Chapter 2: Bobbie

"I thought I told yo ass to get the fuck out of my house," I yelled as I flung the remote at Ramon's head.
"Bobbie, if your crazy ass doesn't calm down, I'm gonnna... I'm gonna, well shit I don't know but you won't like it," Ramon whined back as he dodged the remote.
I smacked my teeth and folded my arms across my body. Ramon had pissed me off for the last time. He was always trying to watch sports on my television that I pay the bill on. I couldn't believe this mofo had the nerve to walk up and change my television. Plus he had been staying with me for the past month and he was working my nerves.
Ramon and I had been dating for about a year and a half now. I meet him when I first moved to Atlanta from DC. I had just graduated from law school and I relocated because I got an offer from a firm here in Atlanta. I was out hanging out with one of my home girls Elle (whom I meet my first year of law school) at a club in Buckhead when I noticed Ramon. I have always had a thing for pretty boys with light eyes. Ramon was pretty as hell. He walked up to me and asked if he could buy me a drink.
"I said hell yeah! I want a bud light,"
He laughed his ass off.
"Are you fo' real?" he asked.
"Hell yeah, I want a motherfuckin' bud light," I repeated.
"Bud light for the lady," Ramon said to the bartender. "Whats your name sexy?"
"Bobbie," I said back.
"I'm Ramon," he smirked moving in closer to me.
"That bitch is taking forever with my drink," I retorted as I watched the bartender mix someone else's drink.
"Damn, girl you are off the chain. Where are you from?" he asked.
"MIA baby," I proudly answered.
"I'm from LA," he volunteered.
"So are you going to ask me for my number or keep chatting about some bullshit," I proclaimed as I grabbed my beer that the bartender finally brought back.
"Damn, girl! I like the way you just handled me," he responded.
And I have been handling him ever since. Ramon is a young dude. I'm 26 and he is barely 22. Matter fact he is still in undergrad at Georgia State. He is cool sometimes but he doesn't have no common sense and he is always gettin' into shit. He is staying with me now because his dumbass got kicked out of his spot because he took his rent money and promoted a party that ended up putting his dumbass in the hole. I don't mind him staying because I'm 26 and a six figure bitch so I can afford it but he wasn't about to try to run my house while he is here.
"I'm sorry baby," Ramon said kissing me on the check as he watched me pout.
"Niggah, get out of my face," I retorted back as I pushed him away.
"Girl, why do you act sooo damn hard all the time," Ramon laughed.
"I told you to get out of my house!!!!" I yelled.
Ramon raised up off my couch and made his way to the kitchen area.
"Where are you going?" I asked twisting my body in his direction.
"Bobbie, I don't have time for your crazy ass mood swings. I'm about to go to Jamal's house. If you want me out, I am gone. I will be back tomorrow to get my stuff," he responded calmly as he grabbed his subway sandwich from the counter.
"Fine, let Jamal take care of your ass. You can drive Jamal's car, eat his motherfuckin' food and while your at it let that niggah suck your dick too!!!" I yelled getting up from the couch and following him into the kitchen.
"Bobbie, this is some bullshit. I knew, I shouldn't have moved up in here with your crazy ass. But its cool, I'm gone. You don't have to worry about me," Ramon muttered as he walked over to grab his gym bag and coat.
"Bye, but if you leave don't come back!!!"
"Baby, I'm good. I can't be around yo craziness. Good night."
Ramon walked past me and headed to the door. He looked back at me and shock his head. I shot him an evil look. With that he calmly opened the garage door and walked out. I stood frozen as I listened to his car crank up. Then I smacked my teeth and returned to the couch. Shit I worked too damn hard to let that niggah ruin my saturday night. I had been working crazy hours for the past three weeks. Fuck Ramon.

The sunday morning, I woke up on my couch to my cell phone buzzing next to me.
"Hello," I answered throwing on my professional tone.
"Hey girl," Elle sang into my ear. "What are you up to?"
"Shit, enjoying my weekend. Trying not to let that dumbass niggah Ramon ruin it," I answered.
"I told you not to let him move in with you," Elle lectured. "I was calling to see if you wanted some company. I am on pins and needles over here."
"Why are you on pins and needles?" I asked. I knew she wanted me to inquire.
"I told you about that guy, I'm talking to. Anyway, I haven't heard from him in a week and I need to keep myself busy so I won't call him anymore. Yesterday I wen shopping with Jordan. Today I want to spend sometime with you."
"I so you trying to use me heifer!!!" I laughed.
"Whatever, can I come over or what?" Elle responded.
"Yeah, girl bring you little behind down here to the SWATS honey!!!" I said as I hung up.
Elle was one of my favorite people. When I meet her, she was crying after class when one of our legal professor embarassed the hell out of her. She was like a little fragile doll. She spent the whole year complaining until second semster of our second year when she told me she was coming back home to Atlanta. Most people drop out of law school their first semester. Not Elle, her crazy ass left when she only had one more year left. Anyway, Elle was one of the only black girls at Georgetown that I actually liked so when she left I buckled down really hard. I graduated top of my class. Pretty big accomplishment for a girl from the projects in Miami. I was one of those people that always excelled. I had never made a B in my life. I was the first person in my family to go to college and now I was chillin' at 26 with a phat house, my first car and a six figure salary.
Elle arrived to my house about an hour later. I came to door to see Elle standing at my doorstep with Jay trailing behind her. Elle was about 5'3, with coco brown skin and hair to her ass. She was wearing a winter white coat and black pant stretch pants, bright pink sneakers and her hair was pulled back into a long braided ponytail.
"Hey girl, I brought Jay and he brought Panera," She smiled as she entered my house from the cold.
"Hey Bobbie!!!" Jay sang as he entered after Elle carrying two large bags.
I gave Elle and Jay a hug and urshered them in from the cold air in the foyer area.
"Is Ramon here?" Jay asked as he walked toward the kitchen to put the bags down.
"Hell no I put that bitch out last night!!!" I announced as I followed them into the kitchen.
"Bobbie you are one crazy mofo," Jay laughed. "What did his ass do now?"
"You didn't tell me you put Ramon out," Elle chimmed in as she searched the bag for her food.
"Biatch, you didn't ask you was busy talking about you as usual." I teased.
Elle rolled her eyess.
"Tell the story heifer," Elle responded plopping her butt up on my bar stool at the kitchen counter.
I looked over to Jay. Jay was busy trying to fix his tea. I kinda giggled to myself. Jay was a tall light bright guy skinny guy. I never pictured myself hanging out with such a trendy gay dude but Jay had been more than welcoming when I meet him. I started in on the story. I told them about how I picked a fight with Ramon over the tv and how he said he was going to move out and go to his homeboy house until he gets on his feet.
"Why are you always picking fights with that man?" Jay laughed. "Your crazy ass shouldn't be fucking with that immature ass niggah anyway. How old is he like 19?"
"You know Ramon is 20, why you acting Jay!!!" Elle teased.
"Fuck ya'll, you know my baby is 22. Plus I'm younger than ya'll mofos anyway," I responded defending myself.
"Girl please, you are only a year younger than my ass!" Elle joked pushing my arm.
"So he is your baby now," Jay teased. "I need you to meet some men your age and on your level. Girl you are too cute and smart for immaturity. Especially considering the fact that you can't handle him being younger than you!!!"
"What?? I have been handling it for a year and a half!" I said finishing my bagel.
"Bobbie, Jay is just saying you always cussing him out for acting his age. He is still in undergrad, you are a young professional. You make a lot of money, have gone to the best schools in the country and you are very mature even for your age. Ramon isn't you sweetie. He likes to party and do his music thing. When you were in undergrad you studied 24/7. Ramon is not you and you need to stop trying belittle that man because he isn't you."
"Preach it girl!!!" Jay laughed as he clapped his hands dangling his gold tiffany toggle bracelet.
"Well he is out now!!" I retorted back rolling my neck.
"By the way, Bobbie. Girl I am lovin' your cut," Jay said as he ran his fingers through my short do.
"You know betta than to touch a black woman's hair boi," I said backing away from Jay.
Jay laughed.
"Whats up with you and the artist, Elle" I asked. I knew she was dying for me to ask.
Elle was one of those people loved to talk about her. True enough I liked to talk about me too but that little girl could run her mouth. Her and her sidekick Jay would gossip backward and forward all day with you.
"Nothing, I thought we were vibing but now he is not returning my calls," Elle answered.
"Thats because this heifer scared him off too. You know how she does," Jay lashed.
I shook my head. Elle and Jay were like the black Will & Grace. They hung tight, finished each other sentences and would probably end up spending the rest of there lives together. It was a shame too because Elle was a beautiful girl and Jay was fine ass he wanted to be too. Jay wasn't even really flame. He acted like a really fashionable straight guy. If I didn't know any better I would think he was straight. He was from Atlanta like Elle and they had known each other forever. Jay was short for Jarod. He hated Jarod and had gone by Jay all his life. His parents were very wealthy. His dad was a real estate mogul and his mom was doctor. Jay called is self being a real estate agent/ investor. I wasn't sure if he really ever sold anything but he did do a good job with the investing thing. Hell he owned Elle's loft.
"I don't understand why I'm always getting dumped," Elle said sadly.
I didn't understand why she always got dumped my damn self. Typically, Elle was a push over but with dudes she kinda acted like she had some sense. We spent the rest of the day watching lifetime movies and bitching about men until Jay got a phone call from some guy to go out tonight and told Elle and I, he had to bounce. I offered to take Elle home later if she wanted but she said she need to cook and get prepared for work tomorrow. I shook my head a walked them out.

The next day I didn't get home until eight that night. Ramon hadn't came by on sunday to pick up his stuff and I hadn't heard from him either. I thought about calling him to check on him but I wasn't going to bitch up. I warmed up some leftovers from sunday and decided to take a long bath. Just as I stepped in the bath I heard my door chime.
"Bobbie," I heard Ramon call from downstairs. "Are you here?"
I rolled my eyes and continued to soak in my garden tub. I was had my candles going, a glass of wine and some mellow music in the background humming. I was going to enjoy my bath.
"Bobbie" I heard him call.
His call was a lot closer now. I figured he was probably in my room. I closed my eyes and continued to ignore him. Then he knocked on the bathroom door.
"Baby, are you in there?" he called.
Of course I'm in here fool. Go AWAY!
Then Ramon turned the door knub and stumbled into my bathroom. He was wearing some grey sweat pants and a black Sean Jean long sleeve t-shirt. I could tell that he had just gotten a fresh cut because his curly hair was cut lower than on Saturday. His green eyes meet mine as he stared at my naked body. Ramon flashed me a sexy smile and I remained unchanged trying to act hard but I am sure he noticed my nipples instantly get hard as I eyes meet.
"I was about to get my stuff but, I am not so sure you want me to leave," he said standing above me. "Was all this for me?"
"Hell no," I responded back. "It's for me."
"Can I join you?" he said pulling off his shirt to realize his amazing body.
"Hell no, I thought you was leaving?"
"Girl stop frontin' you know you missed me," he said continuing to strip.
"If you get in this tub, I'll scream," I threatened still trying to play hard.
"Don't you want me to make you scream?" he teased.
He stepped into the tub and I moved over to the other side of the tub. He grabbed me and pulled me toward him. I gave in. I wanted him to do it anyway and he knew what I wanted it too. He bent down and gave me a hard passionate kiss and I put my arms around his head and returned the love. He swifted his body to force me on top of him to thrust hisself inside of me. I yielded to his whim and allowed him inside. I began riding him and kissing him everywhere I could reach. We made love all over my bathroom and clasped on my bed 45 miutes later.
I went to bed that night in Ramon's arms, loving my baby all over again.