Chapter 1 - The beginning
Florence
Groaning, I woke from my slumber as the sun beamed through the slit in the curtains to my eyes.
After contemplating for a couple of minutes I managed to convince myself to get out of bed, glancing at my sleeping boyfriend as I did.
Smiling at his sleeping figure I went to the bathroom and turned on the shower before I began peeling off my clothes and stepping in, humming as I felt the hot water cascading over my body. I woke up in a better mood than usual as today marked the fourth year that I’ve been with Carter, my boyfriend.
I finished cleaning myself thoroughly and stepped out of the bathroom, humming a tune of one of my many favorite songs. Still wrapped up in my towel I stepped back into my room and went straight to my closet, grabbing my outfit for the day. It was going to be a nice day out so i grabbed an off the shoulder white shirt and paired it with a beige skirt that stopped mid-thigh with a small slit on my left thigh.
After I got dressed, I put on my black knee high 5-inch heel boots and a beige sweater to finish the look. I went back to the bathroom and brushed and pulled my hair up into a high ponytail, fluffing my natural curls and pulling to strands to hang over my face. One thing that I loved about being a black woman was my hair texture. Once I was done, I added a little bit of makeup, going for the more natural look before heading downstairs.
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Upon entering the kitchen, I decided to play music while making breakfast. I scrolled through my playlist and the song I decided to play was the Bratz theme song. I know, childish, but what can I say? It was my childhood.
Humming along to the song, i grabbed the ingredients needed to make waffles. I plugged in the waffle iron and let it heat up as I whisked the ingredients together.
I was halfway done with the last waffle and singing and dancing to the song ‘Fright Song’ by Monster high. As I sang and danced proudly my music was cut off, causing me to whip my head around and see Carter hovering over my phone.
“I was listening to that!” I exclaimed, earning an eye roll from him. “Stop listening to that kind of music, its childish, and annoying. And so damn loud.” He said as he sat down. This was unfortunately his normal mood. I wouldn’t be surprised if he forgot what today was. He did this a lot, told me that my childhood interests were childish, and I guess he was right. I decided to let it go and finish the last waffle, placing it with the rest.
I grabbed a separate plate and stacked three waffles on it. I then grabbed the maple syrup and drizzled- more like soaked my waffles in it. I grabbed my already brewed coffee and plate and began making my way to the living room.
“Hey! Where's mine?” Carter asked, earning a look from me. I raised my eyebrow, tilting my head toward the plate of waiting waffles, “Right there.” I replied before going into the living room and having a seat. I set up my laptop to get some work done while I ate.
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I finished my breakfast and closed my laptop before placing it in my bag and taking my dishes to the kitchen.
“I'm going to head to work, I'm gonna be home late so have dinner without me.” I lied, smiling at him.
I wanted to stop and pick up his gift and some other things on the way home to celebrate and I wanted it to be a complete surprise.
He just nodded while looking at his phone screen and I walked over, leaning down to kiss his cheek before going back into the living room and grabbing my things, heading toward the door.
“Bye!~” I called out before heading out and going to my car.
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It was around three pm, my lunchtime, and I was scrolling through social media at my work desk.
“Flora!~” I heard that sweet voice that I loved all too well. It was my best friend, Charlotte.
“Hi Lottie!~” I exclaimed as she sat in the chair across from me. “Hi Tia~” she said. I know what you’re thinking, ‘Haven’t I heard these names before?’ The answer is yes, from the movie ‘The Princess and the Frog’.
Charlotte came up with the idea for the nicknames given the fact that her name, personality and even looks were similar to Tiana’s best friend and I had Tiana’s look and passion to work for what I have. And the fact that we've watched over and over again since high school.
“So! Four years, what do you have planned for tonight?” She asked, referring to my anniversary plans.
“Something special to show him how much I appreciate him. I got him the watch he’s been eyeing forever seeing as he’s still between jobs and can’t afford it. His eyes light up when he looks at it.” I told her with a soft smile on my face.
“I'm getting him balloons and flowers as well.” I added with a soft giggle, earning a smile from her.
“That’s perfect! I can’t wait to see what he gets you!” She exclaimed with a light squeal. “Me too!” I reply with the same enthusiastic look.
For the rest of lunch, we sat and gossiped until it was over. Then we went back to working the rest of our shift.
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Parking in the parking garage I struggled to get out as I fought with the balloons, getting out of the car. Eventually I was able to get out, holding his gift box in my hand.
Walking into the elevator I pressed the only button in it. Odd right? It just so happens that my job paid enough for me to be able to afford a penthouse! And this was my private elevator. Every little girl’s dream.
I heard the ding of the elevator, signifying that I’ve arrived at my floor.
As the doors opened, I stepped out and was met with silence, “Carter? I'm home!” I called out. Still nothing. I heard faint noises coming from the bedroom, smiling as I assumed that he was watching his favorite show again and just didn't hear me. That happened a lot.
As I stepped in further, I felt my shoe slide ahead of me slightly and was able to catch myself before falling.
“What the-" I stopped myself as I looked down to see what I had stepped on.
My eyes widened at the sight of a pink lacey thong beneath my shoe. It wasn’t mine. I didn't own any pink thongs, Carter said that they didn't match well with my skin tone.
Immediately, thoughts began flooding my mind, all of them adding up to only one conclusion.
“C-Carter?” I stuttered as I quickly began walking to the bedroom. As I stopped in front of the door, I heard a female’s moans and male grunting, which I recognized as Carter's.
Placing my hand on the door handle, I repeated the same five words in my head.
‘Please let it be porn. Please let it be porn. Please let it be porn.’
I took a deep breath, hoping that my thoughts were wrong and turned the knob before I pushed and door open.
I stepped inside, and there he was.
Hovering over a gorgeous blonde. Pounding relentlessly into her as her moans filled our room.
“S-shit baby!~ R-right there!” She moaned out to him,
I let go of the balloons and they flew up to the ceiling as I dropped the bouquet and his gift on the opposite side of me as I stared at them in disbelief.
The thud of the gift and shuffling of the flowers grabbed the blonde’s attention and she let out a loud gasp, followed by a moan as she quickly tapped his arm.
“C-Carter! Someone’s here!” She exclaimed as she looked at me.
“What?” He spoke as his thrusts came to a stop. What are you talking about? No one's here. I'm alo-“ he stopped talking as he turned around and his eyes met with mine and immediately widened to look like two saucers.
He quickly jumped up and out of bed, scrambling and trying to pick up his boxers from the floor as he looked at me.
“F-Florence! It's not what it looks like.” He exclaimed. You know, that stupid cliché line that men use when they’re caught doing exactly what it looks like? Yeah. That one.
The blonde frantically covered her body with the blanket before she got up as well, struggling to find all of her clothes.
Looking at her I saw pure fear…clearly, she didn’t know about me. Or that this was my penthouse. Or that they were in my queen sized, soft, and comfortable bed.
The shock that I felt was soon replaced with anger.
“You son of a bitch!” I yelled, my gaze fixating on him once again as I watched him pull up his pants.
*******Author’s note********
Hi readers! I'm a new author. I read a lot and enjoy writing, so I decided to jump out of my comfort zone and try something new! I don't know all of the ropes yet but i hope you enjoyed chapter one and continue to enjoy the rest of the story. It's my first actual story so it’s a work in progress! Thanks for reading!
-Author