Chapter II: “I told you man. My baby got fuckin skills.”

Melanie POV

My nerves were killing me. I looked down at my hands and they were literally trembling. I had no idea why I was so freaked out. This is what I loved to do. I’d sung millions of times at this very club. It wasn’t too big and it was a very chill laid back bar and hang out with a small dance floor and a live band to play on their own or back up the entertainers.

“Baby calm down,” Wale said rubbing my bare shoulders.

I’d finally decided on a pair of gray skinnies, a black shimmery sleeveless top and a pair of black pumps. I had thick bangles around one wrist and a gray scarf wrapped around the other as well as earrings and my hair was out in all its long, wild, and natural glory. Though it was cold outside, snow on the ground on this January night, I was burning up. I was standing near the bar, Petra and Brittany on one side while Wale stood with his arms wrapped around me. The house band was playing and everyone was having a good time.

“Mel you’re going to kill this babe. You always do,” Brittany said trying to reassure me.

“Yeah those record execs out there are going to love you,” Petra added.

I felt Wale squeeze my hips and I looked back and up at him. He placed a kiss on the tip of my nose. “You’ve got this, no questions asked.” I nodded and closed my eyes as I allowed myself to melt into him again.

Once I felt like I calmed down just a little bit, I turned so that I was facing the bar. “Wally, let me get a shot of…shit of anything to loosen me up,” I said to the bartender. He chuckled and nodded. I don’t anyone had ever seen me this nervous before. He handed me a shot glass of something clear and without question I took it and threw it back. It burned the back of my throat, but in a good way.

“Need another?” he asked me with a raised eyebrow, liquor in his hand ready to poor it if I encouraged him to.

“No, we want her loose, not sloppy. We both know you can’t handle two back to back shots like that,” Brittany said looking from Wally to me.

I sighed knowing that she was right. Petra and Brittany headed to the front where the tables were so they’d have a good view. I knew the record execs would be scattered around at different tables, but nowhere near the front. I was resting my head on Wale’s chest, allowing the liquor to take over my body and my spirit when I heard someone clear their throat. I turned around to see Marquis standing there. I rolled my eyes involuntarily.

Do not get me wrong, I’ve known Marquis as long as I’ve known Wale and it wasn’t as if he was a bad guy. I just…we didn’t see eye to eye on a lot of things. He and Brittany dated for a few months about a year ago. Unfortunately, Marquis isn’t the committed type. He messed around with girls all the time. He was a player, thought he could conquer the world with his dick, or at least that’s how Brittany and Petra put it. Maybe he just hadn’t met the right girl. It was possible because Wale was the same way. He was still a cool guy though, I just felt like I had to stand beside my friend you know. Him messing around on her wasn’t cool, though it seemed Brittany had pretty much gotten over it.

“Sup,” Wale said letting me go and dapping up Marquis.

“Chillin, chillin,” he said with a smile. He turned to me and opened up his arms. “Hey Melanie,” he said.

I gave him a smile. “Hey Qui,” I said as he pulled me into a hug. I really had no clue why he was here. I mean, when I first go the gig as a regular performer here I always invited everyone on my nights to perform. He never showed up though. It just wasn’t his thing or at least that’s what he kept telling me. So after awhile, I just stopped inviting him. So what in the world was he doing here?

“Umm…didn’t expect to see you here,” I said looking between him and Wale.

“Yeah well my mans here told me you had a big night ahead so I figured I’d come out and show some support. Plus from what I here it should be some especially fine ladies here tonight,” he said rubbing his hands together.

I rolled my eyes. “Yeah of course. Just don’t go and try to get my boo in trouble okay,” I said with a laugh.

“Naw never that. You took my number one wingman away so I’ve been flying solo on picking up females.”

Good. That’s the one word that came to mind. Le had changed in the 2 ½ years we’d been dating. He wasn’t chasing after other females anymore, lying to me or any of that and I wanted to keep it that way.

I looked over at the stage and noticed the band slowing down. That meant it was time for my set. I took a deep breath and turned to Wale. He leaned down and placed a deep kiss on my lips to settle my nerves. When he finally pulled away I couldn’t take the smile off of my face. He nodded towards Marquis and I watched as they walked to go find a table. They sat at a table right next to Petra’s and Brittany’s.

I took one more deep breath and headed to the side of the stage. I stood there waiting for my cue.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, you know her very well. She’s a very talented girl and gorgeous too. Give it up for the lovely Melanie Fiona!” Mitchell, the guitarist of the band said. I didn’t go by my last name on stage, just my first and middle.

I walked on stage the round of applause I was so used to hearing from the patrons here. Once I reached the center of the stage I put a smile on my face and gave Mitchell a kiss on the cheek. I grabbed the mic off of its stand and looked out into the crowd. I saw my friends smiling back at me. Wale bit his lip and winked at me.

“How ya’ll doing tonight?” I asked the crowd. I was trying to chat away my nerves.

I got the usual woots and responses from the crowd. “Well I was hoping ya’ll would let me start you guys off with a bit of dancing music tonight so, let’s get this started.”

The crowd whooped and hollered and I nodded behind me towards the band. The music started and I bent over to the side in position. The music started up and I moved my body to the beat, never bringing my head up. My cue came and I stood up straight, flipping my hair back and letting the music take over me.

(S/N her performance in video is how she performed on stage)

Finger on the trigger let it bang bang baby let it bang

I don’t give a dang cuz i’mma rebel kind watch me do my thang

Let me introduce you to my lucy I don’t care if ya like me (I walk it out on ‘em)

Runnin from the law I hit the borderline, Now try and in-trap me so let’s get down babyy!

I be lockin and loadin

I be shootin forever

Got my eye on the target and I’m aiming at’cha

See me moving in silence

Feel Destruction and Violence

Got my eye on the target and I’m aiming at’cha

BANG BANG!(I’m aiming at’cha)

BANG BANG! (I’m aiming at’cha)

Everyone in the crowd seemed to love the performance. I’d never sang this song here before. There were those up and dancing and those grooving at their tables. A smile appeared wider on my face. The energy they were feeding me was amazing and it was definitely keeping me going. I had put the mic back on the stand, but now I took it off again. I walked over to Mitchell as he played the guitar, leaned against his shoulder. I would go back to my original position right before the chorus. I opened my mouth and started singing again.

Ain’t nothing like the feeling of that cold bone metal in ya hand

Know I sound psycho, Daddy-O you’ll never understand…

Let me introduce you to my chrome-plated bullet she’s shining ( I’ll whip it out on ‘em)

Polishing my 45’ chevy ride scraping the highway

Top down, Pickin Up!

I be lockin and loadin

I be shootin forever

Got my eye on the target and I’m aiming at’cha

See me moving in silence

Feel Destruction and Violence

Got my eye on the target and I’m aiming at’cha

BANG BANG!(I’m aiming at’cha)

BANG BANG!(I’m aiming at’cha)

I’m aiming at’cha

Maybe I should live and let die

Takin it like a soldier don’t cry

Hold my head come down from my high

I be lockin and loadin

I be shootin forever

Got my eye on the target and I’m aiming at’cha

BANG BANG!(I’m aiming at’cha)

BANG BANG!(I’m aiming at’cha)

BANG BANG ( let me introduce you to my lucy!!) Ohh Ahhh!

Uhmmm YEAH!! LET ME INTRODUCE YOU TO MY LUCY!!

HEY! OHHH! BANG BANG BANG !

The music ended and I smiled as I looked out at the crowd. They went crazy and I ran my fingers through my hair as I laughed. Petra and Brittany led the cheers. Marquis had a funny look on his face and Wale…well Le was just being Le with a smooth smile on his face. I looked at Mitchell and nodded and he started the next song in my set.

Wale POV

Watching my baby up there on stage just brought a smile to my face. I don’t think she realized just how much damage she caused up there. When she was singing, performing, right in her zone. Man that she was amazing. It was like she was in her own little world and shy little Melanie disappeared and this….this woman appeared on stage. I have no idea how to even describe her. The way the lights hit her on stage. Damn my baby was sexy, beautiful, gorgeous, all of the above.

“Damn,” I heard my boy Marquis say.

I chuckled. “I told you man. My baby got fuckin skills,” I said. I kept telling him he should come see her perform, but he always said no, he had other shit to do. I finally got him to come out tonight though.

“Yeah…yeah she does,” he said. He never looked at me when he said it though, but I wasn’t paying attention to him anyway.

About three more songs and two encore songs later Melanie was finally finished on stage. I was standing right there on the side when she came off. I picked her up and kissed her lips.

“You were amazing babe. Then again, you’re always amazing,” I said holding her close to me.

“Aww thanks baby,” she said with a smile on her face. She was glowing.

I put her down and grabbed her hand. We walked over to the crew and they all congratulated her. I could tell they wanted to chill tonight, but I had other plans. I pulled her close to me and nestled my chin in her neck. I swear this was my favorite spot to be when it came to her. Well…second favorite.

“Aight man we gonna catch ya’ll later,” I said. Mel looked at me confused and I just smirked. She hugged everyone and then grabbed her jacket before following me out.

“I’m staaaaarving. Can we stop for some food?” she asked me.

“Yeah aight. Where you tryna go?” I asked as I stopped at a stoplight.

“Mcdonalds I guess. Just not that one on Florida Ave cause I swear if I have to see that Shrek looking girl that again,” she said shaking her head.

I chuckled. There was this real butch big girl who was always trying to get with Mel whenever we went there. “She just tryna find her Princess Fiona,” I said. She shot me a look that caused me to laugh harder.

I stopped and got the food before heading back to her place. Once we got there she went straight up to her apartment and to the counter in the kitchen. She hopped up and took her fries out of the bag. I watched her for a minute. She was stuffing the shit out of her face but it didn’t make her any less gorgeous.

“What are you staring at?” she asked me.

“You’re ugly face,” I said.

“Lil boy please, you love my face,” she said throwing a fry at me.

“Lil boy? Girl you know I’m all man and ain’t nothing little about me,” I said.

“I don’t know any such thing boo.”

Oh so she wanted to play this game tonight did she? I walked over to her and took the container of fries out of her hand. “What are you doing? They’re gonna get cold,” she whined.

“I’m not doing anything.” My lips grazed her ear and I felt her shiver. My lips moved down to her bare neck and she inhaled sharply. “I’m just going for my dinner.”

I chuckled as her fingers fidgeted on either side of her. She always did that. Even after dating this whole time, she was still nervous around me. I brought my lips back up to hers and kissed them softly. While my lips occupied hers, my fingers moved down to the buttons on her jeans. I undid them and traced my finger over her navel. I felt her clench just like I wanted her to.

I pulled away from the kiss and bent down. I tugged on her jeans and she lifted up a bit so that I could pull them off. I tossed them aside and looked up at her licking my lips.

“Leeee….here?” she asked looking down at me while biting her lip. Damn that shit just got me harder than hell. My baby was still innocent no matter how many times we did this.

“Yes here. Now open up cause a nigga hungry,” I said.

She bit her lip again and spread her legs just a little. I shook my head and spread them wider. I pulled her to the edge of the counter and moved inbetween her thighs. I bit the thin fabric and I heard her gasp. I loved that sound. I moved her panties to the side to see her treasure box.

As soon as I ran my tongue over her slit she let out a moan. That was my absolute favorite sound right there. I did it again and she got soaked. I parted her lips with my tongue and dove inside her box. She was forever eating pineapples and I swear that’s what she tasted like. I could hear her panting and moaning lightly as I ate her like she was the only thing I’d had in days. I curled my tongue inside of her and twirled it around. I pulled out and ran my tongue lightly over her swollen clit. I could tell she arched her back because my face was pushed deeper into her. Her hands went to my dreads and she pulled on them.

“Fuuu….ooooo Le right there,” she moaned.

I gripped her thighs tightly and sucked on her clit hard. A long moan told me I was doing just the right thing. I could feel her legs starting to shake. It never took much to get her to her peak because she was so sensitive. I nibbled on her clit before starting to spell out my name with my tongue.

“Ooooo I’m…oh God baby I’m cum…” she moaned out. She was gasping and grinding onto my face. It just made me put in more work.

Her juices spilled out onto my tongue and I sucked and lapped them up like they were the sweetest taste I could ever get. I felt her trying to pull away but I tightened my grip on her thighs. No running tonight. I was going to tear…this…up.