Influence

Hey I'm Demon's bliss and this is my first adult fanfic. I was booted off of the original fanfic because apparently my stories are to real. I have been reading stories on here for a while. I just hope that I am given a chance. Any review will be appreciated. Oh by the way, if you spot any grammar mistakes they should be left alone. I did the story like this purposely. Have a nice read.




What the hell does he do to me? Why does he make it seem as if I can’t act right? I tired of waiting for him. I getting tired of his sexy smile making my legs feel weak. The way his eyes make me feel on top of the world should be a damn crime. I stood outside of the neighborhood library wearing my cranberry leather jacket, a white turtle neck with a low swoop, black skinny leg jeans and a pair of high heeled cranberry leather boots. Recently I went to Mira’s and she hooked my hair up like crazy. My hair unlike a lot of the other girl’s is long, silky and beautiful. Chestnut brown seems to be the color that’s in this season. All these white girls be dying their hair. I don’t have to do that. Mines is naturally this color. My skin is the tan complexion they all die for. My mentality is fuck ya’ll hoes my shit is year round. Sometimes I think autumn is the best time of year simply because the leaves be turning all them different colors and the temperature is just right.


Here he comes looking good like always. I don’t know his name but he does all this to me. Ain’t it wild he rocks my world without even knowing it? His eyes met mines for a moment and I could swear I saw him smirk. Oh well I guess I can’t win today. Walking slowly he continued walking his own path. That’s cool and all but one day his path is going to be intertwined with mines.


Feeling frustrated I took out my cell phone and checked the time. 6:30 pm. Damn I better home before Eddy fucking explode. Walking up the steps to the EL I peeped all the young boys checking me out and it brought a soft smirk to my face. I put my token in the little slot and passed through the turnstile waiting for the train to arrive. Waiting up here is a bitch sometimes; all you get is a whole bunch of eyes watching you waiting for you to fuck up so they can capitizle on your weakness. The horn of the train blared making me jump slightly, no matter how much I ride the damn thing I’m never going to get over the sound.


I took a seat closest to the window. It’s a wild thing about me it’s something about looking out of windows or through windows soothes me. I turned on my white IPod mini and turned up the volume as I listened to Beyonce` sing her heart out to her man Jay-Z. That’s passion right there. I want to give that to boy I see every damn day.
I love you... I love you... I love you

Baby I love you
You are my life
My happiest moments weren't complete
If you weren't by my side
You're my relation
In connection to the sun
With you next to me
There's no darkness I can't overcome
You are my raindrop
I am the seed
With you and God, who's my sunlight
I bloom and grow so beautifully
Baby, I'm so proud
So proud to be your girl
You make the confusion
Go all away
From this cold and mixed up world


This girl song was speaking to my soul. Damn these lyrics are beautiful. 15th street station. Standing up I walked off the train and started following the crowd right down to the subway. The subway is an extra weird place if you ask me. Some days it be poppin. Hell music and laughter filling the stale air and other days its dead quiet, like niggas be scared to talk or something. Today it was a loud day. Niggas was down there thick. When I say thick I mean it was packed, like shoulder to shoulder. Some of them was waiting for the express train and others were just down there to catch the local and go to work. My eyes scanned the area and I spotted some nigga rockin a green fitted tryin hard to hit on some girl. He was failing miserably so he resorted to the only other thing that he could. Laughter. When I heard this bitch laugh I immediately wanted to shut her up, this bitch sounded like the wicked witch of the east or something.


I scurried into the closest subway car. An elderly woman watched me take the seat she was aiming for. Smiling at her I was telling her with my eyes back off bitch I claimed it first. The subway car bounced and shook while mastering the track below us. Two stops and I was off on Spring Garden Street. I walked up the stairs and out onto the dark streets. I walked about three more blocks and that’s when I spotted them two small built Asian girls. One of them was decked out in camouflage. Black long sleeved shirt underneath her army tank. Not to mention her cargos that matched and her custom Chuck Taylors. Her now auburn hair was pulled into a messy ponytail and covered by her fitted. That’s Asuka for you. Even though her titties are like bigger than any other Asian girl I know she’s determined to rock her tomboy style. I can dig it though it suits her good. The other girl was wearing this silk Chinese cut shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans to make the shirt pop out more. She was wearing a pair of Nike’s. They matched the color of her shirt, scarlet. She’d let her hair out of the two pigtails she usually keep her hair in and now it was flowing breezy in the wind. I stepped up to them.


“Christie, I’m so glad you could make it.” Ling spoke each word with precession I guess she was trying to prove something to me because last time I told her that she couldn’t go a damn day without speaking im.


Asuka stood there with her head down and I could tell she was grinning. I told them that tonight I was going to show them how to party the right way. They never got the chance to do it my way cause
1) Ling’s mother don’t really let her outside
2) Asuka just don’t do the whole party scene.

“Aight army hoe what you smiling about now? Every time you smile you always saying some freak shit out your mouth so what is it this time?” I looked at her with a knowing expression. She bit her lip and looked up at me with the most innocent look.

“Last time I went to a party they threw me out cause they found out I was flashing people in the master bedroom. It was about to be Bukakke all up in that bitch.” She began to grin proudly and I just shook my head at her. That girl be wildin’. I heard Ling gasp over in the corner and at that point I couldn’t help but giggle.


“Freak jawn Sukie.”


“So Christie where this party going to be?” We all began walking down the block toward my home that I shared with Eddy and my three sisters. They knew my girls so I figured it would be cool to bring them over. Once we reached the inside of the house it looked like a damn tornado hit.


Crayon marks were all over the walls and floors, pudding cups thrown around and not to mention dirty Spiderman drawers. Then I heard that infamous scream.
“Jhalil get your little ass out my room and come fix this damn mess before I tell your mother!” Eddy came walking into the room wearing a black dress shirt and a pair of black slacks that matched. His locks were loose and I could smell his cologne suffocate my soul but in the good way like religion. His eyes made contact with me and he gave me a small smile.


“Christie watch Jhalil for me.” He started heading for the door when I sprinted behind him.


“Eddy you know I can’t watch him he gonna be all up in my stuff. Tryna feel on Sukie’s titties like last time and not to mention try his damnest to throw Ling over the banister again.”


He sighed deeply and I noticed his jawbone tighten, at that point I realized that it would be stupid for me to keep arguing. He took the keys to the Lexus and left the house slamming the door behind him.


“Jhalil didn’t Eddy tell you to get your ass downstairs and clean?” I heard my sister Justice sound out. Before she could get her next word out I heard him say it.
“BITCH!” I started to laugh outloud as well as my chicks. We all knew the deal with him and that word. Hell we taught it to him. Justice came into the living room wearing her one peice baby phat dress. Her hair was a strawberry blonde and it was pulled up into a tight ponytail. I looked down to her feet and noticed the shoes she was wearing. New. I know she don’t have no money so I wonder which dude is buying her stuff now. She tilted her head and looked at me like I was an intruder.


“Christie why you always bringing these flavorless bitches up in here?” She smirked at Asuka and Ling. Sukie’s deep eyes narrowed as she glared at Justice. I noticed how my sister flinched when Asuka raised her hand to remove her hat. Damn she got my flesh and blood all scared.


“Justice how come every time me and Ling come up in here you always got something smart to say?” Oh Lord here they go again. I don’t know why they acting like this. From my personal observation Asuka and Justice is as tight as they come.


“Ya’ll bitches need to chill.”


They both started to laugh and then hugged one another. A cool breeze flowed in through the window reminding me of the first time I stayed up all night. I knew at that age I wasn’t supposed to but the boy I was with was just too damn fine. He had curly black hair, tan skin and the brightest smile you could ever see. He always rocked Chuck Taylors; this boy had every color but purple and pink. His bling was never ending and what really drove me wild was the fact he had his tongue pierced. At first I questioned this but after I lost my virginity to him that night I understood his reasons. Not only that but I found it to be crazy sexy on him.


Flashback:
It was about one in the morning and I was still roaming the streets with him, he was seventeen and I was fourteen. That night he kept making up excuses to touch my hips. It didn’t mean nothing to me; I needed somebody there for me.
“Christie, damn you fine as shit girl.” His eyes watched my every move and he played with his tongue ring playfully. I had been watching him do so for about ten minutes and it was making me wet.


“It don’t matter to me, you can say that all you want DeQuan everybody know you aint nothing but a flirt.” I rolled my eyes at him and playfully hit him.


“I only flirt with the ugly jawns. They need somebody in their lives to make them feel better about themselves. The only girl I’m real with is you though.”


“How I know that? How do I know you ain’t lying to me?”


“You don’t you can either trust me or not.”


It all happened in one swift movement. I licked my lips and he kissed them with so much passion it caused me to moan deep into his mouth. He led me back to his grandma’s apartment in the projects, and into his room. He laid me down on his bed and took off my jeans hastily. I didn’t know what to do, but I did know I wanted him. Everybody had told me it was good for me to keep my virginity, but I saw it as blockage. He traced the outline of my black French lace panties with his finger causing me to get even wetter than before. Smelling my scent he pulled them down past my knees. He licked me and that’s when I knew he was the one I wanted to lose it to. The tongue ring made it feel cool and it made my pussy tingle mad crazy. He slurped up every drop of juice driving me insane. When I started to arch my back, he took off his pants and boxers showing me himself. I touched him out of curiosity. We fucked that night at least four times. I was happy. He granted me my passage to womanhood. I can never forget DeQuan even if I tried.
Flashback over


Ling and Asuka sat on my bed as I took off my leather jacket and boots. They were over there playing with my idog I got for my last birthday. They started arguing over which one they wanted to listen to.


“I wanna hear barbie girl.”


“Ling get the fuck outta here don’t nobody wanna hear that damn song.”


“No one wants to hear your P.A.S.” She stared at Asuka as if she accomplished something.
I walked over and put on a song I wanted to hear. It wasn’t their choice to begin with so I don’t know why they were even arguing over such a thing. The song I was listening to on my iPod came on this time. It made me stop in my track. I sat down on the floor and found myself in deep thought until Ling snapped me out of it.


“Christie?”


“Yeah what’s up Ling Ling?”


“When’s the party again?”


I started to giggle a little. I can’t help it with her she just be too much sometimes with her lil pigtails.


“It’s on Saturday.”


“Okay good cause I wasn’t sure if I would be able to go.”


“Why?” Freak jawn cut into our conversation as usual.


“Cause I have to work at my mother’s gift shop.”


As if on cue her mother called her cell.


“Hello?” Ling’s mother was screaming about something on the other end of the phone. I think she was just making a big deal cause she didn’t like her with me. I’m a “bad” influence. Little does she know Ling was fucked up in her own way before I even met her. She was always extra hype for no reason so I had to find a way to slow her down. Turns out she just needed some weed in her life. Aint that crazy.


Flashback:
We had only been hanging out with each other for a good week. That’s when I noticed how hype she’d be over the littlest things.


“Oh my god I can’t find my ribbon. It’s not here I leave it here all the time and now it’s not.” Her frantic behavior was making me feel all weird. I wasn’t used to nobody around me being so hype. Not to mention wearing ribbons.


“Ayo chill Ling Ling.”


“I can’t its lucky to me; I’m never going to pass my math test now. Christie my life is riding on this ribbon.”


I pulled out a dutch from my Gucci backpack and emptied the tobacco out of it and filled it with weed. When I finished preparing the joint I saw her just staring at me in awe. I lit it up and took a puff. Almost immediately I felt more relaxed around this crazy bitch. I held it out to her.


“NO CHRISTIE!!! STOP IT. IF MY MOM COMES IN HERE…” This chick was definitely buggin’ but it was funny cause the weed was getting into my system and I was feeling real good now.
“Puff this shit girl. Stop fucking around.” I forced her to put it to her lips. It’s not like she could stop me, she don’t got no body weight on me. She like ninety five pounds or something. Once she took her first puff and the coughing stopped I noticed her body relax. I was thinking to myself, “See now this is cool. Me and her can blaze and I guess we just gonna be cool like that.” Unfortunately her mother came in and caught us. It was funny cause the whole time she was yelling Ling was cracking the fuck up. Every since then she aint allowed to see me but she don’t care she come see me and we just blaze whenever we need to.
Flashback over


Ling stood up and frowned if anything I knew what was going on. Her mother wanted her back home cause she had a maternal instinct her daughter was with me.


“I don’t want to go Christie.”


“It’s cool girl I’ll see you on Saturday and even your mother can’t stop that.” I handed her one of my special dutches and her face lit up with delight. I had just provided her with something to take away her stress. She put in her baby phat bag and hugged me tightly. She waved at Suki and then bounced.


The Japanese girl kicked off her shoes and then stretched out on my bed. I pushed her over some and lay next to her.


“Chris you probably the only girl I’ll ever hang with you know that?” I could see the glimmer that she had in her eyes. I nodded at her and then patted her on the head.


“Asuka you hang with me cause you know I got your back. When all those people were bothering you cause of your problem who was there?”


“You and Justice.”


“I know that’s right.”


“What we gonna do? Ling gone so we can’t make fun of her.”


“Yo Suki you gotta chill with all that. You know she my hookup.”


“Yeah I know look at the pedicure she gave me before we got here.”


I looked at her feet and they were perfect, there weren’t no dry patches or nothing. It was amazing Ling had a gift, but of course she didn’t think so. We told her so many times to just open up a shop for shit like that but she don’t believe in herself cause her mother be telling her if it’s not academic don’t do it. The way I see it is, if you getting paid to do something you good at then do it.


“That shit is tight Sukie.”


Just then Jhalil came busting through my door and hopped onto my bed, snuggling between me and freak jawn. His face was pressed in between her titties and I could hear his smothered laughter. She moved him and tapped me, rolling her eyes slightly.


“Christums…Justi left and I’m bored.”


“Aint it time for you to go to sleep?”


“No…it’s nine”


Sukie chimed in saying. “Last time I check nine was your bedtime.”


His face grew angry and his eyes became moist. Before he could start the whole routine I picked him and walked into his room. I laid him down in his bed and tucked the covers around his small frame.


“Christums...I gotta sleep?”


“Yeah you do.”


His eyes drift shut and I exited his room quietly. I walked back into my room and saw Suki sleep on my bed. I crawled up next to her and closed my eyes as well. I needed some sleep to set my plan in motion. That boy I saw had my name all over him. He just didn’t know it yet, but soon he would.