Blaze The Bandit

Happy Birthday Part 1

2 years later...

September 10, 2008   

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRITTANY!!"

"Hey! Thanks guys That's so sweet of you"

Yup its my 21st birthday and by now I done had my share of tasty looking men from DC to Baltimore but somehow to me it seemed like it wasn't enough. I mean its my birthday and the only thing on my mind is where my next piece of d**k is coming from. I kinda forgot about my birthday considering i was in my own world that I created out of the joy of trying something new. I completely forgot about this major milestone in my life. I wonder if that was what those messages on my voice mail was about. When you are so involved in a new "hobby" that you just shut off the world; family and friends kinda take a back burner and my new lifestyle did just that. If my mom knew what I was doing she would just flip her wig.

    "So.... How does it feel being 21? I know you couldn't wait for this day." One of my Coworkers asked me.

    "Yeah I'm happy its here I can finally take my first drink seeing as I'm legal and all" I smirked

Yeah right drinking hasn't even been a factor of turning 21 in my book. I don't really care for drinking, I man it gets things moving and gets ya girl wetter than Niagra but honestly all you had to do was show me the d**k and blaze river was flowin'. 

(phone rings)

Caller ID: Old news (do not answer)

Here go this fool again. Kevin Jones a.k.a. old news. The man should've been my first but unfortunately he was busy bustin other bitches cherries to give a damn about mine. Seeing as it is my birthday I already know what his deal is. Men are so predictable. As far as him and the world is concerned I was still a virgin and ripe for the picking.

(presses Ignore Button)

(phone rings again)

Caller ID: Lashawn (Sis cell)

My big sister Lashawn, Probably the only one of me and my sis Natasha that has a relationship worth having. Perfect Shawnie; Graduated college Suma c*m Laude, Married an Investment banker and lives in a glamourous Penthouse Apartment. You know what they say about the rich and famous, "the richer you are the more secrets you hide"

I answer the phone.

"Hey Shawnie, What's up?"

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRITTANY!!!" She sung offkey.

"Oh lord please stop Shawn your voice is like a cat in heat"

"Oh whatever you know I should record an album. Give Beyonce a run for her money honey."  Shawnie Laughed hard

"yeah let her know what not to do"

"yeah yeah yeah. Well anyway you know the 'rents want to see you for your birthday. Its been years since mon and dad have seen you."

"yeah I know but you know i been busy with work and school"

"Brit, you shouldn't work yourself so hard. make time for fun in your life." she said with concern in her voice.

"I do make time for fun ... just because you don't see it...." I vaguely defended

"And whose fault is that Brit?? Me and Natasha have been calling your phone so you can hang out with us. The Daniels sisters out painting the town re, blue, green whatever. Now that you are 21 you can hang out with your big sisters." 

"uhh I don't know about that." I said really wanting to end the conversation.

"Brittany Denise Daniels you are gonna hang out  with your sisters on your birthday and saying no is not an option. Don't make me tell mom and you know how she gets" She said leaving me choice but to surrender to her demands.

Nah you ain't got to do all that, ok I'll hang out with ya'll...damn!" I said defeated.

"ok we coming to pick you up at 8:00 sharp and please dress sexy you are only young once, show off then Daniels' genes you've inherited."

"ok Shawnie...." I said getting annoyed

"and if you are not presentable I will dress you myself, Understood?"

"Yes Shawnie. Damn!"

"Ok love you "

"love you too"

You can always count on family to guilt trip you into hanging out with them. As much as I really don't want to hang out today I guess one night couldn't hurt. After work I decided to tone down my usual outfits I wear to the club, Since my sisters never seen me in other than my plain ol business attire or my Sunday church dresses. I decided to wear my Black outfit; Tight skirt, and by backless sequin halter top: all Black. While I was trying to figure out which shoes to wear I hear a knock at my door. It was only 6:15, It couldn't have been Shawn. I walk to my front door and looked through my peephole, GOD I wish I hadn't done that because my attitude went from happy to angry. On the other side of the door was old news himself. I did not have time for this bullshit. I needed to get rid of him so I could go on about my night celebrating my birthday. 

"What do you want, Kevin? I said through the door.

"Damn, I can't even see your face huh?"

knowing he wasn't going anywhere without seeing me. Maybe I can drive the point home from where he was standing. I open the door to see his dumbass drooling with excitement... 

"Damn Britt you lookin all sexy n Shit." Keving said as he walked past me then flops on my couch.

"um, I don't believe you were invited in my house Kevin." I said annoyed

"Britt quit acting like you don't miss me." he said Smugly 

At this point it was hard to hide the anger that was slowly building up inside me. I wanted him out my House and out of my life. This would be the ultimate present to myself to finally tell this man that I once loved all about himself and how much I "missed" him.