was coming with another female. I don’t really have female friends being that they always trying to stab you in the back and take you’re man, I don’t let that happen to me I do it to others” “ well s*** girl I feel you, I have one close female friend and she been getting on my nerves lately telling me what Tray doing and what he need to be doing I don’t need nobody else telling me about what’s mines “ “ so look being that tomorrow is Friday I was thinking that you and me could maybe hit up this club called 24/7, and let me tell you some fly ass nigga’s be up in that spot, not to mention all the celebrities that be there. The last time I was there I saw P.diddy” “ well that sound cool and all but I didn’t come here prepared for all of that” “don’t even worry about it, before we go we can hit up the out let they have everything up there you could imagine, Burberry, Louis vuiton, fendi, Gucci, Prada.
The next day we hit up the out let like she said we would Tray gave me his platinum card, and told me to max it out if I wanted, so I wasn’t going to turn down the offer. I hit up Prada first and got me a pair of lace up prada sandals they were all black with a 3 inch hill. I peeped this jean dress that I knew would go perfect with them it was a black button up jean dress, it was that light weight jean material, I think it was like 12 oz. Cheyenne hit up the Gucci store, she bought se Gucci loafers, in black, she told me she already had brown. a Gucci body suit it wasn’t jean but it was slack material, you know the type of slack that a brother wore on an interview. After we finished shopping til’ we dropped we went and got manicure and a pedicure. After all of that we finally headed back to the crib. When we got back to the house it was 5:30, Dominic and Tray was in the living room watching scarface on DVD and when I say that s*** was in surround sound it was in surround sound. “I see the two of you are back, it only took a million hours” “I went over to Tray and kissed him so he could shut hit mouth, my kisses were contagious so he shut up right then and there” “What did yall buy?” I threw my bag in Tray lap and went up stairs to the bathroom. After I washed my hands Tray was up stairs in the room laying across the bed. “ So where you going tonight?” “To a club” “what the hell you mean a club” “ a club Tray you know C-L-U-B, a place where you drink dance and have fun”
“ I didn’t ask for you to be smart, If I wanted somebody to give me all of that I would have called Nadia (his 16 year old sister) because you know she know how to get smart with those two lips of hers, but what I mean is why do you feel you have to go to a club when females go there to look for men if I’m not mistaking you have a man at home; I know you heard that song by Chante Moore “Chante’s got a man at home” “ well first of all we aren’t home and secondly I just want to go and have so good ol’ fun” “what’s the name of this damn club anyway?” “Cheyenne told me it was called 24/7” “ what, get out of here with that Ra Ra s*** because club 24/7 aint no place for you to be going” “ well I’m going” “ how you going to say some s*** like that, especially when you don’t know s*** about these clubs here in V.A.?” “ Well Tray it’s a first time for every thing so guess I will be finding out about the clubs here in V.A. for the first time, and anyway stop tripping” “you know Ice f*** it do what you want to do” Tray left me in the room by myself and he went back down stairs to watch the DVD with Dominic.9: 30 had came around so I was showered dressed and ready to walk out of the door, I could see it in Tray eyes that he really didn’t want me to go, but I was going anyway, I wasn’t thinking about him because he had already done to much s*** that I was against to count” “alright Ice you ready?” “yup” “you look nice” “oh thank you Cheyenne you to” we got in Cheyenne’s burgundy Mercedes Benz and headed to the club. “Cheyenne where is Dominic’s parents from? “Oh his Mother is from right here, Born and raised in V.A. his father is from the Philippines, so he get’s that hair from his pops” “oh I thought one of his parents might have been from Trinidad or something” “nah” when we got to the club the s*** was off the chains, niggas was bouncing off the walls, bitches was dancing like they was just learning, you know how a baby get when they first learning to walk, they just couldn’t sit their asses down for a danm thing. I spotted Timbaland sitting over in the cut chilling getting a lap dance from this to fast hoochie who was only rocking a thong and barely a bra being that her nipples was sticking out any way. You know how they say some celebrities look even better in person? Well in this case Timbaland still remained the same…UGLY! After browsing around the club for like five minutes, I saw Cheyenne talking to this brother who offered to buy her a drink, she accepted. I guess that girl played no games. I went to take a drink at the bar when this ugly ass nigga with stankonia breath came to me asking me if I wanted him to buy me a drink, I told him N-O but still he insisted. I told Mr ugly man to get out of my face because I didn’t want a drink from him, and neither did I want him in my face. He called me a bitch and moved on to the next innocent victim. All of a sudden I saw all the females starring in one direction, then I heard niggas sucking their teeth, it sounded more like hate to me. I didn’t bother turning all the way around to see who the females was staring at because most of the females in the club was probably tricks anyway so who ever they was looking at probably just looked like they had money. A nice looking man came over to me and asked me if I wanted to dance, I said no but he got me to dance anyway by saying that I was to good looking to be sitting down, I need to show off my beauty and the clothes I had on, I couldn’t argue him so we danced to Ignition by R.Kelly. After that he told me he was going to use the bathroom, when he left me in he middle of the dance floor alone I felt a tap on my shoulder.” Can I help you” “yes.. Um… Somebody in VIP would like for you to come and have a drink with him” this big thick brother had to be the body guard “umm no thank you, I’m ok” “now sweet heart why you going to make it hard for the gentlemen, he had his eye on you ever since he walked in the club” “well who is it?” “Why don’t you come see for your self” I walked with him to the VIP area but stayed behind him just in case I wanted to run from an ugly ass celebrity. Mr big and thick told the bouncer in the VIP section that everything was ok and that I was with him. He held open the velvet rope and let us enter. When we entered VIP I didn’t see anybody that I felt was important Mr big and thick got me though because he made a left in VIP.When I got there and saw who it was I was ready to cry, not because The brother was ugly but because I was star struck it was Allen Iverson of the Philadelphia 76ers, I had a huge crush on this nigga. “Allen is this the lady you wanted?” “Yeah Tony I’m good, why don’t you come have a seat next to me?” “Who me” “yes you” I was scared but I obliged any way “ So what is your name?” “my name is Isis” “Isis. I like that name do you know who I’am?” “yes I know who you are” “Well I’m happy to hear that from you, so who are you here with?” “I’m here with a friend of mines” “oh word where is she” she somewhere dancing” “oh that’s not good because maybe I could of hooked her up with one of my niggas,like you see that nigga down there?” I looked over the railing “yeah I see him” “that’s my nigga Dupreme AKA the ladies man”AI poured me a glass of his hypno and we drank and talked, he told me about his career, his children and growing up In new port news, I told him I was from Brooklyn and that I was only staying down for about a week, I told him about Tray, and even when I told him about him he didn’t care. He just kept talking and nodding his head to every word that I spoke, just from having a twenty-five minute conversation with him I could tell he was a listener. I liked that in a man.” So Isis what you have planned for the future?” “Well I want to be either and actress or a lawyer” “I think you would be a good lawyer or actress.” you hold a good conversation and not only that you look good” He told me that he wasn’t much of a dancer and if he was he would have asked me to dance, he told me that he loved music, and how he was going to drop a rap album but that s*** didn’t work out, he wasn’t telling me anything that I didn’t already know about him. He was looking good and his eyes were so innocent and sparkly. He smelt like the Burberry cologne that I had bought my brother Jonathan. He had on black Roca wear jeans with RW written on the back of both pockets in white, he wore and all black tee, with some construction timbs. We talked and got better acquainted until it was time for the club to close.”Alright Isis since we about to part why don’t we exchange cell numbers, if that ok with you?” we exchanged numbers and he told me that he would probably call me later on next week sometimes, he hugged me and gave me a innocent kiss on the neck, ok maybe it wasn’t innocent but s*** whose complaining? When I walked away I felt his eyes watching my swagger, he didn’t even stop looking even when I turned around to look at him, Allen had absolutely no shame in is his game.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2004 6:05 am Post subject: can yall read This for me?Thank u
Now in all honesty and all bullshit aside~~This is a tight ass story for real and Im glad that you 4got about all that other s*** and posted ur story here. Keep it coming!!!
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2004 4:42 am Post subject: can yall read This for me?Thank u
THANK EVERYBODY SO MUCH FOR READING MY STORY...IM GLAD YALL LIKED IT..I WILL POST MORE SHORTLY.AND KIMI_LUV ESPECIALLY THANK U FOR THE COMMNT. ....SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG 2 GET BACK BUT MY COMPUTER WAS ACTING LIKE A BITCH.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2004 4:52 am Post subject: can yall read This for me?Thank u
HERE GO SOME MORE FOR YALL 2 READ.
Me and Cheyenne pulled up in the garage at like around 2:00 in the morning, I knew that Tray would be saying a mouth full when I got into the bed But I could live with it, I would just sleep his words away. When we got into the house just like I knew it Tray was sleeping like a baby, stretched out all over the bed like he didn’t want me in it when I got back. I got into the shower and washed out my panties while I was in there, I heard somebody turning on the doorknob and I knew it was Tray. “ so I see you like to stroll you’re ass in when it’s 2:00 in the morning” “Tray whatever I’m 21 years old so I don’t have to really listen to this s***” “yo You seem to think for some reason or another that you don’t have to respect me, You don’t do s*** I tell you to do” “that’s because I’m not obligated to, you’re my boy friend and nothing more, I don’t call you’re house to make sure you’re in at a certain time so stop stressing me, I’m a grown ass woman no longer living with mommy and daddy, meaning I have no curfew to follow” Tray looked at me like he wanted to slap the s*** out of me, it happened before so I wouldn’t be to damn surprised if he tried it again. After that I just cut the shower off and dried down my body. Tray left me in the bathroom to do what I had to do. I could tell from the looks of things that this wasn’t over. I lotioned my with some love spell from Victoria secrets and put on a tank top that read “who has a attitude” with the panties to match. Tray was sitting on the edge of the bed watching TV, he looked back at me with that face again, you know, that I want to slap you face. I pulled the covers back on my body and Tray pulled them off of me. I was about to ask him what was wrong with him when jumped up off the bed and started yelling at me, I knew that Dominic and Cheyenne couldn’t hear us being that our door was closed and so was there’s. “ Ice you must have me mixed up with some pussy ass nigga, but I will not be disrespected by you, like I told ya stink ass before you don’t need to be running the streets especially when you got a man. Don’t test me Ice cause you will fail” “I hate you Tray, you make it seem like you so fucking innocent, like you aint fucking some skank ass bitches back in Brooklyn. So don’t make it seem like I’m the bad person in this relationship” “ NO! ice I aint fucking no body but you, and if you are referring to clinique I been told you the situation with that. So by bringing that up what point you trying to prove, huh?” And I still don’t believe that the baby aint yours you bastard” “ f*** YOU!” “Yeah you did that to me and some other bitch” My eyes began tearing I loved Tray with all I had but he made it seem like I was the bad one, I was there when he needed me, I was the one who kept this relationship growing. I guess I was actually the fool in the relationship. Tray just stood in the middle of the floor staring at me, I couldn’t tell whether or not he wanted to hug me or spit on me. He just left the room I slept by myself in my tears, thinking about where I wanted to be 10 years from now.
The next morning I woke up at 8:37, I Brushed my teeth and washed my face. I went down stairs where I saw Tray sitting on the couch talking to Dominic, I said good morning to Dominic and he returned the greeting, I spoke to Tray but he wouldn’t talk to me, he looked up at me and turned his attention back to Dominic. I went in the kitchen where Cheyenne was sitting down reading the newspaper. “Good morning Cheyenne” “oh, good morning” “where Dominic and Tray headed to they all dressed up and looking good” “yeah I know they said something about driving down to Hampton to visit Tray’s mother” “Oh, really?” “yeah” “And you mean to tell me he’s not going to take me?” “I guess not because when I asked him if you would be going he told me hell no, and I left it at that, anyway what’s the problem with you and him?” I told CC about what went down with me and Tray she felt where I was coming from, I asked her if Dominic was like that with her, she told me that he was sometimes but he knew she had to breath and until there was a ring on her finger his threats was empty.I went back into the living room and asked Tray if I could have a word with him up stairs. “for what?” “because I need to speak with you” he followed me up stairs, we went into the room and he closed the door behind him.I couldn't believe he really wasn't gonna let me ride with him 2 see his moms.
IIGHT GOTTA FINISH WRITING SOME MORE FOR YALL, SO B PATIENT I WRITE PRETTY FAST ANYWAY
Joined: Nov 19, 2003 Posts: 894 Location: DA DUUUURTY SOUTH!!!
Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2004 9:41 am Post subject: can yall read This for me?Thank u
**~*She sound like me taking the Victoria's Secret route. LOL! Damn it usually always works. Tray must be mad as hell. And she betta go off on his ass too.**~*
You doing ya thang with this story girl. Keep it up!!
tell me what yall think.it's long but hopefully yall won't be disapointed by it.
