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Saturday, April 26, 2014
ENOUGH OF THE DRAMA BY AUTHOR P. DOTSON CHARACTER CHINA
Hi Divas & Gents,
As the story continue to come to life, I want to introduce you to a another character from P. Dotson new book coming soon.
China sat on her living room floor hugging her knees to her chest. She
stared at the contents on her end table. If she could only find the courage to
be rid of that white powdery substance that clasped her soul and refused to let
go. Her throat was dry, and her skin was drenched with sweat. She slowly rocked
back and forth humming to herself.
Each time she promised herself the last fix was her last, but she was
fighting a losing battle. She couldn’t shake the monkey that clung to her back.
Her body had become dependent on that poisonous substance that decorated her
end table. She could barely go a day without it running through her veins or
putting it up her nose. It had become a part of her everyday living. She knew
she was a flat out fiend as she crawled to the end table. Her hands shook
violently as she inhaled deeply, feeding her desire.
Within seconds she felt like she was floating on cloud nine. This felt
like an ‘out of body’ experience. She was no longer sitting home alone on her
living room floor. She went back to a place where she wished she could stay
forever. To a place where she was happy, a time when she felt nothing in her
life could go wrong, when the love of her life Dre, was still alive.
Dre was her everything, the air she breathed, the blood that circulated
her veins, the beat to her heart; he was the love of her life. They first met
while Dre was in college. They were complete opposites. Dre was a schoolboy
majoring in business management, with good grades. He was well-mannered and
clean cut with a promising future. China on the other hand was a wild child;
she barely went to school, had the mouth of a sailor and at a young age started
using drugs. Her parents had given up on her. Her mother was at her wits end
and was two seconds from kicking her out on her ass. They thought she was
destined for failure; that is until she met Dre.
China, and her friend Nene were at
Morgan State’s Homecoming. They had no business being there barely seventeen
but neither one of them were fazed; they always managed to sneak their young
asses into twenty-one and over clubs anyway. China was decked out in hip
hugging Capris that outlined her well-developed curves and a cherry red halter
top that showed off her flat midsection. China was definitely eye candy with
her caramel colored skin, oval face and hazel slanted eyes. Her shoulder length
hair was styled in a wrap, with neatly trimmed bangs.
“You drinking tonight?” Nene asked popping
her gum in China’s ear.
“Yes,” China replied visibly annoyed with
Nene’s childish antics. They walked through the crowd in search of alcohol.
“Damn ma, you wearing the hell out of them
jeans,” a hopeful said looking to get lucky as he eyed China’s ample bottom.
“Thanks,” China said casually over her
shoulder and kept it moving. He wasn’t her type. He was cute but she could tell
he was trying to stunt, because the huge ear ring he rocked in his right ear
was cubic zirconia, but he was trying to pass it off as a diamond. That was a
turn off for her anyway. She thought a man with pierced ears was unattractive.
After getting their drinks China and Nene
found a vacant spot on the wall and posted up and did what teenagers do, talk
about people. While cracking up after Nene peeped out a chick whose heels were
leaning on Jesus, China got the sense someone was watching her. She momentarily
took her eyes off sistah girl and scanned the crowded dance floor until her
eyes finally connected with his. That’s when she saw him, the love of her life.
He was out on the dance floor with some rhythm-inclined chick, but she could
feel his eyes were focused solely on her. He was a deep chocolate brother, with
a bald head, and there was nothing China liked more than a bald head.
China cocked her head to the side and held
her drink acknowledging him. She then boldly walked over to where he was and
rudely interrupted his current dance session. Dre immediately dissed his rhythm
inclined dance partner and started grinding with China to R. Kelly’s “Honey
Love.” There was no way he was going to miss this train ride. What he did by
dissing that girl was out of character for him but it was something about this
girl that had him hypnotized.
“So what’s your name?” Dre asked, his lips
touching her ear sending a chill down her spine.
“China, and yours?” she asked, looking over
her shoulder and smiling up at him.
Her smile instantly captivated his heart.
“De’Andre, but everybody calls me Dre, but you can call me whatever you want
China shook her head and laughed at his weak
pick up line. They danced together the entire night. They talked and laughed as
if they were old friends and have known each other for years. China felt
absolutely free in Dre’s presence and he felt the same. China gazed at him
wantonly, as she held onto his every word. While they were together it was as
if no one else existed. It was just him and her. As she peered into his eyes
she knew she’d found her soul mate.
“Where are you from?” Dre asked as they
stood outside enjoying the slight breeze that danced across his skin.
“The boring town of Preston.”
He looked at her. “Oh ok, you’re not that
far from home. So you must go to school around here?”
“Oh really? What you have friends over this
“You can say that?”
Dre looked at her suspiciously. “How old are
“Seventeen,” China replied with hesitation.
If it were anyone else she would have lied with no problem and said eighteen,
but for some reason with Dre she couldn’t.
Dre nearly choked on his drink. “Repeat
that?” he said wiping off his shirt.
“Seventeen,” China said without skipping a
“Damn, you trying to get a nigga locked up.
For real!” he said shaking his head. He had no idea she was just
seventeen.He took in her curves and
quickly downed the rest of his drink.
“Age ain’t nothin’ but a number,” China said
folding her arms across her chest.
He smiled, he liked her sassiness. “I like
you though. You’re cool I could see myself chilling with you. It’s a shame,” he
said shaking his head while rubbing his chin. “Jail bait.”
“And your point?” she said rolling her neck
getting an attitude. She was feeling Dre. She would hate if he allowed her age
get in the way of them getting to know each other a little better. “How old are
She cocked her head sideways and eyed him
slowly from the top of his head down to his fresh butter timberland boots.
“Kiss me,” she whispered. Since she laid eyes on him she wanted to taste his
full juicy lips. Every time he licked them she felt her clit jump.
“You heard me,” she said boldly taking a
couple of steps towards him, purposely invading his personal space. They were
standing directly in front of each other, their faces only inches apart. “Kiss
As much as he tried to fight his urge to do
so, Dre simply couldn’t deny her request. He needed to taste her pouty and
sensual lips. China grabbed his face and pressed her lips to his. Sparks begin
to fly and Keith Sweats “Make it Last Forever” started playing in the back of
Dre’s mind. Dre couldn’t resist, as he took control and seized the opportunity
to entangle China in his secure and warm embrace. He gently stroked her back
and ran his fingers through her hair.
“Oh, wow,” China said pulling away
attempting to catch her breath. She cleared her throat, still trying to take in
the passionate kiss she just shared with Dre. No one has ever kissed her like
that. You couldn’t tell her it wasn’t the Fourth of July. Her young pussy was
throbbing and begging to be touched.
“That bad?” Dre asked.
“No the complete opposite.”
He smiled making her insides melt. They stood
awkwardly gazing at each other. He was just about to kiss her again, but they
were rudely interrupted.
Fed up with watching China and Dre, Nene
rudely made her presence known. “Damn bitch, where the fuck you been? I’ve been
looking for your black ass all night. We have to bounce Bee Bop is about to
leave us,” she said clearly jealous. Nene, China’s ride or die friend since
grade school was a beautiful young bombshell also. Light skin with soft brown
eyes and a banging body to match. She was jealous of China, because whenever
they were out China’s exotic features always seem to outshine hers and Nene
couldn’t stand it.
China rolled her eye,s mad because Nene
interrupted what was about to be another intimate moment between her and Dre.
She wasn’t quite ready for the night to end. “Well I guess this is good-bye,”
she said sadly.
“Not good bye. More like see you later. Let
me get your number if you don’t mind?”
“Okay,” he said saving the number in his
cell phone. “I won’t call after nine.”
“Ha! Ha! Real funny,” she laughed playfully
punching him in the arm. “Give me a hug,” she demanded.
Dre did as he was told. China savored the
security of his arms. “I’m a call you a’ight,” he said kissing her on the
“A’ight,” she said reluctantly releasing him,
not ready to leave his embrace.
“Come on let’s go hoe,” Nene said on the
verge of throwing up.
Meeting Dre was the best thing that could have happened to China. He
made a huge impact on her life, making her change her wild ways. He didn’t
tolerate drugs of any kind and stressed the importance of an education,
instilling in her that having an education is the one thing in this world no
one could ever take away from you. His encouraging words were a changing point.
She started taking her education more seriously and she graduated with a 3.5
GPA. Her parents loved Dre despite the age difference; they knew Dre had
China’s best interest at heart.
With Dre in her life, things changed for the better. She and her
parent’s bond grew stronger than ever and they were closer than they’d ever
been in years. Dre was like a breath of fresh air. He was a boost to her
self-esteem and she finally felt she had a purpose in life.
Graduation night she and Dre made love for the first time. He patiently
waited until she was of legal age before taking her body completely. He was
surprised that she was still a virgin but he never told China. It was a mind
blowing experience for both; it was everything China imagined it would be. Dre
was gentle, compassionate and understanding.
Their time together was like a fairytale. After China graduated from
high school Dre graduated not too long after with a degree in business
management. Not too long after graduating he landed a job in management at a
local Hyatt, while China worked as a Medical Assistant for a local doctor’s
office. Dre purchased a little town home for them in the small quaint town of
St. Michaels., MD. China was in the process of going back to school to pursue
her degree as a RN, but all her dreams and motivation died when Dre died
including her passion of recording a music CD.
China lay on her living room floor; her high had come down and she was
bought back to her painful reality. She continued to lie in the middle of the
floor and cry like a baby. She couldn’t stand to be in this empty house with so
many memories. She wiped her nose as she sat up and snorted another line of
coke. She needed a glimpse back into her past, even if it is just for a few
minutes of happiness.