Those are fighting words.

DISCONTINUED! New fanfic here. India and Crystal have had to fight their entire lives. They've never believed in love or happiness. Will they let a special someone change that? Or will they be too stubborn to realize what's good for them...? Mobile Chapters Fight·ing words [fahy-ting wurds] noun; are written or spoken words, generally expressed to incite hatred or violence from their target. >>NOW ON WATTPAD<<

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Mind. Blown.

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CHAPTER 33

Raye

“Chill bae!” I busted out in a fit of laughter as he tickled me until I couldn’t breathe anymore. He always tickling me because he knows I can’t do it back since he’s not ticklish. “David Brewster, what did I just say?” I asked sternly but playfully.

“Aye aye,” he looked at me with raised eyebrows, “what I tell you ‘bout calling me by my full name?” Here he goes. He always wants to be called by his stage name; Dave East.

I laughed and waved him off, “Boy hush, you’ll be alright.” He stared at me for a few seconds before smiling and kissing me on the cheek.

His beard lightly brushed against my face which, for some reason, sent chills down my spine. I’ve never really been with someone with a full beard before so it was kind of a turn on.

“So what ‘chu wanna do today shorty?” He asked as he removed his arms from around me. Ugh, he knows that I hate when he calls me that shit but he likes to be irritating. I sent him a death glare causing him to chuckle and flash me his pearly whites.

After a while, I smiled back because lord knows a girl can’t resist that smile. “You know you get on my nerves right?” I said while rolling my eyes as my smile still invaded my face.

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PROLOGUE

Logan

“Stop… we can’t…” I said barely above a whisper as I kept my glare on his luscious lips and involuntarily got closer as he did the same.

I was trying to control myself but my body wasn’t taking no for an answer. “I know,” he replied in a low, raspy voice. We were centimeters away from each other and the sexual tension built up more and more with every second that went by.

Somehow his arms were engrossed around my waist and somehow mine were snaked around his shoulders. His cologne invaded my nostrils and our sweat mixed together when his skin came in contact with mine. Why does this man make me feel this way?

His soft lips brushed against mine before he slowly bit my bottom lip. His eyes were filled with lust and I was one hundred percent certain that mine were mirrored the exact same. Our lips finally connected and sparks immediately shot through my body.

Our tongues danced around in each other’s mouth and things got more intense as he pulled me closer into him. I felt myself being lifted off of the ground causing my legs to automatically wrap around his torso. It seemed like we were kissing for hours but neither of us could stop ourselves before this went farther than it already has.

He finally broke away from the kiss and threw me on the bed. My eyes trailed all over his body as he lifted his shirt over his head, revealing his bulging muscles that were ready to take control of me.

He climbed on the bed and hovered over me, looking me straight in my eyes as he completed every move. Every nerve in my brain was telling me to get up and quickly get out of here but my body was so numb under his touch.

My hands traced lines up and down his chest repeatedly. He reached underneath my shirt and caressed my waist before lifting it up and pulling it off of me. I leaned up a little bit so that he wouldn’t have such a hard time taking it off. He was pretty surprised to see that I didn’t have a bra on but I rarely ever wear a bra in the house.

As he tried to take off my sweats, I grabbed his hands. “W-we can’t do this.” My voice was breathy from all of the heavy breathing that I was doing. 

“You don’t want it?” He spoke so low and sultry and it made me melt with every word that rolled off of his tongue. I couldn’t exactly say no because then, I’d be lying. I wanted it… badly. And the fact that I haven’t been touched or caressed like this in almost two years doesn’t make things any better for me. It’s like my hormones were raging. 

And I only felt like this with him.

I crashed my lips into his once I couldn’t take the stare-down that we were having any longer. His hands cupped my face as he deepened the kiss and put more passion into it. He wanted this as much as I did.

Sometimes I asked myself why I wanted what I couldn’t have. And why him? Out of all people, why him? His kiss made my body feel different; it was a good different. A wonderful different. 

He gripped my left breast and lightly gave it a squeeze before moving down to my waist and forming my curves with his hands. He trailed his fingers over my bellybutton as I bit my lip, anxious at his touch.

My sweats were off within seconds, leaving me left in only my lace panties. He was busting through his basketball shorts and it turned me on knowing how aroused I make him. This isn’t the first time I’ve saw him with a hard on but it’s the first time that he’s ever did something about it.

He rubbed my clit slowly from outside my panties. “Don’t do that…” I moaned out. My mind was saying no but my body had a mind of it’s own at the moment.

He stroked his hard on against my clit making me want him even more if that was possible. He took my panties off with his teeth and I’m absolutely sure that I was soaking wet right about now.

He rose back up to kiss my lips again. Anticipation had been building up between us for months now and our bodies were letting it all loose, regardless of what our minds were telling us to do.

“I want you,” he whispered in my ear as he pushed his length into me gradually. I gasped and my nails immediately found themselves clawing into his forearm.

My eyes shut closed and I bit my lip trying to suppress my moans as he moved in and out of me, making sure he went deeper with each stroke. I couldn’t help but to whimper.

“Fuck.”

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CHAPTER 32: TTWDFL PART 2

Chico

“What the fuck? Are you serious?”

As I listened to her sob uncontrollably, I could tell that she was dead ass serious about what she was telling me. “Why the fuck you ain’t just tell me to come get you, Crystal?!” I slightly yelled but I didn’t really mean to, I was just really upset to the point that I couldn’t even comprehend.

That could have been the last time I ever got to see her. She could have been sold into prostitution and that shit didn’t sit right with me.

I sighed and rubbed my hand over my face, “Look, I’m sorry for yelling at you baby. What did you say was the license plate again?” I asked in a calmer tone so that she could stop crying. She told me the tag number and I wrote it down because I was most definitely gonna be looking for them three bitch ass niggas.

And I know the perfect way to do it too. “Look baby, I’ma call you back in a quick second, I gotta make a call?”

“Marcus, what are you gonna do?” She asked as if she already knew what I was thinking of doing and who I was thinking of calling. And she was right too, I’m glad she knows.

“I’m ‘bout to call August, I’ll call you back afterwards. I love you.” After she said that she loved me too, I hung up the call. I was honestly livid as fuck and wanted to scream to the top of my lungs but I had to act calm while talking to her because I didn’t wanna hurt her feelings or make her feel bad about telling me.

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CHAPTER 31: THE THINGS WE DO FOR LOVE

Chris

I can’t help but to beat myself up for getting that hoe pregnant.

Now I’m not gonna have my kid or anybody to comfort me or satisfy my needs when I need it. Fuck it, I guess this just gives me time to better myself and work on not being stuck on having hoes.

Y’all see where that has gotten me.

I guess finally settling down with someone wouldn’t be to bad but there’s nobody I wanna settle down with. Well, let me rephrase that; there is someone that I wanna settle down with but that’s not getting anywhere anytime soon so why bother trying anymore?

It’s whatever though, I need to focus on myself and what I’m trying to do with my life anyways because I’ve been slippin’ in basketball lately chasing after these no good females.

Coach would probably chew my ass out if I showed up to practice now but he’s not gonna kick me off of the team so I’m not really worried. Plus, I have to go back some time, can’t let a fear of getting yelled at stop me. My mom yells at my ass all the damn time.

I can’t get drunk anymore either.

I’ve got a wild hangover from last night and I can honestly say that this shit doesn’t feel good. My head is damn near splitting, I woke up in the middle of the day, and I can barely keep anything solid down for too long. That shit was a bad idea.

And I don’t even remember much of what happened last night but I do remember threatening Raye, I was sober enough to remember that.

I meant what I said to. I’m not gonna let her off easy just because she apologized and wanted to call my phone crying today; shit doesn’t work like that. You took an innocent life that was mine and yours together when I specifically told you not to because I wanted it and you expect me to forgive you? Nah, fam. You good.

I didn’t wanna be with her after I found out about her and August fucking anyway. The only reason I was gonna stay was because she was carrying my baby and now she’s not, so fuck that bitch.

I need to start listening to my mom more. She obviously didn’t like Kayla and Raye for a damn reason. And as for India, my mom loved her and I did too honestly but my dumb ass let that shit go to waste. Now another nigga swooped in and took her right from under me.

I guess I deserved the shit for what I put her through though. I don’t know, I’m just thinking about so much shit right now. My mind is racing a thousand miles per minute and it’s making my headache so much worse but how could I not think about it when all of this shit went down only yesterday?

This shit is gonna be on my mind for a while and it’s gonna take some time to get over it because I feel like all of this shit is my fault.

If I was a better nigga, I wouldn’t be involved in all this drama. I would have the person that I want and them other bitches wouldn’t mean shit to me but I’m not a good nigga and I know that.

Running my hands over my face, I groaned out in pain. I wish I could stop thinking so damn much. It’s making me wanna pass out. I can’t fall back asleep because the discomfort from the migraine would keep me up.

I got up and dragged my way into the kitchen to look through the fridge for some water. My mom and I were more of a soda and juice kind of people so I was surprised when I found a few bottles of water sitting on the side of the door.

I opened one of them and chugged the entire bottle down in probably fifteen seconds tops. It kind of helped take the edge off. Never thought I’d say that one. I grabbed another bottle from the fridge and closed it before making my way back into the living room to lay down on the couch.

I didn’t feel like watching TV or listening to any music, I just felt like laying there. In all honesty, I wanted to go back to sleep but I knew I wasn’t gonna be able to. I probably had bags the size of damn grapefruits under my eyes.

It was quiet and lonely as fuck now with no one to bother me 24/7 and it was gonna take some time getting used to since I haven’t really been single in a while. And I mean ACTUALLY single.

That shit hasn’t happened since I can remember. The type of single where you don’t fuck with no one or talk to no one or even try to fuck with someone, you just wanna be by yourself with no distractions. That’s where I was at right now.

People disgusted me period at the moment and I just felt like I should stick to my lonesome. My messages have been blowing up all day but I had to turn my phone on silent before I had to throw my phone against a damn wall.

All those vibrations were making my agonizingly painful headache even worse and I wasn’t even sure that was possible. I should probably take some pain killers. It felt like I need ten of those shits.

No more drinking for me anytime soon. I’ll just stick to weed because the most it does is make me fall asleep and lord knows that I’m gonna be needing a lot of that. It wasn’t really hard for me to get it either since I used to practically help run the whole ordeal. 

I wonder what August is doing with the drug dealing game now that he’s got a family on the way. I know damn well that people be looking for his ass. He could always leave but it’s not as easy as it sounds. He would probably have to leave the state for a while to be fully out of it but even then, there’s a slim chance of someone finding out and threatening his family.

Makes me kind of feel sorry for him but then again, he got himself into this mess. By fucking my ex nonetheless. They deserve each other, they’re both some damn snakes and I don’t want anything to do with them.

If we were still friends, his baby would probably be my godson because me and August were the closest out of all four of us. There was nothing anyone could say or do to make us turn again each other. Or so we thought…

Sometimes, I kind of miss having my brother around and fucking shit up with him but things happen for a reason I guess. I’ll just have to make some new friends. The hard part about that is, I don’t know if people wanna genuinely know me for me or for a come up. I don’t need no acting ass niggas in my circle because I’m gonna keep it real.

Oh, and I’m not about to get myself in no more of them situations where a nigga pull up to my house trying to kill me because I’ve been fucking his girl. I’ve had a little taste of that with Raye and I don’t like how that shit feels so I’m not gonna do it to another nigga.

I used to think that shit was funny and gave me clout but shit, everybody gotta grow up some time right? I’m just not trying to have a rerun of all this bullshit.

I sighed because I was thinking about too many things at once. I needed to just chill. After laying there for what seemed like forever, I got up and jogged upstairs to my room. I decided that I didn’t wanna stay in the house all day, mainly because there was nothing to do.

I threw on a simple jumpsuit and some J’s before spritzing on some cologne and going back downstairs. I grabbed my keys but decided to say bye to my mom before I left. I haven’t been around her much lately and I miss her loving presence.

Knocking on her door lightly, I awaited a response but there was none so I opened the door. I looked all around her room until my eyes finally met with her bed, where she was sleeping peacefully. I quietly tiptoed over and planted a kiss on her cheek causing her to roll over in her sleep. I smiled, “I love you ma,” I whispered before leaving.

I made sure to lock the door since she wasn’t awake and walked over to my car. The sun was blinding me today even though it was a little chili and the wind was blowing. Indecisive ass weather, I swear.

There was nothing really special that I had in mind. I guess I’ll just cruise around and hit up whatever looks appealing. Once I pulled up to a red stoplight, I checked my phone. I see I’m gonna have to block Raye’s number because this is beginning to get annoying. Then again, she’d probably just text me off of another number with her crazy ass.

From: Raye 🙅🔪

- Chris plz talk to me.

- I’m sorry Chris. I know you’re there 😞

- Omg ANSWER ME!

- I will literally blow up your phone ALL day. Try me!

- Alright bet. Don’t call me when u need some of this pussy. 😒👌💯

I shook my head in disgust and let out a bitter chuckle. What part of I don’t wanna see you or talk to you again doesn’t she understand? Hell, I don’t even wanna think about her trifling ass but that’s hard considering the situation I’m in.

I heard a honk behind me, making me realize the light had turned green so I stepped on the gas pedal after deleting all of her messages. I wasn’t even gonna entertain her bullshit. I decided to take all of the bullshit out of my life.

I drove around for a while until my stomach growled causing me to rub it gently. Damn, I guess it’s time to make a stop. It was Sunday so I couldn’t get Chick-fil-a and to top it off, I had school tomorrow which I really wasn’t looking forward to.

I’ll probably just skip school tomorrow and go to practice after school or something because I honestly didn’t even wanna talk to anyone. Plus, basketball helps me relieve my stress a bit so I don’t have to drink and go on a killing spree again.

I don’t think I’m ever gonna tell anyone about that. Maybe I could talk to Marcus about it because he always gives good advice but that’s it. I don’t have 100% trust in anyone else anymore. I mean, Nolen’s my nigga too– don’t get me wrong, but for some reason I keep feeling like he would eventually tell August since they still hang out and shit. Shit slips out sometimes, ya know?

So as of now, I’m all by myself and it’s crazy because just last month, I was the shit. Almost everyone– if not everyone– was on my dick and now… I feel empty.

I feel like I lost a big part of me when I lost my child, even if he or she wasn’t born yet. In my head, I was thinking of all these scenarios where I’m a daddy, looking down at my little boy/girl just smiling. And even though I was only thinking about smiling when those scenarios played out, a huge grin couldn’t help but to creep on my face.

Even if the baby wasn’t with who I wanted it to be with, I still wanted it. But now I don’t have to be stuck with that hoe anymore. I can be done with her for good. For real this time.

No more Raye. No more Kayla.

I’m done with these bitches that can’t do shit for me but suck and ride my dick. And it’s sad that it took me losing my seed for me to realize that but hey, what can ya do? I’m a hard headed motherfucka’ and I own it.

Jordan

I laughed, “Remember when we used to pretend that we were like robots and see who would stay still the longest?”

“Yeah, and I always won because your hyper ass couldn’t stay still. Those massages that I got as a reward felt like damn near heaven.”

I waved her off, “Whatever. I let you win.”

She laughed and mushed me causing me to chuckle along with her. Her laugh was so cute and her smile was too gorgeous not to admire. She probably thinks I’m weird for staring at her all of the time but I can’t even help myself half the time.

“You’re so beautiful.” I unwillingly muttered out. 

She shrugged her shoulders in response. “Eh, I’m alright.”

I waved her off and shook my head in disbelief that she would even say that. “The lies you tell.” She giggled lightly then turned her attention to Crystal who came out of the closet fully dressed. Not in anything too fancy though, it was casual.

“And where do you think you’re going?” India interrogated while raising an eyebrow at her. Crystal smirked in response and walked into the restroom before fluffing her hair. 

“Marcus is going to see his dad today,” she said without glancing away from the mirror once. Her hair was honestly big enough, she wasn’t making much of a difference to it.

India’s face softened, “Oh, you’re going with him?” Crystal responded back with a ‘no’ and walked out of the bathroom after shutting off the light. India looked at me with a ‘what the fuck’ expression as Crystal walked out of the room.

“Don’t look at me, I’m just as confused as you are.” I told her causing her to giggle and shake it off. She slowly crawled close to me and bit my nose causing me to mush her playfully and hold it.

She started laughing and I just looked at her with a smile on my face. “Girl, you ain’t no dog.” I never should have said that because she started panting like a dog and getting on her back and rolling around. I took out my phone and quickly snapped a cute little picture of her.

“That’s why I’m posting this!”

She stopped immediately and tried to come at me but I held my phone up above both of our heads so that she couldn’t reach. “Let me see!!!” She whined.

“I will after I post it.”

She pouted but eventually stopped trying once I said that because lord knows her short ass isn’t gonna reach this phone. I went to my instagram app and did exactly what I said I was gonna do. It seems that now I have more pictures of her than I have of me. But it doesn’t bother me much, she’s too beautiful not to show off.

@theylovejordan_: when yo girlfriend childish af 👶😘😂

I laughed as likes flooded in, as always when I posted pictures of her. She be getting more likes than me sometimes. I’m slick jealous but that’s my baby girl so it doesn’t really matter.

“Babe, let me see the picture,” she said as she sat next to me to view the most. I showed her and she looked at it for a while before shrugging it off. I guess it wasn’t that bad of a picture then since she’s letting me keep it up.

“You know I’m gonna get you back,” she said as she smirked at me. I shrugged, basically challenging her. She stuck her tongue out at me causing me to chuckle and just stare at her.

“What?” She said as her cheeks flushed a rosy red and she started making this adorable ass face. I don’t know why she gets nervous when I stare at her, she knows she’s beautiful.

“I wanna marry you.” I said unwillingly. Her eyes widened and she had gotten even more red than before. She got closer to me and held my hand.

“A-Are you serious?” She asked causing me to nod in response. I really didn’t mean to say that aloud but I was thinking it and I guess my brain felt like that was the right thing to say right now. She smiled and wrapped her arms around me, embracing me in a tight hug.

I seriously meant that shit too. Right now, I couldn’t even imagine being with any other female except her. And lord knows how much I love this girl, I’d do anything for her. And that’s a fact.

She planted a bunch of kisses all over my face causing me to chuckle and catch her kisses with my lips because they need love too.

“I love you baby girl.”

She smiled and bit my nose again, “I love you too baby buns.” I rolled my eyes at that sweet ass nickname but I’ll get over it and get used to it I guess. “I’m about to call Crystal babe.” She told me causing me to nod and lay back on her bed, watching Madea Goes to Jail.

Life couldn’t be better.

August

Her baby bump was growing.

It was so beautiful that I get to watch as my seed grows in her stomach. My baby is gonna be the most precious thing in the world to me. I might seem like a soft nigga but who cares? My little boy or girl is gonna be spoiled as fuck and can’t nobody tell me shit. I was excited yet anxious at the same time.

It’s not as easy as people make it out to be to make it out of the drug dealing game. But then again, there are a plethora of niggas that would love to have my spot so maybe I could just hand it to them and they kill each other over it instead of me.

I don’t know, I hate thinking about it.

What if somebody really does come for me and my baby grows up without a father? Or worse. They come after my family and I grow old without them. In that case, I just might end up dead too because ain’t nobody about to kill either one of them and get away with it. Best believe, I’m coming for they ass. 

Kayla gave me an endearing smile and I kissed and caressed her bulging tummy repeatedly. For some reason, I can’t wait until her belly gets bigger. She’d be the most gorgeous pregnant person in the world in my eyes.

“I don’t think I’m gonna gain much weight during this pregnancy,” she informed me with her eyebrows furrowed together. I didn’t know if that was a bad thing or a good thing for her, so I just didn’t say any in response.

“Have ya thought of any names?” I asked while breaking my trance on her stomach and looking up at her face. 

She thought for a moment, “I don’t even know what the gender is yet. I was gonna start thinking about names when I found out.”

“If it’s a boy, I want his name ta be August like meh so I can call ‘em Lil’ Aug.” I said as a look of excitement washed over my face. She giggled at my reasoning for wanting that name but smiled at me and cupped my face in her hand.

“Hm… an August Jr?”

“Yup. And if it’s a girl, her name’s gon’ be Augusta.”

She cackled loudly in response while I look at her with a hard, serious expression on my face. Once she realized I wasn’t laughing along with her, she look at me with worry but she still seemed amused by what I said.

“Aug, baby, that name is soooo ugly.” She started laughing again but this time I laughed along with her because she was right. What nigga gonna wanna date a girl whose named after a city in Georgia? Then again, maybe I should really name her Augusta.

I shook my head, “Nah, her name gon’ be Paul or Martin a’sum.”

“August, why in the hell would you wanna name our daughter that?”

“What nigga you know gon’ wanna date a guh named Paul?” I waited for her response for about two seconds before saying, “Exactly.” My baby girl ain’t dating until she’s damn near 50 or I’m dead.

She rolled her eyes at me playfully and mushed my shoulder. She thinks I’m playing but I’m so serious. I will kill niggas. I’ve done it before over drugs so I’ll definitely do it again over my baby girl. I wish a nigga would break her heart. I’m breaking their face, rib cage, and dick. With no kind of remorse.

But I’m not gonna get into all that.

“Now you know that if we have a girl, she’s gonna be beautiful regardless of whether her name is Paul or not. So I think people would take that chance.” Kayla said causing me to smack my lips and wave her off. I ain’t try’na here all that.

Kissing her stomach multiple times, I caressed her waist and said “I love you” through each kiss. I wasn’t just saying that I love the baby but Kayla too.

I heard a knock on my front door and checked the time. I wasn’t expecting anyone so I got my pistol loaded just in case some niggas was gonna be bold and come to my house with some bullshit.

Once I made my way to my front door, I gripped my gun tight and took a look through the peep hole. I rolled my eyes and shook my head at me being so damn paranoid. This nigga.

I opened the door and Nolen automatically barged in with Terrae heavy on his hip, screaming, “CONGRATULATIONS BITCH!”

“Aye, don’t be fuckin’ cussin’ when my babeh in the otha’ room cunt.” I said as I locked the door causing him to smile. Me and him always joked like that, my mom always said we need to stop being so mean to each other but if we ain’t call each other names all the time, it would be no fun.

“Wassup Terrae?” I greeted her causing her to finally look away from Nolen and fix her gaze on me.

She gave me a small smile, “Hey August. Congratulations.” She sounded genuinely happy for me but I know what India probably told her so I’m not sure how she was feeling about me at the moment. It really didn’t matter to me but that’s my bro’s girlfriend so I guess it’s kind of important.

“Thanks. I appreciate it.”

Nolen stepped in and put his arm across her chest all territorial like, “Aye nigga, stop hittin’ on my girl when yours in the other room with a mini-Aug in her stomach.”

I waved his retarded ass off. Looking in his hand, I spotted a bottle. I know this nigga is not trying to get me to drink. Behind the bottle, I noticed two cigarillo wrappers. This nigga brought weed too? He’s just trying to tempt me tonight huh?

He came close but far enough so that he wasn’t all in my personal space and whispered loudly, “Party for two nigga, the girls can be in the room talking ‘bout they feelings and shit.” He laughed as Terrae playfully punched him in the shoulder.

“Who said I didn’t wanna party?” She pouted.

“Sorry but Kayla can’t smoke or drink and somebody’s gotta keep her company,” Nolen patted her shoulder, revealing to her that she was that ‘somebody’ that had to keep Kayla company while we were getting high and drunk. “Plus, somebody’s gotta be the designated driver soooo you’re gonna have to take this L babe.” He put his arms around her and sighed.

She rolled her eyes at him and crossed her arms but you could tell she wasn’t serious at all. Who can even be serious with a fool like Nolen anyway?

“Aw. gimme kiss.” He puckered his lips up for a kiss but instead got a mush to the face causing me to laugh. They got issues. But I’m starting to feel like a third wheel so I went back to my room and they took the hint and followed behind.

“Who was that baby?” I heard Kayla ask as I stepped in the room. Her question was soon answered when Nolen and Terrae appeared hand in hand. “Oh, hey Nolen! And hey…” She didn’t sound too happy when greeting Terrae but it was awkward for me too.

I laid next to her and spoke in a low tone, “Babe, I’ma need ya to play nice becuh y’all gon’ be spendin’ some time together while me and Nolen catch up.”

Her neck almost snapped in response and her eyes got wider by the second. “August! I don’t know what to talk about with that girl. She’s India’s best friend and you know I hate that bitch. She probably told her all kinds of fake shit about me and I swear to God, I’ll be a pregnant bitch fighting.”

“Chill. It’s not e’en that deep,” I assured her, “it’s only gon’ be for ‘bout an hour. If y’all can’t find nothin’ to talk ‘bout just put on somethin’ y’all both like and watch TV.”

She rolled her eyes and let out an exaggerated sigh but I knew she was gonna say yes anyway. “Fine. But I better get some bomb ass head after this.”

I bit my lip at her kinky ass, “Will do baby.” Just thinking about it was causing my dick to stand up so I had to clear my mind because that would be weird with Nolen and Terrae here. Especially since I’m gonna be chilling with him and no girls are around.

Getting up, I walked over to them and I guess they were both waiting for my answer. I nodded because I didn’t really know what to say. Nolen put both of his arms on Terrae’s shoulders, “Baby, be good okay?”

She let out a huff and slightly pouted before saying, “Fine.” I guess neither one of them wanted to be in that situation but were willing to do it for our sake.

We finally left them alone and made our way out to the living room. I hope everything goes well with them and shit doesn’t end up bad because that would fuck up what’s about to be a good ass night.

***

The wind blew on my face as I let the smoke invade my lungs before blowing it out of my nose. Passing the blunt to Nolen, I asked, “Aye bruh. Ya know how to blow O’s?”

“Do I?” He replied as if he was offended by me even asking that and putting the blunt to his lips to inhale. I busted out laughing as this nigga started blowing these ugly ass O’s that looks more like faint six-pointed stars than anything. He side-eyed me, giving me a mean mug.

“Whatever nigga, I bet you couldn’t do any better.”

I waved his angry ass off and looked at the sky. Shit seemed pitch black tonight except for one star that gleamed brighter than the city lights ahead. The sky kind of reminded me of myself in a way. I got this pitch black heart and never really let a female in my life. But Kayla, man, she’s that one star that actually got through. It’s mad corny but whatever.

“Damn nigga, what you over there thinkin’ about?” He asked, breaking me out of my thoughts. I didn’t even realize that he was trying to pass me the blunt.

I looked at him and took it before replying with, “Yo mama nigga.”

“Now when I tell her and she beat yo ass, don’t be mad at me.” He pointed his finger at me causing me to chuckle and cough at the same time from the smoke.

“That guh know I love her, she ain’t gon’ beat meh.” His mom really did love me though, there was no flex about that but the beating me part was another story. She’ll set my ass straight quick, fast, and in a hurry with no hesitation at all. But I still love her like she was my second mom.

I was surprised that all of my thoughts were still collected even though alcohol and weed was running through my veins. It would probably hit me when I start moving around more or something. Nolen didn’t seem that fucked up either.

We had finished the blunt and decided to go back inside to see what the girls were doing. I looked at my phone and we had been out there a little over an hour, maybe about an hour and a half.

Once we were inside we kind of both stood there. We didn’t hear any screaming or arguing so hopefully that’s a good thing. As we made our way closer and closer to my room we heard talking and giggling. We both looked at each other with a knowing expression on our face. They was all pouting and shit about having to spend time together but now they all buddy buddy.

We both put our ears to the door to hear what they were talking about without them knowing but that was a complete fail because as soon as the pressure from our faces was applied to the door, it burst open causing us to stumble on the floor. 

We couldn’t do shit but laugh.

Crystal

I laughed into the phone, “No India, I’m not gonna go skinny dipping with you and Jordan with y’all nasty asses.”

“Aw, you’re no fun!” She grumbled causing me to wave her off although she couldn’t see me. She took it upon herself to call me since I was walking to the store to get pads. I didn’t want to bother Marcus and ask him for a ride because he was visiting his father in the hospital so I just didn’t tell him I was going anywhere because if I did, he would flip.

But after what happened to India, I can’t blame him. He’s just super protective over me which I think is insanely attractive so that’s good too. But I didn’t want him to worry about me so much because I know if I would have told him that I was walking to the store, he would have left the hospital and I didn’t want to come in between him and his dad spending time alone together for the first time in years.

His dad really seems nice. I don’t know everything that happened in the past but he’s seemed to have gotten his life together now. And it’s good that he’s spending time with Marcus before he passes because lord knows how devastated Marcus would be if he suddenly got a call out of nowhere that his father was dead with no type of closure or anything. I couldn’t even imagine.

“Hey look, I’m about to go into the store, I’ll call you when I get out.” I told her causing her to huff but continue to tell me that she loves me and will talk to me in a few. Once we hung up on each other, the automatic sliding glass doors opened I walked into the store.

I didn’t really need a cart so I didn’t bother to get one. I went straight to the area where all of the pads and things are and looked over everything. I didn’t have that much money on me so I was searching for something that would last me until my period is over.

I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going and I accidentally bumped into this dude. He was wearing a hoodie and turned around once I said, “I’m so sorry.”

I was waiting for him to say it’s okay or something but he just stared at me and I was starting to feel kind of awkward so I just smiled and tried to walked around him. I felt a hand wrap around my wrist causing me to jump and turn back around to face him. Most of his face was covered but I could make out some facial features.

“You know, you’re really beautiful.” I nodded and tried to plaster a calm look on my face. He didn’t sound nearly as creepy as he looked but now I’m a little jumpy.

“U-um, thank you.”

He nodded. I was about to walk away but he grabbed my wrist tighter making me turn and face him again. “You know you can make a lot of money with a pretty face like that.” I didn’t know what he meant by that but it didn’t exactly sound good so I wiggled my wrist out of his grip and stepped back.

“T-Thank you.” I finally was able to walk away without being grabbed again. After I had traveled down the rest of the aisle, I looked back and he was gone. Covering my chest, I sighed in relief as I tried to get myself to stop heaving. 

I just needed to get what I came here for and leave as soon as possible. I picked out a small pack of pads and also got some wipes before looking around for a cash register line that wasn’t too long.

I decided that self-checkout was gonna be the best choice since I really only had two items and didn’t need to wait in these long ass lines for them to be checked out.

I called India again and she answered right away. “Helloooo?”

“Yeah, I’m about to pay for my stuff,” I giggled and tucked the phone between my shoulder and my cheek.

I got to an empty self-checkout register and swiped my things before paying for it with cash and taking my receipt. I looked around cautiously and finally started to make my way out of the store. This was gonna be a long ass walk home.

Once I was outside, I turned the corner and started in the direction towards my house. 

I stopped once I felt icy cold metal on my back and a hand wrapped tightly around my arm. “You scream and I swear to God I’ll blow your intestines out of your body.” I swear I started to shake like I was cold. I don’t even think I could scream if I were able to because I was frozen in my tracks. “Come with me.”

He tugged me in the opposite direction of my house while the gun but still at my side but at an angle to where no one could see. I hadn’t hung up on India so I was hoping and praying that she was hearing all of this and didn’t hang up on me earlier since I wasn’t saying anything.

I finally was able to say something, “Please, don’t do this. You can take everything I have–”

“Shut up,” he gritted in my ear and squeezed my arm tighter. I felt tears form in the corners of my eyes as we approached a big white van. He hit the back of the van twice and someone opened it from the inside. I tried to look around to see if anyone was witnessing this but he threw me in too fast and slammed the trunk door shut.

I looked around but there was nothing to see. Quickly searching in the plastic bags for my phone, I found it and was about to check if India was still on the phone but I heard a gun click behind me.

It was pressed to the back of my skull, “Don’t even think about it bitch.” The dude that opened it from the inside held out his hand and I hesitated before putting my phone there causing him to snatch it from me and throw it to the guys in the front.

The gun was put back in the holster on his hip causing me to back up on the other side of the van. I didn’t know where we were going and I was extremely scared.

“FUCK!” I heard one of them yell out which made me jump as tears fell down my face. I sniffled and the dude that was in the trunk with me looked away from them and at me.

“Aw,” he cooed as he inched closer to me and wiped one of my tears, “Are you scared?” He asked me but I just stared at him. I wasn’t going to admit to him that I’m terrified out of my mind. “Well you should be,” he grinned evilly.

The van stopped short causing him to fall on me which I guessed pissed him off. “What the fuck?!” He yelled to the dudes upfront who just waved him off. I guess he usually has a short temper. I was just trying to get good looks at all of their faces.

“Relax nigga, we need gas. Stay with her.” The one who I saw in the store told him as him and the driver got out of the van.

I looked at the dude who sat on the other side of the trunk. “What do you guys want with me?”

“You ever heard of sex trafficking?” He chuckled bitterly. I immediately felt disgusted. I got an idea and inched closer to him.

“Well what can I do for you to make you have a change of heart?” I gently rubbed the inside of his thigh causing him to bite his lip and cup my face. He put his face close to mine and it seemed like he wanted to kiss me.

“You must think I’m stupid,” he whispered in my ear, “you already saw our faces.” He kissed my ear and shoved me away from him.

I came up on him again, “I wouldn’t say a word… I swear.” This time I actually started to caress his dick and I literally wanted to throw up in my mouth. He put his hand over mine and started to make me rub it harder and quicker as I felt his hard on raise.

While he was breathing heavily, I whispered seductively in his ear, “You like that?” As I slowly and carefully reached for his gun. I kept talking dirty in his ear and rubbing his dick so he hopefully doesn’t notice.

Once I got a hold of it, I snatched it out of his holster and quickly hit him over the head with it causing his entire body to go limp and fall on the floor of the van. I rapidly started to kick the trunk open and within a few kicks, it was busted open.

I got out and looked around to make sure the other two were still inside. Getting a look at their license plate, I memorized it and ran as fast as I could. I still had the gun and I needed to get rid of it so once I got to a lake, I threw it as hard as I could. Then I ran.

I ran and I didn’t stop. Not once.

I ran like they were still behind me, chasing me when really I knew I had lost them. But I couldn’t stop. I wouldn’t stop. My body won’t let me.

So I just kept running.

[fatal-addictionff]

CHAPTER 30

Raye

I’ve been sitting here for hours.

I swear if I ever get into this situation again, I’m scheduling a damn appointment first. I know better now!

It’s amazing how many people even come to the damn clinic. Luckily my dad didn’t have to work today so he was able to watch my mom while I came here because I don’t know what excuse I could have made up with Chris.

It’s Saturday though so I should have expected a lot of people to be here but I need to get this done and I can’t do it any other time of the week so I’ll just have to wait.

I played on my phone and texted Chris a bit. He asked how my mom was so I told him she was doing better. Then he started talking about how he was gonna fuck my shit up when I got home which turned me on to the fullest.

I don’t think I’m gonna tell him about the abortion right away though. I don’t want him to overreact so I’m gonna give it time.

He stopped texting back quickly like he usually does a few minutes ago but I didn’t pay it no mind because they FINALLY called my name.

“Raye Boyce!” This tiny nurse called out causing me to get my things together and follow her. We walked for a little while until she led me into this room before saying, “The doctor will be right with you.”

Great. More waiting.

Luckily, I didn’t have to wait so long this time for the doctor to come in. She greeted me with a warm smile and shook my hand. I gotta give it to her though, she was really pretty.

“Hi Ms. Boyce, my name is Dr. Fredericks. I’ll be caring for you today.” She sat down and opened up the folder that was in her hands.

After she read over a few things, she looked up at me, “Alright Ms. Boyce, first–”

“You can call me Raye.”

She flashed a quick smile, “Okay Raye. First off, we must discuss your options. This would be an in-clinic abortion but there is an abortion pill. Also, have you considered putting your child up for adoption instead of following with this procedure?”

I honestly haven’t thought of that but I hear that many people can’t seem to put their child up for adoption once they see the baby’s face and I wouldn’t wanna take that chance.

“I wouldn’t want to do adoption. I couldn’t.”

She nodded, “Okay and have you ever had an abortion before or any type of serious procedure done?”

“No, this is my first time.” I answered.

She closed the folder, “Okay, what we’re gonna do is run a few tests. We need a blood test to make sure the procedure will be done right with minimal risks.”

I nodded and rolled up my sleeve. She left out of the room, I’m guessing to go get the things she needed to take my blood. Ugh, I hate needles.

I waited patiently and checked my phone every now and then to see if Chris texted me back. He must be busy or something because… no response. He’s probably fooling around with his boys or something, I don’t know.

Hearing the door open, I slightly jumped because it broke me out of my thoughts. I chuckled and held my hand over my chest. “You scared me,” I told her slightly breathy.

“I’m sorry,” she laughed out. She placed the needles down causing me to stare at the them. I quickly looked away to take my mind off of it.

“Do you have any children?” I asked out of pure curiosity. She stopped what she’s doing and looked at me. Shaking her head for some reason, she continued to make her way over to me and grab my arm before cleaning it with alcohol.

As she got the needle ready, she replied, “Yes… I do.”

I nodded as I felt the needle go into my skin. Looking down, I saw my blood squirting into a little tube. It was kind of fascinating in a way.

“So how does it feel to have children and do what you do?” She looked at me uneasily and pulled the needle out of my vein after applying pressure to it with a cotton ball.

She put the bandaid over the cotton ball and told me I could put down my sleeve before taking everything back to the plastic trey she carried it in on.

Before she left she turned around and looked at me, “It’s hard… Knowing that I’m taking away from other people what the greatest blessings to me are. It’s ironic. But this is where all my years of college landed me and it puts a roof over my babies’ heads. That’s all I can ask for.”

Before I could respond, she had left the room for me to be by myself again. 

I started thinking about what she said. She called them the ‘greatest blessings’ but maybe it’ll be different for me than it is for here. It’ll be harder for me. I don’t plan on doing eight years of college to get my doctorates like she did.

It’s just different.

Lord knows Chris would kill me if he knew where I was right now. I feel like I’m betraying him but at the same time, I’m the one that has to deal with everything. He literally doesn’t have to do anything. He can just decide one day that he wants to leave and go. I can’t.

I’m not ready for this and neither is he so I’m making this decision on my own.

I kept thinking about it for what felt like three hours until the doctor walked in again. “Alright, your blood type is fine for the procedure. Please sit up here.” She pointed to an elevated cushioned seat next to a really big machine.

She sat down on the small rolling chair next to it and pressed some buttons on the machine.

“Okay Raye. What I’m doing now is an ultrasound. Just to see how far along you are and other things of that nature to cause minimal risks to you.”

I nodded my head in understanding.

“Lift up your shirt please,” she said reaching in a drawer under where I was sitting. I did as I was told and laid back down. She brought out a towel and this clear looking thing. 

“May I ask you to unbutton your pants?” I nodded even though the way she asked was weird. She stuck the towel in the lining of the waistband of my pants and grabbed the clear paste thing. “This is going to be a bit cold but it’ll be fine.”

She rubbed some type of jelly-like substance on my lower abdomen area and when I tell you that shit was freezing cold! I kind of shivered a bit but I got used to it pretty quickly.

She rubbed around this weird looking thing on my stomach and then on a monitor above her, I saw a little shape. I smiled a little bit when I saw it then shook my head and sighed. I was determined to do this.

She looked at it for a while and it was awkward because I was trying so hard not to look at the screen. I know if I did, I might change my mind about this and that’s not what I wanted to happen.

So instead I asked, “Can you take pictures?”

She looked at me confused, “You want pictures of your ultrasound?” I nodded my head yes in response. She looked like she was trying to figure out why for a moment but she just shrugged her shoulders and nodded. “I’ll give those to you when everything is over.”

“Thank you.”

She took the weird looking thing off of my stomach before cleaning it and putting it away. Taking the towel from my pants, she wiped away all the jelly and told me that I could put my shirt down.

Finally, the torture was over. I put it down in relief.

She walked over to the desk near the door and grabbed the folder she was looking at earlier.

“I have some papers here that I need you to read thoroughly and sign so we can get started with the procedure. I’ll be back in fifteen minutes. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask and I will get your pictures for you.”

I nodded, “Okay, thank you.”

As she walked out, I looked at the huge packet in my hands. I really didn’t feel like reading all of this. Maybe I could just skim through it.

I did just that. Skimmed through the pages to get a general idea of what each page was talking about and signed wherever I need to.

Before I knew it, Dr. Fredericks was back with a welcoming smile. “Are you finished?”

“Um… yeah,” I replied before signing the last page. I closed the pen I was using and handed both that and the packet to her.

“Great. Would you like sedation before this procedure starts?”

I shook my head, “U-um, no. I have no one to drive me back home.” She nodded in understanding and walked out.

I started fidgeting with my fingers as I grew more and more nervous by the second. “I can do this” I kept telling myself in order to pull through the anxiety that was taking over my nerves.

She walked back in without the packet of paper in her hands, but instead with two other nurses.

“Alright Ms. Boyce– I mean, Raye. Please lay back and relax. This is Nurse Trudy and Nurse Lynn,” she introduced them as I nodded and flashed them an uneasy smile.

Nurse Lynn came to my right side, “You can hold my hand if you feel any pain during the procedure.”

That did nothing but make me even more nervous than I was before. The other nurse said that I needed to take off my pants and underwear in the bathroom on the other side of the room if I liked. But they’re gonna see my vagina anyway so what’s the point?

I just took them off there and Dr. Fredericks put it on the desk behind her. I climbed back onto the place where I was supposed to lay and sat back.

“Before we start, you must know that you will probably have to schedule a follow up appointment two to four weeks from now and you may take a shower as soon as you like but you absolutely cannot take a bath where you sit in the water, douche, or use any medicines in or near your vaginal area. I will also give you a telephone number you can call at any time if you have any complications. Once the procedure is finished, it is highly recommended that you rest in the recovery area for an hour or two. Do you have any questions?”

I shook my head no because I couldn’t manage to form the word quick enough to speak. Before anything even started, I quickly grabbed Nurse Lynn’s hand causing her to place her other one on top of mine. They were really warm and soft and that’s what I needed to at least comfort me a little bit.

“We’re about to start the procedure Ms. Boyce.”

I let out a long exaggerated sigh before closing my eyes and counting to one hundred.

***

I walked out of the clinic slowly while I held my hand over my stomach. I’m gonna need a few pain killers after this shit. It was close to being night time already.

I basically limped my way to my car. I was planning to just go home to Chris so he could comfort me and rub my stomach. I’ll just tell him my period came early or something and that I’m cramping really bad.

Once I was in the car, I pulled out my phone and immediately dialed his number. It rung and rung and rung but there was no answer so I figured he wasn’t close to his phone.

He’ll call me back when he sees the notification. I pulled off in the direction of his house and tried not to think about the pain I was feeling. I looked over on the passenger’s seat because I put the pictures from my ultrasound there. 

I don’t know if I was weird or what because it was barely something to look at since I wasn’t that far along. But I wanted them anyway.

I looked away and focused on the road before I felt a tear stream down my face. Ugh, why the fuck am I crying? I wanted this. I wiped it away and tried not to think about it much. There was nothing to think about anymore.

I finally pulled up to Chris’s house and grabbed the ultrasound pictures before folding them and placing them in my jacket pocket. I didn’t want him to see it because he would ask why I went without him and I don’t have time to make up some huge lie to hide what I actually went to do.

I walked up to his door. I knew that since he wasn’t near his phone, he wasn’t going to come answer the door and I didn’t feel like standing outside so I got the spare key that was at the back of the house and opened the door.

I looked around to see if his mom was home. I don’t think she would like me just walking in without Chris by my side and I sure as hell don’t feel like hearing her mouth. All I want to do is go lay down.

I locked the door and placed the spare key on the table beside the door. Making my way upstairs to Chris’s room slowly, I gripped my stomach hoping that it would ease some of my pain but it was no use. I’ll just ask Chris to get me some pain killers and a bottle of water.

Once I was fully up the stairs, I walked to his door and opened it. I swear it was like all of my pain just went away when I saw him.

Oh hell no.

Kayla

“Chrisssss! Fuck, don’t do that!” I moaned out but it was no use telling him that because it only made him continue to hit that spot.

I looked up at him with pleading eyes causing him to bite his lip and work harder for my orgasm. This nigga must be trying to kill me. We already went like three rounds, I can’t keep cumming like this.

“Fuck!” I moaned out and closed my eyes tight while I gripped the sheets. I can’t take this shit, he’s doing something to my body. We’ve been at it for hours. “I’m about to cum!” I yelled.

He groaned and started fucking me harder causing my moans to get louder as my juiced leaked out all over the bed. 

But did he stop there? No.

He needed to get his second nut and that’s exactly what he was going to do. Not too long afterwards, he pulled out and let out a grunt as I felt warm liquid trickle onto the skin of my butt.

I tried to catch my breath as I just laid there. A few seconds later, I got up to wipe his “kids” off of me.

Making my way back to the bed, I laid next to him and cuddled up. We were still all sweaty but who cares?

“So when is your girlfriend coming back?” I asked him causing him to check the time. I know he saw all them damn notifications on his phone because I did but instead of checking them like usual, he locked his phone back up.

“She doesn’t come until late.” His eyes were really low and although I was looking at him, he seemed to be more interested in the blank wall in front of us.

“Chris…”

For the first time, he turned his head towards me and actually looked at me. “What’s up?”

I didn’t know how else to say what I was going to say. I didn’t want him to be upset.

“We can’t do this anymore.”

He scrunched up his face, “What ‘chu mean?”

“This,” I said as I gestured all around me and him, “Us. We can’t– we can’t be fucking around anymore. I feel so guilty for what I’m doing to August.”

He smacked his lips and removed his arm from around my shoulder.

“Please don’t be mad,” I pleaded. “You know I’m always gonna love you and be here for you. And I’m so thankful for you stepping in to comfort me while I was hurt–”

“Yeah, and you’re just gonna go right back to that unfaithful nigga?!” He said a slightly below a yelling voice.

I scoffed, “Why are you speaking like you’re any better? If I can recall, you cheated on me multiple times while we were together. It was as if you were already single before we even broke up.”

“Yeah and that was in the past–”

“Look what we’re doing now Chris. THIS is not in the past, this is right now. You’re doing the same thing to her as you were doing to me and I’m disgusted with myself because I’m the one you’re doing it with. So like I said before, we can’t do this fucking like there’s nobody else getting hurt. We’re only hurting ourselves and the people we’re with.”

He chuckled lowly, “I bet August wasn’t thinking like that when he fucked your little stripper friend, now was he?”

I can’t believe he would hit me below the belt like that. He knows how I feel about that entire situation. All of a sudden I got this big lump in my throat and it felt like I was about to cry a boatload of tears. Fucking asshole.

Just as I was about to fix myself up to say something, Chris’s bedroom door swung open. Thinking it was his mom, I quickly reached for covers so I can cover up my nude body and maybe hide my face while I’m at it.

But it was too late. She already saw me and she wasn’t his mom.

There she was. His girlfriend stood there with a surprised expression on her face for what seemed like forever. No one said anything and no one moved. 

Once I got a good look at her, she looked familiar but then again, she was Chris’s girlfriend so of course I’ve seen her around and saw pictures of them together on instagram and such. I bet she makes him post those because he never did that with me and we were together much longer.

The silence was finally broken by her cold words, “How long have you been laying up with this hoe?”

I wanted to say something back but I couldn’t. I was the one caught laid up in the bed with her nigga. At least I didn’t actually catch August in the act, I was just told about it.

He didn’t respond and I guess that caused her to get even more pissed off.

“ANSWER ME CHRIS OR I SWEAR TO GOD–”

“About a month,” he replied with his head held high. He was acting like this shit wasn’t even a big deal. He didn’t speak like it was and his demeanor was regular.

“You?” She looked at me in confusion and disgust before barging at me but Chris held her back. 

That was my cue.

I got off of the bed and quickly got my things together. While she yelled and screamed for Chris to let her go, I swiftly put all of my clothes back on and grabbed all of my belongings, making sure I didn’t leave anything behind that I needed to come back for.

“Chris, I swear you better let me go because I’m about to fuck this hoe up!”

“You can’t,” he said in more of a yelling tone, “Both of y’all are pregnant. Y’all don’t need to be fighting.”

I looked at him with wide eyes. She’s pregnant? I mentally slapped myself multiple times. If he would have told me that, I would have never did anything with him.

“No Chris. SHE’S pregnant,” she replied pointing at me but looking at Chris. His faced scrunched up in confusion but then he had a look like he figured something out.

“… What’s that’s supposed to mean?”

She took something from out her jacket pocket and flung it at his face causing it to hit him and then hit the ground. He slowly picked it up and opened it. I know the sight of that all too well… they were ultrasound pictures.

He looked down at the pictures, then up at her, “You went without me? I thought you were taking care of your mom!” His voice boomed with anger because I guess he wanted to be there to see the baby.

“I guess we were both deceiving each other today because those ultrasound pictures weren’t the only thing I got.” She folded her arms across her chest.

“I know you’re not talking about…”

She nodded yes, I guess answering his question. I didn’t even know what the fuck was going on but they were blocking the doorway so I guess I had to stay and listen.

Chris’s nostrils flared as he dropped the pictures and balled up his fist. He quickly raised his hand to her causing me to jump in and push him back before he could punch her.

“YOU FUCKING BITCH!! HOW COULD YOU?!” He screamed to the top of his lungs as I tried my best to hold him back.

“Look what the fuck you were doing behind my back. Now I’m definitely glad I did. I was starting to regret it because I started thinking about how you would feel but fuck you and your punk ass feelings.”

Chris charged at her again but I pushed him back with all my might. “Chris don’t do this. You’re gonna go to jail.”

“MAN, FUCK JAIL. THIS BITCH JUST KILLED MY BABY!!”

I looked back at her with wide eyes. She actually went through with an abortion? I couldn’t even work up the nerve to get myself out of the waiting room, much less go through with it.

“Please Chris,” she held up her hand, “save that shit because you obviously didn’t care enough about your little baby to stop fucking around with these thots. I can’t believe you would downgrade like that.”

If I wasn’t holding Chris back, I would smack the shit out of her because I’m no where near ugly. But if I let him go now he might catch a murder charge.

“Fuck it, I’m getting my shit. I’m glad I got the damn abortion, I don’t want nothing to remind me of you anyway.” She said as she looked around to get her stuff I’m guessing.

That set him off, “LET ME THE FUCK GO KAYLA BECAUSE I’M ‘BOUT TO KILL THIS BITCH!!”

“Yeah, let him go and have my blood on your hands Kayla. Besides, the whole reason this is happening is because of you.” She said to me causing me to look down at the ground so I wouldn’t have to look at her. I felt so ashamed of myself. “If you would have never opened your legs to a nigga that’s not yours, we wouldn’t be here right now. Especially when you got a nigga of your own.” She smirked at me.

My eyes widened, “Please don’t tell August! Please! It would crush him.”

“Oh, I’m sure you didn’t care about that when you was bouncing up and down on Chris’s dick. For an entire month by the way!”

A tear fell down my cheek, “Please.” I said as my voice cracked.

She looked at me disgusted, “Save your tears. I have no pity for them.” She continued to get her stuff and my heart started beating quickly thinking about what would happen if August ever found out about Chris and I’s affair.

He would never forgive me.

He wouldn’t want anything to do with me or our baby. 

Once Chris finally settled down a little, I was able to let him go but I could tell that he was still really pissed off. His veins were about to pop, his teeth were about to start crumbling from the amount of pressure that they were being put under, and his nails were about to make deep holes in his palms.

This was side of Chris that I’ve never seen out of the entire three years that I’ve known him. I was truly scared for her life.

She came tumbling out of the bathroom with a bag full of things inside. She looked at both of us with pure loathing and shook her head.

“That better be only yo shit you taking too,” Chris said to her through clenched teeth. She didn’t respond, she just continued to get her things from all around his room. Damn, it was like she lived here.

Once she was close enough, I pleaded barely above a whisper, “I’m begging you. Please don’t tell August.”

“You and August deserve each damn other. Y’all both disgust me and y’all both have a great way of showing someone you love them.” She said the last part sarcastically and walked out of Chris’s room.

I didn’t know if she was going to tell him or not and now, all I wanted to do was go home to him and make sure that he doesn’t find out.

I wanted to cry so bad but I couldn’t and I wouldn’t in front of Chris.

Things got silent once she left because neither of us knew what to say to each other I guess. I was fidgeting around with my fingers and he was looking around his room as if searching for something to talk about.

After what seemed like an hour of awkwardness, he sighed. “Want me to take you home?”

“Please,” I sighed in relief.

I was hoping to get there as quick as possible. He put on a jacket and grabbed his keys before asking if I had everything I needed. I made sure I had everything a second time because lord knows that I don’t want another reason to have to come back here.

I nodded yes and we left. 

The ride to August’s house was silent and I’m actually happy about that because I don’t even wanna talk about what happened back there.

As we pulled up to his house, Chris parked and looked at me.

“I guess this is goodbye then?” He asked as if with some kind of hope that I’ll say we could see each other again and he won’t be left single, with no one to be comforted with at night. 

I opened the car door and looked back at him before I stepped foot outside. His face was still searching for some kind of answer.

“Goodbye Chris.”

India

“I guess I’m just scared that you’re gonna do to me what I did to you. Everybody wants revenge.”

I shook me head no, “I’ve put what happened behind me and if I didn’t, we wouldn’t be together right now. Now you need to do the same and forgive yourself. As long as it doesn’t happen again, everything’s fine.”

“I wouldn’t do that to you again. I don’t even know what I was thinking. You were really special to me, even then but I was too obsessed with not being bullied like my older brother used to be that I disregarded it and I made you look so bad.”

I didn’t even know his brother used to be bullied but I’m really glad that he’s admitting all of this to me. He needed to get it out and ultimately forgive himself for what he did so we can move on and stop focusing on the past.

I know he feels guilty and of course I was hurt but he can’t keep doing this to himself. He’s a changed person now; I can feel it in my gut. And I’m genuinely happy with him. To the point where I don’t need to sell drugs and smoke weed all of the time to feel the emptiness I have in my heart.

I don’t like to talk about it but my life’s been nothing but pain and hurt, and this is finally something that’s going right for once.

I cupped his face in my palms and made him look me in my eyes, “You’ve got to let it go. I would never hurt you intentionally. Especially since I know how that kind of hurt feels. You were my first love and although you put me through a lot more than a fourteen/fifteen year old should have to deal with, I forgive you.” I smiled at him. “What you’re doing for me now is gratifying. You’re helping me heal and you don’t even know it. So don’t feel like you’ve only done me wrong because there was a plethora of times where I felt like the happiest girl in the world and you made me forget about all of my pain, even if the neglect of it is only temporary.”

He grabbed my wrist and kissed the palm of my hand gently causing me to grin because I’m hoping I got through to him.

If I had known that the pain of what he did to me affected him as much as it affected me, I wouldn’t have hated him so much. Maybe I could have let go of my anger instead of shutting every dude that tried to love me out.

It’s weird that we ended up coming back to each other so coincidentally but I don’t regret taking that ride from him.

I rubbed my eyes as a yawn escaped my lips. Man, I was tired. For some odd reason, I hadn’t got a lick of sleep last night. And I tried. I really wanted to because I was so tired but it wouldn’t happen.

“You sleepy?” He asked me, finally noticing the bags that draped underneath my eyes. I slowly nodded my head. I was in no position to nod any more quickly than the speed that I was going already. I would get too dizzy.

He picked me up bridal style, “Come on you can sleep here tonight and go home in the morning if you’d like.”

I laid my head on his shoulder for a couple seconds as he walked up to his bedroom but shot up immediately once I realized that I haven’t spoke to my sister today and she was probably worried sick about me.

“Wait. I have to call Crystal.”

He kept walking and we finally made our way into his bedroom. “You can use my phone or I can go get yours for you.”

I shook my head no, “Using yours would be fine.”

He dug into his pockets and pulled out his phone that was way better looking than mine. Then again, I’ve had the same phone for some years now since I didn’t really have enough money to keep up with all of the iPhone updates that everyone is constantly getting nowadays.

It amazes me how someone can have their phone for a few months and once a new model comes out, they’re onto the next. I couldn’t keep switching phones like that. It would get too frustrating for me.

I grabbed the phone out of his hand and asked for the passcode. Surprisingly, he gave it to me with no hesitation. That made me feel even better about trusting him again.

Dialing her number, I waited for her to answer but there was no response. I looked at the time and sighed heavily. She’s probably sleep so I guess I’ll just leave her a message.

Once I heard the sound of the beep signaling that I was being recorded, I spoke into the phone. “Hey Crys, it’s India. I’m gonna crash at Jordan’s place and I’ll see you in the morning… or maybe the afternoon because I’ll probably wake up late but anyway. I just wanted to let you know that I was okay, I didn’t know if you called because my phone is dead and not even on me right now. Goodnight though. I love you.” I pressed the end button to hang up on the call and conclude my voicemail message.

Giving Jordan his phone back, I asked for one of his shirts because I didn’t feel like wearing the skin-tight jeans to sleep. He got me an oversized t-shirt from the dresser on the other side of his room.

I took off my pants and shirt all while sitting down on the bed and pulled his shirt over my head. Unf, it felt so good to finally be somewhat free of my restricting clothing.

I watched as Jordan removed his shirt from his body and went to turn off the light. Man, if I wasn’t so damn tired, I would do some things to that body of his.

It became pitch black and all I could see was the reflection of light from the window but it didn’t help much since it was pretty dark out there too. 

Feeling the bed shit, I cuddled up to his warm body as close as I could causing him to fully embrace me. I shivered because of the quick transition from cold to warmth. I nestled my face in the crook of his neck and took in his scent. I could lay like this all day.

I started to get drowsy and my eyes felt heavier and heavier by the second. Before I drifted off to sleep, I whispered a quick “I love you” but my response was light snores instead of words. I’m so jealous of how he could fall asleep in less than five minutes if he wanted to.

For me, it took a while because I was always thinking. Like what if things were different?

What if some things didn’t happen to me? Where would I be?

I bet if my parents actually loved me, I wouldn’t be as fucked up as I am now. But to them, drugs and sex were more important than their own children.

Crystal and I would have went to foster care but we didn’t want to take any chances of possibly being split up so we did things the hard way. We didn’t turn out so bad I guess. At least we’re not prostitutes because it could have easily been us on the corner selling ourselves for a quick buck and being so high all the time that it started to feel like we were sober.

I can say the only good thing my parents did teach us is how to be strong. Yeah, physical strength is important but it’s the mental that would fuck you up the most.

I sighed and squeezed onto Jordan tight.

I don’t know what I would be doing if it wasn’t for him. My mental state of mind would probably be fucked. My tolerance for weed would probably be so high that I needed like seven blunts to actually reach the peek of inebriation. And as for my physical being? I’d probably still be starving myself.

It’s hard having to be reminded of that incident every time you take a look in the mirror. Your body full of scars and a bullet would that nearly killed you.

Living with that is punishing and Jordan is the only person that has seen my naked body since then. Not even my flesh and blood has been able to glance at all of the marks that now covered most of the top half of my body.

I sighed strenuously. I’m so tired.

I finally closed my wondering eyes and attempted to clear any thoughts that might intrude my mind. Slowly, but surely, I drifted off to sleep.

***

I walked into the house and was greeted by Crystal leaping on me and squeezing the life out of me.

“Um Crys,” I managed to say through the tight grip she had on me, “There’s this little thing I need to live called oxygen and I would be happy if you’d let me breathe it.”

She laughed and jumped back on the ground. “I missed you Illy.”

Wow. Illy? She hasn’t called me that in forever. When we would play princess when we were kids, we came up with the name Princess Illy for me and I liked it so I kept calling myself that. But it’s been years.

“How could you not?” I flipped my hair, trying to avoid acknowledging the fact that she called me that. It brought back a lot of memories and I’m not sure if that was a good or bad thing yet.

She pushed me playfully and giggled.

“Where’s Marcus?” As if on cue, he came strolling out of Crystal’s room without a shirt on– of course.

“How come every time I see you, I have to also see that horrible bear keg you call a stomach?” He flicked me off causing me to stick out my tongue like a little kid.

Crystal latched onto him and started rubbing his belly, “You sleep, my baby got a 6-pack.”

“Yeah, six pack of beers,” I mumbled making her playfully roll her eyes.

Marcus waved me off, “I missed you too India.” Marcus was like a big brother, if anything. He would do anything he could to protect my sister and I. Plus, we almost always picked on each other about something. It became a habit.

“Damn, I don’t get no type of love.” Jordan muttered loud enough so that we could all hear him. Everyone simultaneously turned around to look at him. I turned back around and smirked at Crystal and Marcus, signalling for them to follow my lead.

We all pounced on him like we were predators and he was our prey, causing him to fall to the ground. We all started laughing, then Crys and Marcus got up leaving me and Jordan on the floor continuing to laugh our asses off. 

That was fun.

I stood up and offered him my hand, which he took so I could help him up. A small frame like mine caused me to struggle to help him back to his feet but I was able to.

Walking into the living room where Marcus and Crystal were watching a movie, I sat next to her before laying my head down on her shoulder. Jordan followed my lead and sat next to me and laid his head down on my shoulder.

I glanced over at the TV to see what they were watching and it just had to be Juice; one of my favorite movies.

“Um… y’all gonna start this from the beginning aren’t y’all?”

“India,” Crystal whined, “we’re already in the middle of the movie.”

I looked at her crazy, “So? You could never have too much Juice.” Pun intended. She glared at me because of my corny joke causing me to plaster a huge fake smile on my face.

She mushed me and grabbed the remote before starting the movie over. I giggled and laid my head back on her shoulder and got comfortable as I wrapped my free arm around Jordan.

Yay! Movie day with the people I love the most.

Chris

I fucking can’t believe Raye.

She’s so damn selfish. Not only did she not listen to what I demanded, but she took away my first seed from me without even thinking about how I felt about the entire situation. 

I couldn’t even be sad and grieve like I wanted to because I was pissed the fuck off and I wanted Raye’s damn head on a plaque so I could hang it up on my wall and look at the death in her face everyday to cheer me up.

That sounded harsh but she has no idea how I’m feeling right now.

My room looked half empty now that I’ve gotten so used to all of her shit being here. I bet if I told ma dukes, she’s be ecstatic because she doesn’t like Raye’s bitch ass anyway. My mom would probably throw a whole damn party in celebration.

Lifting up the half empty bottle of tequila to my lips, I took way more than a few gulps with no regard to the burning sensation that was building up in the back of my throat.

To say I was drunk was an understatement. 

I looked over at the ultrasound pictures that were on the table in front of my and my leg unwillingly started to shake very quickly. My jaw clenched and my fist balled up as anger just boiled inside me, being amplified by all of the alcohol in my system.

I swiftly jumped to my feet and found the nearest wall. Seconds later, there was a hole through all of the plaster and my hand started throbbing but I couldn’t really feel the pain. I felt invincible.

I stomped up to my room with no type of delay in my step. Throwing on a jacket, I grabbed my keys and the bottle of liquor that I was previously chugging down before walking outside to my car.

I’m not gonna lie, I stumbled a bit and wasn’t sure if driving was the best idea right now but the anger washed over me all over again and it was like I was another person. An evil person.

I staggered into the car and downed the rest of my tequila before throwing the bottle into the road and making sure to hear the sweet sound of the glass breaking once it hit the concrete. Soon after, I slammed my car door shut and impatiently tried put the keys in the ignition.

I couldn’t seem to find the hole and the fact that it was dark outside wasn’t making things any better,

Once I finally was able to start up the car, I sped out of the driveway in the direction of Raye’s house. She’s not about to abort my baby and think she can get away with it scot-free. Nah, that’s not how shit works.

I was going 75 miles per hour but it felt like I was going 20. Things seems so much closer than they really were. Luckily there weren’t many cars on the road tonight. Especially cop cars; boy, would I be in some trouble.

I didn’t even bother to bring my gun or any weapon for that matter because what I was gonna use was placed on top of my wrists, gripping the steering wheel right now.

I bypassed any red light or stop sign that I was faced with and continued my journey to that bitch’s house. Luckily, I was almost there because my anticipation was steadily building up.

I wanted her dead and I wanted to make sure I was the one to do it.

Once her neighborhood came into view, I swerved faster through all of the streets before finally arriving to her place of residence.

I hastily slip out of my car before slamming the door shut and making sure to lock it. I dragged both of my feet to meet her doorstep and banged on the door. I made sure I wasn’t in view so that she wouldn’t know who was at the door.

After a couple minutes of that, I heard the door creak open as she poked her head out and looked both ways.

I seemed like I had came out of the darkness and flashed her and evil grin.

“Hello Raye.” I slurred out and before she could slam the door shut, my foot was blocking it and I pushed the door open with all of my force causing her to fly back.

She looked up at me in terror as she scooted back as far as she could from me. She should be scared.

I slammed her front door closed and locked it without taking my eyes off of her once.

Briskly grabbing her by her shirt, I slammed her into the wall while I held her above me. I looked down at her feet that were struggling to find ground then back up at her face that was full of fright. She tried prying my hands from her but there was no use.

I hiccupped before stuttering out, “T-Tell me what in the fuck… you was thinkin’?”

“Oh my gosh, Chris, are you drunk?”

“I’M THE ONE ASKING THE MUTHAFUCKIN’ QUESTIONS AROUND HERE RAYE!” My voice boomed through the entire house causing her to jumped.

“I-I um..”

I slammed her into the wall again, “SPEAK BITCH BEFORE I MAKE YOU!”

“I-I knew that this relationship wasn’t gonna last and I was going to be the one stuck with taking care of a baby; not you.” She confessed with anger and sadness laced through her voice.

I clenched my jaw, “That wasn’t your call. My child would have meant something to me–”

“Oh, save the bullshit Chris. Look what you were doing behind my back. Did you ever stopped to think about the baby or what was supposed to be ‘our family’ while you were buried deep inside that hoe?”

I swiftly ran my hand over my face and gripped her shirt again. I looked up at her in disgust. “I would have gotten better.”

“You and I both know that isn’t true,” she stated in pure disbelief. She was right but I wouldn’t let her know that and that doesn’t excuse anything.

“You think that’s a fuckin’ excuse for killing my child? If it even is my child because lord only knows what you were doing behind closed doors with that bitch nigga August.”

She waved me off, “Oh please. That nigga is too far up that girl’s ass now that he got a little baby on the way. He was not giving me no kind of time so don’t even try to pull that card with me.”

“Who the fuck you think you talking to huh?” I brought her close and shook her violently. Maybe if she wasn’t hoe-ing, I wouldn’t have to pull that card.

“You,” she tested me.

I slung her down on the ground forcefully and began to pace back and forth. “You just like to test a nigga, don’t you Raye? You want a nigga to catch a charge.”

“I want you to leave me alone.” She said, limping to her feet. I’m guessing she hurt her leg or something when I threw her but I honestly don’t give a fuck anymore.

“Tell me one good reason that I shouldn’t just kill you right now.”

“Excuse me?”

I glared at her with a cold heartless expression on my face, “You heard me bitch. Give me a reason why your life should be any more important than my baby’s life.” I inched closer to her with each word causing her to back up until she reached a wall and had nowhere else to go without going through me.

She just stared and moved her mouth like she was unable to speak or understand English which was really starting to piss me off even more because I know damn well that she comprehended what I said.

I slammed my hand against the wall close to her head. “GOD DAMMIT! ANSWER ME!!”

“I-I don’t know,” she whimpered. She looked as if she was gonna wet her pants which was kind of funny but I continued to hold a cold and mean mug on my face.

“So you’re saying I can kill you.” I informed her while I crossed my arms over my chest.

She started staggering with her words, “What? No, I– No. I didn’t mean– I didn’t.”

“Shut the fuck up Raye,” I said in the calmest tone I’ve spoken to her all night. I got closer and closer to her until our noses were basically touching. “You took my child’s life and now I’m going to take yours.” I whispered and immediately wrapped both of my hands around her neck.

She gasped for air and clawed at my hands, cutting deep into my skin with her long nails but I didn’t feel the pain at all right now.

Her mouth formed in the shape of an ‘O’ as she tried her hardest to gasp for air and I watched as the veins swelled up and looked as if they were about to pop out of her head.

She kicked her feet and continued to scratch at my arms and hands but I only squeezed her neck tighter and tighter. All I could think about were the remains of my broken dead child being pulled out of her.

She began to turn a bright red and drool trickled down from her mouth. I was close to killing her.

But before I could even metaphorically watch her soul exit her body, I let her go making her collapse to the floor and gasp for as much air as she could.

I backed up into the wall parallel from where she was panting and sunk down. Bringing my knees to my chest, I buried my face and covered it with my arms before beginning to weep loudly. I haven’t shed a tear in I don’t know how long and I can’t even exactly pinpoint the reason that I’m crying now.

I hadn’t even noticed that Raye had finally stopped fighting for air until I felt her hand touch my foot.

“You really wanted to have that baby?”

I looked up at her with half of my face still covered by my arms that rested on my knees. She was still holding her neck and her eyes were glossy from watering.

“I would have done anything for my baby.”

“Chris, I’m–” she reached out to touch my elbow but I quickly snatched away from her and stood up. She continued to sit down but looked me in my face the entire time.

“Don’t fucking touch me,” I said in more of a whisper before I cleared my throat and looked her straight in her eyes so that she knew that I was dead serious about what I was about to say to her before I left. 

“If I ever see you again, I’m going to kill you.”

[fatal-addictionff]

CHAPTER 29

Jordan

“Wanna put my fingers through your hair Wrap me up in your legs And love you till your eyes roll back I’m tryna put you to bed, bed, bed I'ma put you to bed, bed, bed”

I bit my lip as I undressed her slowly. My eyes roamed her body and stopped like traffic once I got to see how perfect this girl actually was. Not only did she have the personality, but she had the looks and body to fit it.

“Damn girl,” I grunted causing her to giggle and cover her face so that I wouldn’t see her blushing.

I wanted to take this slow and savor every moment of this. No rushing.

Cupping her face gently, I kissed her and made sure to softly bite her lip as I pulled away. I trailed my hand from her face, down her neck, between her perfect-sized boobs, down her stomach and stopped at her waistline.

“You’re a tease babe.” She said playfully causing me to flash her a smile and continue what I was doing.

Using both of my hands, I traced lines on her thigh for a while and then quickly spread her legs causing her eyes to widen a little. She should already know that I’m unpredictable.

I got down on my elbows and grabbed her thighs from behind before pulling her closer to me. I eyed what was mine. Damn, she is so perfect. 

I licked my lips and looked up at her, “You wet already.”

She laughed and bit her lip causing me to wanna dig in already but I’m gonna tease her a little first. 

I brought my face up to her stomach and laid kisses all the way down to her naval. I continued down and just before I reached the thing that I’m craving so much right now, I turned my head and started kissing her thigh.

She seemed like she was getting frustrated and that was just what I wanted. The more she wanted it, the better it was gonna be. She pouted and whined but I wasn’t going for it just yet. I started to kiss the her other thigh slowly all the way down to the start of her pussy.

Biting my bottom lip, I took my finger and gently started to play with her clit causing light moans to escape her lips. I smiled at the sound of it because God knows how long I haven’t heard such music.

I used my fingers to spread her second pair of lips and admired how wet she was getting by the second. 

I looked up into her eyes and they looked innocent yet craving for me to be inside her already which only got me even harder than I already am. 

Smirking, I lowered my face down so that I was pussy-to-face with what was rightfully mine from the time we were young. I flicked my tongue on her clit, still teasing her and making her want me to get on with it already.

Just when she looked at me like she was about to take control, I dived face first into her pussy. I licked and sucked like there was no tomorrow. Moans couldn’t stop coming from her mouth as she gripped the sheets a little and looked down at me while biting her lip at the same time.

How sexy can this girl be?

I continued to give her head and soon enough, she started to rub through my curls and slightly push my head down more. After a few more minutes of her being in pure ecstasy, her moans got louder and louder as she screamed, “Fuck! Jordan, I’m about to cum!”

So what did that make me do? It made me work harder for her orgasm.

My tongue moved in ways that I’ve personally never moved before but I wanted her to get the most pleasure out of this. She began to wind her hips on my tongue and work her body just right until I felt her juices soak my entire mouth.

Her legs shook rapidly as she tried to catch her breath. By now, I was as hard as a rock and ready to be buried deep inside of her already. She had me feenin’ for what she got between her legs right about now.

I bit my lip and kissed her roughly, making sure she was able to taste herself. It’s actually been a long time since I’ve had sex so you can only imagine what I’m feeling right now.

I was just about ready to rip off the rest of her clothes. She looked up at me eagerly and stared into my eyes.

“Jordan…”

I caressed her cheek, “Yes baby?”

“I still love you.”

I smiled at her before kissing her again. “I never stopped loving you India.” She responded by blushing and rubbing down the side of my waist.

“You need to stop teasing me,” she said barely above a whisper in a seductive tone. She was speaking so dirty but she looked so innocent.

I raised up onto my knees and lifted my shirt over my head. She watched my every move in awe and bit her lip. I smirked at her and leaned in between her legs.

Kissing her neck slowly, I felt her back arch off of the bed. I caressed her waist as I gently moved down to her ass and cupped it.

I unbuttoned my pants and took them off, leaving me in my boxer briefs. Her eyes looked at me filled with lust as she smiled.

I admired her body once more before whispering in her ear, “You’re perfect.” She giggled and waved me off but I was dead ass serious. Haven’t seen not one female like her.

She pulled me closer to her and kissed me, this time taking charge but I had to show her who’s boss so I pinned her arms to the bed. Her breathing started to pick up as she looked at me up and down in excitement.

Finally, I ain’t wanna take my time anymore so I pulled down my boxers and rubbed my tip up and down her opening. I groaned at how wet she was. This what I been missing all these years?

Now I definitely couldn’t take my time with her, I wanted to be inside of her already. And I know for sure that she was ready for me to do just that.

Once the tip of my dick was wet enough, I eased into her slowly. As I pushed, her breathing got heavier and a light moan slipped out. I didn’t make any sound but you could tell from my facial expression that her pussy was making a nigga never wanna cum so the feeling won’t stop.

I started out with a few slow strokes to get her used to my size and once she did, it was over with.

Lifting her legs onto my shoulders as she laid on her back, I started pounding that shit like there was no tomorrow. Her moans got louder and louder as she threw her hand onto my torso so I would stop going so deep.

Once she caught her breath she managed to say, “Omg, chill. I can’t take it.”

“You can,” was all I said before I moved her hands away and started hitting that shit again. This time, I held her arms down so that she wouldn’t be able to push me back.

“JORDANNN!” She screamed and moaned all in one. As sexy as her saying she “can’t take it” is, I know that she doesn’t want me to stop what I’m doing.

As I continued to stroke her long hard and deep, she tried to break away from me by moving her arms but my grip on her was too tight. She wasn’t going no damn where.

I went back to taking it slow and released her arms. I wanted each stroke to have nothing but 100% love and passion in it.

Her nails automatically started to claw at my back, getting me more turned on than I already was. Her moans were sounding so sweet in my ear.

“You mine?” I mumbled huskily in her ear as I continued with the pace I was going.

“Mm, yes daddy.”

I bit my lip and started going fast again causing her moaning to get louder and higher pitched. By now, I’m pretty sure that I had scratch marks all up and down my back.

I looked down so that I could see myself going in and out of her. My dick was glistening because of how wet she was. These sheets were soaked. My dick was soaked.

I swiftly flipped up around because I wanted her to ride me now. She started off by winding her hips and showing me how she could move, which I liked. Then all of a sudden she stood up causing me to look at her like she done lost her damn mind because we no where close to being finished yet.

My expression changed when I noticed that she was turning around and sitting right back on my dick. I got a nice view of her ass as she started bouncing up and down.

The way her shit was moving was making me wanna fuck her brains out but I was letting her take control for a little bit and cater to me.

I smacked her ass and grunted as she continued to work and moan my name out. Grabbing her by her hips, I started slamming her down on my dick harder causing her to moan louder and look back at me with pleading eyes but them puppy dog eyes weren’t gonna work right about now.

I bit my lip and admired her body because this view from the back was looking just right. After a while, her legs started getting tired so I bent her over so that she was on all fours.

I smirked and gripped her ass hard in my hand before entering her again. My head flew back at the feeling of sliding inside of her.

I grabbed her hips and made her ass meet with my pelvic area. I kept fucking her just like that, making her grip the sheets. When she turned to look at me and started throwing it back, I swear I damn near died. Shit made me wanna cum right then and there.

She threw her head back in pleasure as her ass met my strokes and jiggled each time our skin clapped together. 

I took control once again and started hitting it harder than before causing her to scream and try to throw her hand back but I slapped it away and kept going.

“Yeesss Jordan! Fuck!” She moaned out as her walls clenched around me which made me bite my lip hard and eye her ass.

Soon, I felt her juices soak my dick but did that stop me? No.

“Jordannnnn,” she groaned, “I can’t take it baby. I came.”

I responded by fucking her even harder. We ain’t done yet. She bit the pillow in front her to hold in her moans causing her back to arch just the right way. I felt my nut building up.

Never stopping, I kept up my speed and eventually my dick swelled inside of her. I guess she felt it because she clenched her walls around my dick again.

That did it.

A few more strokes before I pulled out and nutted all on her booty.

She collapsed to the bed and tried to catch her breath. Once she did, she looked back and scrunched up her face in disgust.

“Ewwwww, Jordan get this off me!” She whined, referring to my kids that were dripping all onto her back now. I chuckled and went to get some wipes from her bathroom and came back.

Wiping my sperm off, I made sure I got everything before I threw the wipe away. 

Afterwards, I climbed into the bed where she was laying and grabbed her by her waist before pulling her into me. I pulled the covers over us and started to play with her hair to aid her in falling asleep.

“I love you,” she mumbled out in a low voice.

I kissed her cheek and pulled her closer to me if that was even possible. “I love you too baby.”

Once I heard her light snores, I let myself fall asleep too. 

With this beautiful girl in my arms.

Raye

I can’t handle this.

Me? Pregnant? Can’t be.

I pushed the cart as Chris piled multiple pregnancy tests into it. I scrunched up my face and looked at him confused.

“Chris, we don’t need this much.”

“I’m just try’na make sure,” he pouted. Aw, he was so cute.

I put some of them back, “A couple of them would suffice.”

Although I seemed all calm and collected, I was probably the one that was freaking out the most inside. My plan was not to get pregnant any time soon. Chris and I would probably have some pretty little babies though.

We walked up to the self checkout register because I didn’t feel like being judged by people I didn’t know. I scanned the two pregnancy tests and Chris paid for them before I put them in the bags and walked out with Chris’s hand in mine.

It felt good when I was able to walk past bitches that were eyeing Chris and grin in their faces because I’m the one he’s holding hands with and fucking at night.

We got to the car and I hopped in on the passenger’s side while Chris got in on the driver’s side. I looked down at the pregnancy tests we just bought and got nervous all over again.

My leg started shaking rapidly as he pulled off and it seemed as though, the closer we got to home the more nerve-wrecking it was becoming because I knew I was gonna have my answer soon and the answer could be something I honestly don’t want.

Once we pulled up to the house, I took my sweet time getting out of the car which totally contradicted my mood at the moment. I wanted to hurry up and find out if I really was pregnant or not already. The suspense is killing me.

I walked up to the front door that Chris already had unlocked and opened. I walked in slowly and all of a sudden, the bag with the pregnancy tests was snatched from me.

He took them out of the bag and looked all over the box. “Alright. How the fuck you open this?”

I laughed at his confused ass. He’s adorable but I gotta be serious. While he was trying to figure out how it works, I took the other box and went to the bathroom unnoticed. 

I closed the door and pulled down my pants. I didn’t even realize I had to pee until I saw the toilet.

Opening the box, I took the test out and took the cap off of the part I was supposed to urinate on. I put it under me and did my business then put the cap back on and waited for the results.

While I waited, I washed my hands and read the box to see how many lines meant I was pregnant.

“Ok, it says here two lines means I’m not pregnant.” I mumbled lowly to myself.

I heard knocking on the door, “Are you done yet?”

Of course Chris’s ass notices I’m gone like ten minutes after I leave the room.

“Yeah, I’m just waiting for the results.” I called out to him and looked at my timer. Still about thirty seconds left.

My heartbeat picked up as I watched the seconds get closer to zero. My phone vibrated, signaling that the two minute wait is up and that I can look at my results now.

Picking up the test, I look at the little oval part in the middle. I stared at it for a while before biting my lip and reading over the back of the box again.

I frantically threw it away and called out, “Chris! Can you get me the other pregnancy test?”

“Why?”

I rolled my eyes, “Just get it!”

I heard his footsteps run to go get them as I waited for him to get back. Once I heard knocks on the door, I hurried to open it before getting the other pregnancy test and closing it again.

I don’t even think I have anymore pee left. I asked Chris for a bottle of water and he gave it to me.

This time, he insisted that he be in the bathroom with me while I take this test. I didn’t really want him to be in the bathroom with me just in case but this is his house so whatever.

I chugged down the water in a minute or so and sat on the toilet with the pregnancy test under me waiting for me to pee.

Chris laughed, “You look like you try’na put a egg in yo pussy or something.”

What the fuck? Who thinks of that kind of shit?

“See? This is why I didn’t want you to be in here while I took this–”

“I’m sorry, I’ll be quiet.” He interrupted before pretending to zip his mouth shut and throwing away the key.

Finally, I felt like I was about to pee. I only peed a little bit though, it wasn’t a lot like the first time. Repeating the same process that I did with the first one, I put my timer on two minutes while Chris and I waited.

It was really silent and awkward. We were on two different sides of the bathroom.

“Soooo, what’s gonna happen if you are pregnant?”

I just looked at him. I didn’t even know the answer to that, I was just hoping and praying that I wasn’t. I do want children some day; just not now.

The rest of the time we waited, there was only silence. I heard my phone vibrate and quickly turned around to look at the test.

I sighed. I guess the first test was right.

“One line? What does that mean?” Chris asked me while looking over my shoulder.

“Check the box,” I said barely above a whisper while walking out of the bathroom. I started walking to his room.

A few seconds later, I heard him scream, “YOU’RE PREGNANT?!?” I just continued to walk to his room. Didn’t really wanna talk about it.

I heard his heavy footsteps run closer to me before I felt his hands grab me by the shoulders. “Raye!”

“What Chris?” I retorted back, frustrated as ever.

“You gonna have my babyyyyy,” he sang and danced like this was a game.

I rolled my eyes, “Chris. This isn’t a game. This is me bringing another life into this world so could you please be serious for one fucking second?!”

“Hey hey hey,” I heard his mom say while coming out of her room. Great. “What’s all the cussing about?” I swear this is the most words she has said to me ever since Chris and I started dating. I didn’t say anything, I just waited for Chris to tell her. She wouldn’t wanna hear it from me anyways.

“Ma, guess what?”

He went over to her and held her hand as she looked at the both of us suspiciously before replying, “What?”

“You’re gonna have a grandbaby!”

She didn’t look that happy at first but once she saw how excited Chris was she flashed him a warm smile. “Congratulations baby.” She caressed his cheek before turning to me, “You too.”

“Thank you.” I replied a little uneasily. “I think I’m gonna go lay down.” I excused myself before it even had a chance to get awkward.

I walked to Chris’s room and climbed in the bed. The TV was on but I surely wasn’t watching it. All I could do was think. Think of ways to get out of this.

These roles should be vice versa. Why the hell is Chris so happy about this? Surely he can’t want a child this early in life. Save that shit for August and his little bitch.

Chris came back in the room from talking to his mom and he was still smiling. I wanted to smack him right now.

“Yo, I gotta call Marcus and tell him.”

“Hold on,” I stopped him, “wait. Why are you telling everybody? Shouldn’t we just keep this on the low for now.”

He scrunched his face up at me, “This ain’t the type of news you ‘keep on the low’.” He put quotations up when he said the last part because he was mocking me.

“You don’t think this is too soon?”

“What do you mean?”

I sighed, “I mean Chris… me being pregnant. Do you really want this?”

He looked at me like I just said the craziest thing on earth, “Man of course I want my child. The fuck is you saying Raye?”

“No need to get all defensive, I just don’t think we’re ready for this kind of burden. Especially this early in our relationship.”

“Muhfucka’ we was ready to lay up in that bed and fuck right? Alright then, my kid not gonna be no damn burden either so watch your mouth!” He started turning red and his jaw was clenched. Damn, he looked so sexy when he’s mad.

Wait. This is what caused us to be in this situation in the first place.

“That doesn’t mean anything Chris. We–”

“Hell nah Raye. If you ‘bout to suggest what I think you ‘bout to suggest, don’t even say nothing.”

My attitude started kicking in now, “You DO know that I have the biggest say-so in this shit too right? I’m the one that gotta carry the shit for nine months. All you gotta do is sit on yo black ass and spend some money on clothes and food.”

“I don’t give two fucks Raye. You should have thought about that when you decided you ain’t care if we fucked without a condom knowing you not on no type of birth control.”

I rolled my eyes, “That’s besides the damn point. The past is the past, I’m focused on the present–”

“Shut the fuck up Raye because the past is what made this present.” He mocked me as he touched my stomach to rub it in my face. I slapped his hands away from me.

Since he wanted to go there, “Whatever nigga, don’t even act like you want this baby with me. You know you would rather have a baby by India but she too busy up under another nigga!”

His nostrils flared, his jaw clenched and his fist balled up but he couldn’t do anything about it. I’m carrying his baby, remember?

“I’m not with India right now, now am I?” He said through clenched teeth.

“But I bet you wanna be with her right? Go on say it, I already know you–”

“FINE!” He interrupted me, “I WOULD RATHER BE WITH INDIA THAN YOUR STUBBORN ASS!”

I narrowed my eyes at him, “And that’s exactly my point. We should not be having no baby together because all you’re gonna end up being is a baby daddy.”

“No I’m not.”

“Yes you are! You just fucking said you don’t wanna be with me! You’d rather be with somebody else. Well go be with her Chris, best of fucking luck to you. Meanwhile, I’m gonna go and do what needs to be done about this situation.”

I was about to walk out but he grabbed me forcefully by the arm and slung me back on the bed.

“You not going no fucking where Raye because you ain’t getting rid of my kid.”

I folded my arms across my chest, “You forgot one little detail Chris. This is MY kid.”

“Mine as much as yours!” He said getting in my face. He was as red as my lipstick and all kind of veins were popping out of his forehead.

“Oh please! I’m not the one that can decide that I don’t want this no more and leave. I’m stuck with this baby if I don’t do something about it now!”

He turned his head and clenched his jaw, “I wouldn’t just leave my fucking child Raye.”

“Yeah, you say that shit until it happens and I’m not gonna be no struggling ass single mom. You got me all the way fucked up. So like I said, I’m gonna go and do what needs to be done about this situation.” I started to walk away again but he pushed me back causing me to roll my eyes because he was really starting to get on my last nerve.

“No the fuck you not Raye because I swear to God–”

“You swear to God what Chris? You gon’ hit me and kick me while I’m down like you did India?” I asked and smirked at him because he turned to me confused.

He furrowed his eyebrows, “How did you know about that?”

“I don’t know Chris. Ask yourself that.”

He thought it over before it clicked, “August… and you?” He looked disgusted but what’s done is done.

“Hey, the past is the past Chris remember?”

“Hell nah, that shit is different! I shouldn’t even stay with yo ass but I’m gonna do it for the sake of my child. Don’t need anymore black children growing up without fathers.” 

I scoffed, “You don’t gotta worry Chris because we won’t have a child together.” 

I tried to leave for the last time but he pinned my arms up against the wall, “YOU’RE NOT ABORTING MY DAMN CHILD RAYE!! END OF DISCUSSION!”

His tone was the most serious it has ever been and that scared me a little. I didn’t say anything because I felt paralyzed. He clenched his teeth and let my arms go before storming out of the room and making sure to slam the door.

I rolled my eyes and rubbed my wrists because now they hurt.

“Whatever.”

India

“Catch up punk!” I laughed and rolled into the kitchen on the skywalker with him following closely behind me. He was catching up but then again, he was running.

Wrapping his arms around my waist, he pulled me off and spun me around while I laughed and squirmed around because I was getting a little dizzy. He put me down and I stumbled everywhere before laying on the floor.

“Ah, you so dramatic. It wasn’t that bad.”

I flicked him off, “I’m dizzy as shit. It feels like I’m high.”

I haven’t gotten high in a while. It’s like Jordan is my marijuana in a way. That sounds corny as fuck but oh well.

Crystal came out of her room yawning and rubbing her eyes and not too long later, as expected, Marcus came out too. Somebody had a wild night, they looked a hot ass mess.

Crystal’s hair was everywhere and her clothes were all sideways. As for Marcus, his hair was just matted down. He didn’t have on a shirt as always and just had on some sweats so there’s nothing much I could say about his ensemble.

“Mm, what was y’all doing last night?” I said while booty bumping Crys. She almost fell. Now I know that Marcus was fucking it up last night if her legs were weak.

“Nothing,” she lied, “why are y’all up so damn early making all this noise?” 

I really don’t even know why we’re up this early, especially with so much energy because we were up all night talking and stuff. Maybe it was that mid day sex that put us to sleep so now our sleep pattern is all fucked up.

“Why are y’all NOT up so early making noise?” I teased playfully.

She laughed, “Because I actually value my sleep.” She mushed me causing me to laugh and run in the living room where Marcus and Jordan were talking about lord knows what.

I jumped on Jordan’s lap and got comfortable. He wrapped his arms around me and continued to talk to Marcus. They’re talking about Crystal’s birthday since it was coming up.

My eyes shot open, “Omg, you guys aren’t planning without me?!” I yelled in a whisper.

“Nah, I’m asking for ideas.”

“Well, I grew up with her. What does he know?” I joked, referring to Jordan causing him to mush my face. “Y’all got one more time to mush me.”

Feeling my phone vibrate, I checked the caller ID and it was unknown so I hesitated before answering it. 

“Hello?”

Caller: Hey India, I need ya help.

Me: Hold on. Who is this?

Caller: Ya can’t tell by mah accent?

Me: August, if this is you, I’m hanging up.

August: Wait please! I’m not try’na start nun’ I swea. I just want some advice.

Me: For what?

August: I wanna do somethin’ nice fa my girl but I’m not the romantic type.

Me: Y’all do realize that y’all aren’t exactly on my ‘good side’ right? I know y’all remember that little stunt y’all tried to pull when you told Chris about the situation between you and me.

August: Yeah buh that’s behind us now… right?

Me: *sighs* Yeah… I guess so. What did you have in mind?

August: I dunno. I don’t feel like goin’ out.

Me: Well stay in.

August: Yeah but wha’ the fuck we gon’ do inside?

Me: If you would just listen! 

August: …

Me: Okay then. Well as a female, if we were to stay inside… I would like… ooh, a lot of nicely lit candles that smell good and like rose petals all over the floor–

August: Roses are her favorite flower!

Me: See? That’s good. But um, maybe some of her favorite food or a warm bubble bath. Anything to make her feel special.

August: That sound good. Thank ya fa’ real. This meant a lot.

Me: Don’t mention it.

He hung up and I was confused for a while. Well that was outta nowhere. I’m glad he’s not still on my clit anymore. It was starting to get annoying.

Congratulations to them though. I heard about their bun in the oven.

And to think if I would have stayed with him, that might have been me that was pregnant. Hell nah, I’m only ALMOST seventeen.

“Who was that?” Jordan asked referring to the phone call I just got.

I didn’t really know how to answer that. “Just a friend that needed my advice on some romantic shit for his girl.” He nodded in response and left it alone.

“Oh, I gotta talk to you about something too.” He added.

“Wassup?”

He looked at Marcus who automatically caught the hint. “I’ll just leave you two alone,” he said before getting up and walking to the kitchen where Crystal was.

I looked up at him, signalling him to speak.

“Alright, so I think we should schedule a doctor’s appointment.”

I scrunched up my face in confusion, “What do you mean? Omg, Jordan you better not have something because I swear if I’m–”

“Relax,” he interrupted and chuckled, “I’m clean as a whistle. Nah, but for real. I wanna put you on birth control.”

My face scrunched up again, “Why?”

“Because if we’re gonna be having sex now, I don’t want any unexpected surprises.” He said causing me to sit up instead of lean on him.

“I think you forgot one very crucial detail… I can’t have children…” I mumbled and hung my head low. I don’t feel like dealing with the waterworks.

He lifted my chin, “Look at me baby, don’t even think about that. But I just think anything could happen. There are such things as miracles, ya know?” I smiled at him and caressed his face.

“You’re mine.”

He smiled back at me and kissed my lips gently. “So, yes?” He asked referring to the whole birth control idea. I nodded my head. Because he’s right, there has been cases where people that were told they could never have a child give birth to babies as healthy as a horse.

“Alright babe, I’ll schedule it if you want.”

I shrugged, “It doesn’t matter.” He nodded and things grew silent. “So, like, what if birth control does the complete opposite for me?”

“We’ll take extra precautionary measures to prevent it.”

With a sarcastic tone, I said, “Damn, making it sound like having a baby by me is a horrible thing.”

“It’s not. You’re wonderful. I just don’t want you to have to make those types of grown up decisions before you even get a chance to grow. And I don’t want the same thing to happen like last time–”

I cut him off, “Oh, it’s not. Trust me. I’m never getting an abortion again. That scarred me for life.”

“Exactly and I definitely wouldn’t want you to either. But enjoy your teen years. Having a child isn’t something you can just give up on when you don’t feel like doing it anymore. I want what’s best for you.”

“Alright babe,” I kissed him on the cheek and got up, “I’m about to go take a shower. You coming?”

He responded by getting up and following me to my room causing me to do a happy dance in my head. I’ve done a lot of things with Jordan but ironically, we’ve never took a shower together.

Walking into the bathroom, I waited for him to come in before shutting the door and locking it. We started to get undressed almost simultaneously.

“So what do you wanna do today?” He asked as we both continued to strip ourselves of our clothes.

“Netflix and chill?” I joked causing him to look at me with a ‘really nigga’ expression on his face. “Amazon and anal? No? Hulu and head? No? Redbox and relax? No? Cable and coitus–”

“If you don’t shut up,” he laughed, “I’m for real.” I giggled at his little whiney self.

I shrugged, “I don’t know, I’m hungry. We can go grab a bite to eat if you want?” I suggested because my stomach was eating itself.

“That sounds like a plan,” he agreed before we hopped in the shower. We shared a little quickie that Crystal and Marcus hopefully didn’t hear and then washed ourselves and got out.

I stood in my closet with my towel wrapped around my body for a good ten minutes before Jordan came in fully dressed.

“Seriously?” He laughed once he realized that I wasn’t even close to being ready.

I whined, “I don’t know what to wear!”

“Wear that outfit I bought for you when I took you to the mall.” He suggested and that actually wasn’t a bad idea. That fit was so damn cute. It was actually still in the bag.

I got it from off the shelf in my closet and walked over to my bed before dumping the outfit out on it. The boots that go along with this outfit were placed next to me by Jordan who sat on the bed afterwards.

“You just gonna stare at me while I get ready?” I asked before I even removed my towel. He responded by sitting back and placing his hands behind his head. I giggled and rolled my eyes before getting my lotion.

Dropping my towel, I proceeded to rubbing lotion all over my body before getting some underwear and a bra. When I bent over to get my undergarments, I heard him mumble “Damn…” 

I looked back and he was biting his lip which caused me to smirk. He acting like we didn’t just have sex in the shower. Fucking nympho.

Once I got my underwear and bra, I put them on and walked into the bathroom to turn my flat iron on. My hair was already straight but it was frizzy as hell from sleeping on it.

As I waited for it to heat up, I got dressed and did my make up. My make up turned out bomb today if I do say so myself. Once it was fully heated, I passed it through my hair to eliminate the frizzies and make my hair look laid.

I made sure I looked good in the mirror before I came out of the bathroom and showed Jordan.

“How do I look?” I asked, acting like I was modeling while spinning around and making sure I flipped my hair in the process.

He bit his lip and got up before taking my hand and spinning me again to get a good look at me. “I mean… not better than me but, ya know, it’s aight.”

I laughed and playfully punched him in his chest causing him to laugh and kiss me. 

“You look beautiful,” he said as he cupped my face in his hands. We looked into each other’s eyes for a while and smiled occasionally.

“Ooh, this means I gotta take pictures!” I broke away and purposely ruined the moment before looking back at him and smiling. “Let’s go!”

I grabbed my boots and his hand and ran out of my room.

“And where are you going looking all sexy?” Crystal said while she ate a bowl of cereal. I started modeling for her too.

“We’re going out to eat and then after that, wherever she wants to go.” Jordan answered for me because I was too busy being an idiot. 

She raised an eyebrow, “Mm, okay. Y’all two be good out there. Be safe.”

“Thanks Crys, we will.” I kissed her on the cheek before grabbing Jordan and dragging him to the front door. I put on my boots and unlocked the door.

“Bye Crystal! Love you!” I yelled before walking out. Once we were both out of the house, I locked the door and walked over to the car.

“You still want me to take pictures?” He asked causing me to nod my head. He opened the trunk for me to have something to lean on while I take pictures. 

He probably snapped like 40 pictures because I was feeling myself. As we looked over them, he stopped and one and eyed it.

“I’m posting this one.” He said while going to instagram and doing just that.

@theylovejordan_: Boy oh boy 🙈😍😩🔐💕💍

I smiled up at him and he went back to looking at all the pictures.

“Ooh, send that one to me!” I said as we stopped at another one of them. He sent it to my phone and I had to be the one to post that one.

I went to my instagram but I couldn’t really think of a caption so I just posted it with some hearts.

@indialovesyou: 💖💓 w/ @theylovejordan_

As soon as I posted it, likes started flooding in. I got a comment notification and checked to see who it was and there goes Chris’s ass talking about some “Damn 😍😍” causing me to roll my eyes and ignore it.

“You can send the rest to me later baby,” I told Jordan before closing the trunk and making my way to the passenger’s side.

I hopped in happy as fuck because I was ready for this little ‘date day’. I looked good, Jordan looked damn good and we were about to spend the whole day out together doing shit we liked to do.

Today was gonna be fun.

Kayla

I walked into the house from the mall to find red roses everywhere. Aug knows that’s my favorite flower because I think they’re the prettiest thing.

There were candles lit in almost every corner in the house. The lights were low. This light fragrance that was entering my nose smelled fruit-like. Everything was so beautiful. I stepped in and locked the door behind me before turning around and admiring everything again. I put my keys down on the table by the front door and saw a little paper there.

I almost didn’t notice that note on the table. I’m so damn tired from earlier. Chris wore my ass out. I know I probably shouldn’t be seeing him anymore but when he calls, I just get so vulnerable.

He knows all the right things to say to get me to come over there.

Now I’m starting to feel bad because I see what August was doing for me while I was gone. Luckily, I took a shower and everything so I don’t have Chris’s scent on me. I didn’t know if August would be home or not so I took one just in case.

Good call on my part.

Picking up the note on the table, it read:

Put all your things down and bring yo fine ass to the bathroom.

- Ya baby, August

I smiled at it and did what it said. I put my bag on the couch and made my way to August’s room. The closer I got to his room, the stronger that tropical fragrance in the air got. It smelled like heaven on earth.

I smiled as I noticed every little thing he did. I couldn’t stop looking around so it seemed like it took forever to finally get to the bathroom.

Once I got there, I saw August sitting on the side of the bath tub that was filled with a lavender colored bubble bath. There was light slow music playing in the background and rose petals everywhere. He was so focused on making sure that things looked perfect that he didn’t even notice me standing here.

“Baby, what’s all this for?” I asked causing him to turn around and immediately grin at me.

He got up from the tub and made his way over to me. “This is fa’ you. Just fa puttin’ up wit’ everythin’ I put ya through. And now, I can’t believe how happy I am that ya didn’t abort mah baby. So… I guess I wanted to say thank ya.”

My smile grew bigger and bigger as he spoke and I couldn’t help but to wrap my arms around his shoulders and kiss him. I had to stand on my tippy toes but he helped me out by gripping my ass firmly but in a good way.

“This is beautiful,” I told him as I looked around at the scene.

“Well ya, you’re beautiful.” He scratched the back of his neck nervously. He’s never done anything so romantic for me.

I mean maybe little things here and there but this… This was something I’ve never seen from him or anyone else before.

All of a sudden, he slowly started to undress me making sure to touch and caress me in all the right ways. Once I was completely naked, I put my hair up into a messy bun and got in the tub. Thank God it was still warm.

I sat down and let out a long sigh. This warm water surrounding my body felt all too good right now.

“Baby, this is perfect.” I groaned out to August who was just sitting on the side of the tub watching me. It felt awkward with him just sitting there when he did all of this for me. “You wanna join me?” I asked him.

He grinned and immediately started to take off his clothes. I stood up in the tub so that he could sit down and I could have my seat on his lap.

Through the water, I felt his arms wrap around my waist. 

Although there was that strong tropical fragrance in the air, I could still get a good smell of August’s scent. He smelled so damn good right now.

He kissed me on my neck and continued kissing me down to my shoulders. I couldn’t help but feel special.

This man is doing things I’d never thought he’d be doing. I should have told him I was pregnant sooner if this how he treats the mother of his first child.

“Kay?” 

I turned my head so that I could slightly look at him, “Yes baby?”

“I luh you.”

As if this moment couldn’t become anymore perfect. He finally said he loved me without me having to say it first. 

“I love you too Aug.”

“Thanks fa stickin’ wit’ meh even though I cheated… I feel bad ‘bout it and ya deserve so much betta’ ‘cause you’re a faithful ass guh.”

Well this conversation was starting to make me feel uncomfortable because I’ve been lying to him lately so I just decided to ease my way into changing the subject.

“Don’t beat yourself up babe, you’re making up for it. I mean look at all this.” I looked around at the beautiful scenery again. It just doesn’t get old.

“Thanks but this wasn’t all mah idea.”

I scrunched up my face, “What do you mean?”

“I juh got some advice from someone to find out wha’ I should do to make ya feel special and shit.”

The fact that he wasn’t saying who he got the ‘advice’ from sparked up a flame of curiosity in my head. “Who?” I couldn’t see his face but I could tell he didn’t want to tell me the name.

“Does it matta’? She helped meh.”

“Oh, so it’s a girl?” I have a feeling of what girl it is too but I can’t be too sure. I could feel him nodding his head. “Who?” I asked a second time.

He sighed, “Kay, I–”

“WHO?!” 

“INDIA!” He retorted once he was fed up with me asking. I fucking knew it! Talking about some damn, ‘he’s just getting advice’ please. I’m not stupid.

I got up from his lap and got out of the tub. I don’t wanna be a part of anything she “helped” him with. He’s probably still cheating and that’s why Chris fucked the life out of me earlier. I’m not a fool, I’m not gonna just sit there and let somebody keep playing me without getting even.

“Where ya goin’?”

I rolled my eyes and kept walking, “Away from you August. You wanna spend time with someone? Go do it with her since she’s the one that set this whole thing up. I should have known this shit was too good to be true. You haven’t changed one bit.”

I felt him grabbed my arm and pull me to face him. Water was still dripping down his body and I couldn’t help to look down at his dick. Lord, give me strength to be mad at him all night because… the way it’s looking right now…

“What the hell ya talkin’ ‘bout Kay? I haven’t e’en did nothin’!”

I crossed my arms over my chest, “Yeah right, you must think I got DUMBASS written across my damn forehead. I know how things were between you and her. And you can’t tell me you still don’t have feelings for her.”

“I don’t, I got a damn child on tha way. You all I’m worried ‘bout.” He retorted causing me to scoff. 

“Yeah, and when I have this child and you get bored with me because I have that baby fat and got stretch marks, then what? You just gonna go back to your old ways and I’m not putting up with it much longer.”

He smacked his lips, “No the fuck I’m not. I’ma set a good ass example for mah kid. I’m e’en try’na get out of the game and that’s one of the hardest things to do out hea’ in these streets so don’t pull no bullshit like that. Ya know I care ‘bout our family.”

“Yeah, now that you know I’m pregnant but if I wasn’t, what would you be doing right now?”

He got quiet and didn’t answer me. He couldn’t even deny that what I’m saying is true.

“Exactly, you’d be off fucking some new bitch. Probably giving me and STD–”

“Ya got meh fucked up,” he interrupted, “I’m clean. I'on never fuck no hoe without a condom and I make sho’ I’m checked always.”

I waved him off because he was starting to get on my nerves. I really just wanted to lay down and go to sleep now. I’m tired, frustrated and starting to get bigger and bigger by the day.

“Well, if you’ll excuse me. I’m going to sleep.”

I got into the bed without putting on clothes because even that was a full body workout for me sometimes. When I felt the bed shift, I looked back at him.

“I really don’t want you laying next to me right now.”

He raised his eyebrow, “Ya got meh fucked up, this my damn house.”

I grabbed a pillow and a blanket, “Fine, I’ll just sleep on the couch.” Before I got a chance to leave, he stopped me.

“Wait. I’on want you messin’ up ya back. I’ll go sleep on the couch I guess.” He said before grabbing the pillow and blanket out of my hand. I smiled in my head because I got my way and walked back to the bed.

I’m glad I didn’t have to sleep on the couch because these silk sheets and soft mattress are fucking amazing. I laid down and embraced the full bed I had now to myself. 

I guess it’s gonna be cold on his side of the bed tonight.

[fatal-addictionff]

CHAPTER 28

August

Walking down the baby aisle, I stopped at this lit ass crib that I had to get my babyboy or babygirl. I can’t wait to figure out what the gender is. I really want a little boy though.

Putting the big ass box in the cart, I continued to walk down the aisle. I couldn’t shop for clothes and shit yet and that was killing me but I guess it’s worth the wait.

Kayla came around the corner gripping her back and sighing heavily. “Babe, don’t you think you’re going overboard? We don’t know anything about the baby–”

I cut her off quick, “Mm mmm. Hell nah. My babeh gon’ be spoiled. Period.”

She giggled and waved me off before continuing to browse the rest of this aisle. We were really here for food because she’s starting to crave some weird ass shit that I wouldn’t have even thought could go together and taste good.

I kept getting stuck on the baby aisle. I swear we had like 50 pacifiers in this cart because I can’t stand hearing babies cry and I always hear about people losing the pacifier so hell no. I’m prepared.

“Have ya thought of any names?” I asked Kay causing her to turn around and think long and hard.

She shrugged, “I don’t know. Depends on if it’s a boy or girl.”

“I wanna mini meh. I’on care what the gender is.” I stated as I smiled to myself just thinking about a little one running around looking and acting just like me.

They gonna be spoiled. I can tell you that right now. Ain’t no doubt about it.

“You crazy. The baby is gonna be a mini ME.”

I looked at her like she had five heads. If it’s a girl, I can understand why they look more like her than me but if it’s a boy, nah that’s all me.

Feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket, I stopped walking and pulled it out to check it. I unlocked it and read the message.

From: Renee 😈💦🙈

u wanna come over?

Renee was one of my hoes that I would hit up every once in a while for some pussy. She had a fat ass and she rides my dick like a pro.

I looked up at Kayla who was looking at some little baby shoes with a smile on her face. I sighed.

To: Renee 😈💦🙈

I can’t, I’m wit my girl. Sorry ✌️

Welp, that’s a first. Putting my phone up, I continued to shop some with Kayla.

Her feet started hurting so I let her get on my back while I carried her on my back and pushed the shopping cart filled with bags at the same time. I put everything up and walked her around to the passenger side so she can get in.

I hopped in on the drivers side and before pulling off, I decided to check my phone.

My face scrunched up in confusion when I saw who I got a text from. How does this nigga even have the audacity to text me?

From: Chris 

aye, can y’all come over? be here around 5.

I looked at the time and it read 5:10pm. I was confused as to why he said y’all but then I saw the other numbers he had texted them too. Marcus… Nolen… and me.

I decided to go but only because I know the other niggas gonna be there. If it was only me, I probably wouldn’t go because it ain’t gonna be nothing but trouble and I was trying to kill this nigga a couple of days ago.

I didn’t feel like stopping by the house first so I just went straight to his house. Kayla was knocked out and I was glad because I didn’t feel like getting questioned the whole time there about where we were going.

As I pulled up to the house, I looked at the time at it was 5:30pm now. I woke Kayla up and her face got scrunched up and nervous.

“Why are we at Chris’s house?”

See what I mean? Asking all them questions.

“Juh come on Kay.” 

She shook her head, “I don’t wanna go.”

“Bring ya ass on!” I slightly yelled frustrated. I hopped out the car and waited for her to get out too. She took forever just to get out which caused me to get even more frustrated. 

Walking up to the door, I looked over at her before knocking. Well… here goes nothing.

A couple minutes later, Chris opened up the door and looked at the both of us. “Thanks for coming.”

“I wouldn’t be here if Marcus and Nolen ain’t come so don’t get too happy,” I said as I walked through the door and went to the living room.

Everyone looked at me once they saw me. Terrae, Crystal and Raye was here too so I’m kinda glad I didn’t take Kayla home.

I sat next to Nolen because I really needed to talk to him. As I sat down, he mugged me and scooted over. I guess I deserved that for putting a gun up to his head. I don’t know what my ass was thinking.

I sighed, “Can I talk to ya?”

“I ain’t got shit to say to you August. I thought you was my brother but brothers don’t do that shit.”

Running my hands over my face, I looked at Marcus whose face told me to continue trying to talk to him so we can end this shit.

“I know bruh, I shouldn’t have done that but I wasn’t thinkin’ at tha time. I was high as fuck, drunk as fuck and angry as fuck. The niggas I was with got meh all hype off the situation and shit but I know who my real day one niggas are and it’s y’all.”

Nolen looked at me to see if I was being genuine. He shook his head and chuckled before dapping me up.

“You crazy as fuck August, I hope you know that.”

I laughed too, “Hell yeah, I ain’t eva doin’ that shit again.”

So much weight was lifted off my shoulders as I sighed in relief. I still don’t know about Chris though. Our beef run deep as fuck and the fact that I saw him with Kayla a couple days ago got me more heated. That’s his ex… I know they was a little too friendly when they were alone.

“Guess what y’all?” I said referring to only Nolen and Marcus but everyone else was listening too. They asked what was up. “I’ma be a daddy.”

“You for real?” Marcus said with a surprised look on his face. I guess I’m the last person anyone ever expected to get a girl pregnant and be happy about it. I nodded my head yes.

“Ayo, congrats nigga,” he stood up and dapped me as Nolen did the same.

Chris just sat there eyeing me but trying to slick act like he was looking at everyone but I’m not stupid. I know when someone’s staring at me.

“Chris, can you please show a pregnant lady where the bathroom is again?” Kayla said as she got up from the couch. I ain’t like the sound of that so I grabbed her hand.

“Don’t worry baby, I’ll be right back.” She added as she leaned down and kissed me slowly. I don’t think we ever kissed this passionate before but I’m not complaining.

She followed Chris down the hallway while I watched them fade.

As soon as Chris was out of sight, here comes Raye’s ass. She sat next to me and smiled like there was no one else in the room watching her. I swear she’s bold as fuck.

Not even 30 seconds ago, she was on Chris’s lap.

“Hey Aug, how you been?” 

“Straight,” I replied, keeping the conversation simple. I didn’t even look at her when I replied. She ain’t about to get me caught up while I got a baby on the way.

She put her hand on my thigh causing me to look down at it slowly, then up at her who was biting her lips. Chris must not be dicking her down right. All I know is, that ain’t my problem. She need to back up before Chris come back here and beat her ass.

I removed her hand from my thigh causing her to smack her lips.

“Why you acting like you ain’t love it when we–” She looked down at my dick then back up at me seductively. She was talking barely above a whisper. I don’t think anyone knows we fucked before.

I wasn’t trying to be serious with her, I just wanted some pussy.

“Well we don’t do shit no mo’.” 

She put her hand back on my thigh, “We can change that though.”

I smacked my lips and moved her hand again. She’s so fucking thirsty yo.

“Nah, we can’t. Whateva we did befo’ is over. Best believe that.”

She rolled her eyes in frustration, “Why you even acting like this? Because you got a little baby on the way now? Damn.”

I looked at her like she had lost her mind. Did she even hear herself? She sounded stupid as fuck.

“Yup. And I gotta girl. So get tha fuck outta here, female.” I was so close to yelling at her ass but I ain’t wanna make a scene so I kept it a little above a whisper.

“Oh yeah,” she folded her arms across her chest, “Well where yo ‘girl’ at now?”

Kayla

“Fuck! Chrissssss, don’t stop!” I whispered, trying to keep quiet but he was making it so damn hard. He pulled me closer into him and continued to ram into me.

He took me into a bathroom farther away from the living room but I know if I scream like how I want to, the whole house is gonna hear it.

My back was against the mirror and my legs were spread across the sink as I watched him move in and out of me. Biting my bottom lip to hold in my moans, I panted and watched his muscles flex with each stroke.

Damn, he is so fine. This is just what I needed.

He bit his lip as I clenched my walls around his dick. “Don’t do that shit!” He growled lowly making me get even more turned on.

Then he started hitting a spot that made me unable to control myself. “Shit! Right there! Don’t stop!” I whispered out. I couldn’t take this.

I finally let out a pool of juices and a long low moan.

My legs shook as he continued to fuck me with long slow strokes. “Chris!” I hissed.

“Hell nah, not stoppin’ until I nut too.” He started picking up his pace causing me to cover my mouth as my eyes rolled to the back of my head in pleasure.

I couldn’t take this shit no more. He was fucking my brains out right about now. I held onto whatever I could grab without making any noise.

Feeling his dick twitch inside of me, I knew he was about to cum so I met his strokes. He pulled out quickly and busted on my stomach.

I panted out of breathe and got off of the sink. Picking out some wipes, I wiped the sperm off of my belly and pulled up my pants and panties.

As soon as I pulled them up, I heard yelling and glass breaking causing me to look at Chris confused and run out of the bathroom.

Once we got back into the living room, we saw Crystal pulling Chris’s girlfriend’s hair and punching her in the face repeatedly. She’s always so quiet, what the fuck happened here.

Chris ran to break up the fight like the other boys were doing. With Chris’s help, they were finally able to separate the two.

“DO IT AGAIN BITCH! I DARE YOU!!” Crystal screamed nearly to the top of her lungs. Marcus grabbed her by her hand and intertwined their fingers before saying “Let’s go.”

He dapped everyone up before leaving with her. 

“Alright, what the fuck happened?” Chris asked anyone who was willing to answer.

August chuckled, “Your girl. You need to control her.”

“Fuck you mean?”

“Well,” Terrae stepped in, “your trifilin’ hoe ass girlfriend tried to flirt with Crystal’s boyfriend in her face. That’s disrespectful and I would’ve done the exact same thing Crys did.” She yelled before grabbing her belongings and storming out of the house.

“I guess that’s my cue,” Nolen said before dapping Chris and August up and leaving.

And then there were four…

August sighed and stood up, “Welp, if they leavin’ I’m leavin’.” Chris put his hand against his chest to stop him in his tracks.

“Aye, hold up bruh.” He said causing August to sigh and smack his lips. I saw his jaw clench causing me to get wet all over again. I felt like a nympho. “You ain’t gotta get no damn attitude, I just wanna talk.”

“Ain’t n’un to talk ‘bout nigga. We ain’t friends.” August replied, backing up from him and grabbing my arm so I can back up from him too. He’s so protective over me, it was cute.

Chris cracked his knuckles as if he was about to do something. Nothing is ever that serious.

“Man, I just wanted to talk about some things. Ain’t nobody tell yo hard headed ass that I wanted to be friends with you. That shit done and over with. Best believe that.” Chris retorted out of anger.

“Then why tha fuck is you talkin’ to me nigga?! Damn, get tha fuck out my face!” 

I grabbed August’s hand, “Baby, calm down.” He sighed and loosened up a little because he was starting to get tense as hell.

“I think you done lost your mind because you obviously don’t know who the hell you’re talking to. You not ‘bout to disrespect me in my damn house.”

August looked at him like he was stupid, “Nigga, you tha one keepin’ me here!”

“Because I had something to fucking say!”

By now, they were all up in each others faces, yelling and clenching their jaws. I didn’t know what the fuck to do. My ex and my boyfriend, and formal ex-bestfriends, were arguing for no damn reason honestly.

Like we get it, y’all have beef. Now either get over it or do something about it.

“Well say what ya gotta say so I can leave,” August said as he lifted his chin up basically challenging Chris. They’re too fucking hotheaded, I’ll tell you that much. I see why they were best friends.

“Don’t tell me what I do and do not gotta do.”

August shook his head and started walking, “All yo bitch ass doin’ is wastin’ my time.”

Chris pushed him, “Who the fuck you talking to?!” August responded by pushing him back even harder than he had been pushed.

“YOU NIGGA!”

Before I knew it, they were scrapping all over the place. Shit was breaking and tipping over. I looked around nervously but everyone had left so there was no way to break them up and I didn’t want to jump in to stop it then accidentally get hit in my stomach.

They were yelling and punching each other repeatedly. Chris’s eye was fucked up and August’s lip was bleeding and hell of swollen.

“What the hell are y’all doing to my house?!” Chris’s mom came to the door and immediately saw the commotion going on in the living room. Once they heard her voice, they both stopped and stood straight up to look at her.

“Well…?” She crossed her arms over her chest. “Are you two going to answer me?”

“Nothing ma,” Chris responded as he scratched the back of his head.

She waved him off, “Don’t feed me that bullshit Christopher Maurice Brown. Tell me what’s going on right now. Why are you two fighting? And why is this girl always laid out on my floor?” She asked, referring to Raye who was laying on the floor all busted and bloody.

“N’un ma,” August said this time, “I was juh leavin’. C’mon Kay.” He kissed Chris’s mom on the cheek before stepping out and I followed behind him because me just standing there would be awkward as hell on my part.

August was already in the car by the time I ran out of there. I can tell he was pissed. His nostrils were flared, his veins were nearly popping out of his forehead, his face was turning read, and his jaw was clenched tight.

When I got situated in the car, I noticed him looking at his swollen lip in the mirror. He started sucking the blood from it and sped off.

I stared at him for a while but once he noticed my staring, I looked away. Well this is awkward. It’s quiet and I honestly don’t know what to say. 

I tried to lighten the mood with baby talk because I know he loves it. “Have you thought of any names?”

“We don’t e’en know tha gender of tha baby.” 

Wow, he sounds like me. I don’t even know what to say now. I guess I’ll just leave him alone since he’s mad. I sighed heavily causing him to look over at me. 

He eventually huffed and grabbed my hand to hold it. I intertwined our fingers causing him to flash me a quick smile. 

“Sorry, I’m juh mad.”

“I know baby,” I leaned over to kiss his cheek, “it’s okay.”

He squeezed my hand tighter causing me to giggle, “I love you too Aug.”

India

“I don’t have time for you Chris, I have to get ready for a dinner date in a few,” I waved him off causing him to grab my hands and pull me closer to him.

“Just hear me out!” He growled. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest, signaling him to say whatever he was gonna say so I can continue on with my day. I don’t even know why he showed up here in the first place.

He sighed, “Alright, so I know I made a big mistake. I shouldn’t have fucked with Raye. I wasn’t even feeling her like that. I’m just so used to girls letting me do whatever the fuck I want and still letting me do them. I didn’t know what I had until I lost it and I know that you still gotta have at least some feelings for me. So… I want us to maybe try again? I’ll be better. You can check my phone whenever and I wanna show you off–”

“Chris,” I interrupted him, “do you hear yourself? You can’t come in when it’s too late and try to get me back. You should have thought about that when you were acting like an asshole to me. I know I might have acted bitchy but I was going through a lot. You just ran out on me… I loved you Chris and I wanted you to show some initiative. I wanted you to show that you want me.”

“But I’m doing that now!”

“BUT I’M WITH SOMEONE ELSE!” I said louder than I meant to say. His jaw clenched as he looked away from me but still stood in the same position he’s been standing in.

Tears were streaming down my face now. I didn’t want me and Chris to end, well at least not like this.

He cupped my face in his hands and wiped my tears. “India… I still love you.” I looked into his eyes and I could tell he was genuine. His eyes always had me mesmerized when we were together. They haven’t change one bit.

“I still love you too Chris,” I grabbed his hand, “but we can’t be together.” Tears started pouring as I removed his hands from my face and looked away.

I couldn’t bare to look him in his eyes. He stood there for what seemed like forever but eventually let out a frustrated sigh and stormed out the door. Sometimes I wish things were different but then I realize that Jordan is the one that has been down for me and he helped me out of my depression. I’m not gonna just drop him for someone who cheated on me.

Going to my room, I headed to the bathroom to wash my face. I already know that my eyes are probably red from crying and Jordan is going to be here any minute now to take me out.

Sure enough, I was right. Not only my eyes but my face was red too. I ran some cold water from the sink over my face about seven times before I used a small hand towel to dry it. I reached for my make up bag and started trying my hardest to hide the fact that I have puffy eyes.

I did my make up regularly for the most part then continued on to doing my hair. I really wanted to look nice tonight since we were going somewhere a bit fancier than what I’m used to.

I’m used to fast food and corner stores but Jordan said there’s none of that tonight. He’s been making me so happy these past month and my feelings are coming back stronger and stronger each day. He’s my one and only first love and although I planned on never seeing him again, it happened.

Maybe it happened for a reason because it seemed like that was the time where I needed him the most.

Placing the finishing touches on my hair, I admired myself in the mirror. Just as I was about to complain that Jordan was taking too long to get here, the doorbell rang. My face lit up as I ran to answer the door. I hope he likes my outfit.

I unlocked the door and my mouth fell ajar when I laid eyes on him. He cleans up really nice. He had on a dress shirt and some slacks but of course, he has to wear his Jordans. He looks fine.

I bit my lip, “This is all for me?”

“Of course.”

I have to admit, it’s been a long while since I’ve had sex that I actually wanted and Jordan was looking so good that I didn’t even want to go anywhere no more.

Suddenly, thoughts of what happened half an hour ago flooded my mind. I can’t lie, I wanted to kiss Chris really bad. His lips used to feel so good on mine and I feel bad that I even thought of it. That’s why I needed him to leave.

I wasn’t about to do something that I would regret.

My nose started burning as I tried to hold back the tears that were forming in my eyes. I unwillingly latched onto Jordan like I never wanted to let go of him. I felt so guilty and I didn’t even do anything.

“I’m sorry Jordan,” words just flew out of my mouth, “I want to be only yours. I love you. I want us to be official.”

Things grew silent for a while until I felt his warm hands lift my face up to look at him. “You want to be my girl?”

“Yes! I thought you’d never ask.”

He smiled at me, “I just wanted to make sure that you were ready and didn’t feel like things were moving too quickly.” He kissed me and I swear I fell in love all over again. We’ve shared pecks before but it was nothing like this. “I love you India.”

A single tear fell from my eye, “I love you too.”

He intertwined our hands, “So I can officially call you my girlfriend?”

“As long as I can officially call you my boyfriend.” I gushed out. Hopefully this time would be better than the last. I can tell he has changed a lot since then.

“Well then that means I need to show your gorgeous ass off. Especially with how you’re looking tonight.” He took out his phone and opened up the camera. “Let me take your picture.”

I sat on the bed and fluffed my hair up a little to make sure that it was looking good. He snapped a few pictures as I made a bunch of faces, some that were probably really ugly but I don’t care.

As he looked over them, he smiled, “Oh yeah, this one’s definitely going on instagram. You look beautiful.”

He swiped and typed away on his phone and then handed it to me so I can see the post.

@theylovejordan_:  it’s official 👫 😇 🔐 taking my girl out to dinner 😋🍴

I smiled at the post before pecking him on the cheek. I looked good.

Handing him back his phone, he locked it and put it in his pocket before holding his hand out for me to take. I grabbed it as he aided me to stand up since I had on heels. I grabbed my purse off the bed and made sure I had everything before leaving.

I locked the door once I left out of the house and he held my hand as he guided me to his car. He opened the door for me and I smiled at him before climbing in.

He’s so sweet and I could tell this was gonna be a start to a great night.

***

“But I want some of yours!” I whined as I continued trying to pick the fries off of his plate.

He smacked my hand away, “You have some.”

“But you got extra,” I sat up and cheesed like a little 5-year-old. He sighed and smirked at me before feeding me some fries. 

We’re so weird because we came to this fancy ass restaurant just to order some basic ass shit. It never fails. I’m just not into all of that, I’ll be fine with some Wendys. Plus, I’m not taking any more chances with seafood.

“Mmmm, yummy!” 

He stuck his tongue out at me causing me to giggle. Childish ass. I continued to eat my barbeque ribs. These ribs are poppin’! The best I’ve ever tasted hands down.

As the waitress passed by, I lightly tapped her arm. “Excuse me, can I get a to-go box please?”

“Make that two,” Jordan chimed in. She smiled at us before responding with “sure, no problem.” 

Once she walked away, Jordan asked, “So what do you wanna do after this?”

I wasn’t gonna say what I actually wanted to do because that would feel so weird and I wouldn’t admit it until he does anyways.

“I don’t know, what do you wanna do?” I asked biting my bottom lip anxiously. I don’t really know the reason why, just hoping he wanted to do the same thing that I wanted to do.

“I guess we’ll find out,” he replied as the waitress sat two to-go boxes and the check on the table. 

He wouldn’t let me see the price of the food. I’m glad he knows not to let me see because if I know it’s too much, I’m never gonna let him take me over here anymore. I don’t know why I do that but oh well.

Putting all my leftover food in the styrofoam box, I did the same for Jordan’s food as he searched in his wallet for his money. I don’t know exactly how much he pulled out but I could tell it was a lot. I pouted because he wouldn’t let me see.

Once everything was done and paid for, we left the restaurant. Everybody kept looking at us while we were walking out because we were laughing really loud. I didn’t really care though, fuck ‘em.

“So what do you wanna do?” He asked again while he was driving. Not telling!

“Just take me home,” I replied as I hoped and prayed that Crystal was over Marcus’s house tonight. 

For some reason, my hormones were raging tonight and that fact that Jordan looked so damn good didn’t make things any better. We’ve been okay with not breaking any boundaries because I told him that I didn’t trust him enough yet to get back together with him so we were on that best friend level.

And I liked how he respected that decision and didn’t treat me any differently or pester me to be with him emotionally or sexually. He just accepted his title.

It seemed like it took forever to get to my house from the restaurant we were at. But then again, my house isn’t near any good restaurants so I understand why.

My leg was shaking rapidly out of anxiousness and I think he could tell because he kept looking over at me but all I did was stare out of the window.

I watched the trees go by until we finally arrived at my place. Checking to see if any lights were on, it looked like no one was there so I was silently thanking God in my head. He always comes clutch.

“Can you walk me inside?” I asked him as I took off my seat belt.

He took off his and took the key out of the ignition, “Don’t I always?” He flashed me a smile which made me melt and opened up his car door. I was about to open mine too but by that time, he had already came around and opened it for me.

“Thank you,” I said as I straighten out my dress and walked up to my front porch with him following closely behind.

I looked back at him, “Dang, personal space,” I joked but what I really wanted was him to be closer to me. And then he smelled so good on top of everything. The works.

I unlocked the door and walked inside. Turning on some lights, I threw my bag on the couch and took off my heels. I took them to my room and instantly collapsed on the bed. My back was hurting like shit because I’m not used to wearing heels.

“How you gonna invite me in and leave me?” I heard Jordan laugh causing me to smile and pat the bed next to me.

I felt the bed shift, indicating that he had laid next to me. My bad needs some major cracking.

I groaned, “My back is killing me.”

“You want a massage?” 

My face lit up at that question. I don’t know one person who would turn down a massage. My head unwillingly nodded yes before I took off my dress and my bra so that I could lay down.

Before I laid down, I got some baby oil and gave it to him.

“Why you covering up?” He asked, referring to me attempting to cover up my breasts. He don’t need to see all that. I simply replied by sticking my tongue out and laying down on my stomach.

I laid on my arms to make sure that none of my makeup got on my sheets. He sat on my legs lightly and I heard his hands rub together before I felt his soft palms caress my back.

“Mmm,” I moaned out. I needed this badly. 

He was rubbing my body in ways I haven’t felt in a long time. Matter of fact, since we were together. Lately, I’ve been missing him being with me but now I don’t have to worry about that because he’s officially mine. I hope he doesn’t fuck this up like last time. I would be disappointed more than anything.

“Ooh, right there baby.” He was massaging a spot on my back that was really tense. He was a pro at this. I could get used to this.

“Your body is…” his words trailed off as I looked back to him biting his bottom lip. I smirked and thanked him. I’m glad I have the same effect on him that he has on me.

He gripped at my panties as if he was awaiting my permission to continued. I giggled shyly and lifted up my booty a little to help him take them off.

“India?” He said in a voice that seemed serious so I turned around to face him with a concerned expression on my face.

“Can I make love to you?”

Raye

“Shut the fuck up Chris! Damn, you get on my nerves.” I said, getting frustrated.

He stuck his tongue out at me, “At least I didn’t get my ass beat.” Childish ass. She barely did anything but give me one little scratch above my eye. Nothing else is touched. Chris is just over exaggerating.

Her younger sister did more damage to me to be honest but I heal really well and fast. I was about back to normal in a week and a half.

My stomach started rumbling but I ate not to long ago and I really wasn’t hungry so I just rubbed it a little bit.

“Ugh, my stomach hurts.” I complained to Chris with a pout on my face.

He laughed, “Go poop.”

I rolled my eyes. I hate when he says that because you don’t have to poop every time your stomach starts hurting. Eh, maybe I should just sleep it off.

Going downstairs, I went into the kitchen to get me a honey bun just in case hunger was the issue. I went back upstairs to go lay down.

“Where’s my honey bun?” Chris asked with his face scrunched up all cute and shit. Too bad though, I’m mad at him.

“In the pantry,” I laughed causing him to lightly mush me and chuckle a little to himself. I did get him one but to be honest, I ate it on the way upstairs. Honey buns are like an addiction to me. They HAVE to be in my pantry at all times.

I laid down next to Chris who had already made himself comfortable on the bed. He was mesmerized by Spongebob that was playing on the flat screen TV in the middle of my room. He’s a little kid, I swear.

I don’t think I’ve ever dated a guy that loves cartoons as much as Chris does. But it’s adorable to me, I don’t find it weird or anything. I started watching the show too and it was the episode with the HashSlingingSlasher. One of my all time favorites.

“This shit scary bae,” Chris said as he held my hand. He didn’t even sound an ounce bit scared. I laughed at his retarded ass.

“Boy, if you don’t sit yo gahdam UGLY ass, pistol grip chin down somewhere…” We both laughed because he’s the one that showed me that vine. I yawned and rubbed my tummy because it was starting to hurt again.

I cuddled up next to him and wrapped my arms around his torso. “I’m ‘bout to go to sleep baby.”

“No you not,” he shook me a little bit. I whined and pouted at him but he just kept shaking me.

“Stop itttttt! I’m not asleep yet.”

He stopped shaking me, “You not going either.”

“But I don’t feel good!”

“Want me to make you feel good?”

I shook my head no, “I feel like I’m gonna throw up. Let me rest.” He looked surprised because this was the first time I have ever turned down sex from him. What can I say? It was bomb.

“Fine.” He crossed his arms over his chest.

I smiled and kissed his cheek, “Aw, my big whiney baby. I’ll be up in and hour or so, watch your show.” He nodded in response.

I got comfortable on top of him again and was finally able to close my eyes and drift off to sleep.

***

I woke up to my stomach feeling like it was bubbling. My mouth watered and my spit was bitter so I immediately ran to the bathroom.

A stream of vomit came pouring out like it was nothing. I don’t even think I ate this much.

“What happened?” Chris came in rubbing his tired eyes before he scrunched up his face once he saw why I was in here hovering over the toilet. “Ew.”

“Get outttt,” I groaned because my stomach was feeling queasy. Plus I didn’t want him to see me and my vomit, that’s weird and really embarrassing. 

Once I was done, I flushed the toilet and brushed my teeth. The taste was so nasty in my mouth, I’m probably gonna brush like three times. 

Afterwards, I crawled into bed and I guess Chris was awake now because he was knocked the fuck out when I woke up. He’s usually a heavy sleeper so I’m surprised he even woke up at the sound of me throwing up.

“You brushed your teeth right?” He asked backing up from me playfully.

I mushed him, “Duh, that would be nasty.”

He laughed and wrapped one of his arms around my shoulder while the other one rubbed my belly.

“So what was that all about?” He asked because I haven’t gotten sick in years and right now, I’m feeling horrible.

I thought over what it could be and a nervously terrified looked washed over my face. I turned to face him as I looked in his eyes.

“Chris…. I think we need to buy a pregnancy test.”

[fatal-addictionff]

CHAPTER 27

Chris

“Why you even worried about it? You got me.” She said as she climbed on top of me and rubbed down my chest.

I smacked my lips, “Not right now Raye, damn.”

She smacked her lips and got off of me before walking out of the room. I don’t know why she does that shit. She likes to do shit when she knows I’m mad.

What the fuck India doing with that nigga anyway?

I ain’t never seen him before and now all of a sudden he wanna pop up and kiss her right in front of me. Cheek or not, that shit still pissed me off. That shit was mad disrespectful.

She looked relieved to see him too. I had to leave before I ended up fucking that nigga up in that fast food restaurant.

I sighed and shook that off my mind. Fuck, now Raye mad at me and probably think I want India ass back.

“RAYE!” I called out to her. Waiting a couple minutes, I still got no response so I got up and searched around the house for her hard headed ass.

Finding her in the kitchen, I smacked my lips at her hungry self. “I know you heard me calling you.”

“Yeah, I heard you.” She rolled her eyes as I hugged her from the back. Now she’s gonna try to act all mad and get me into doing something to make it up to her. It never fails.

“What you want? A massage?” She shook her head no and continued to give me the silent treatment.

I sighed and spun her around so that she was facing me, “I’m sorry ok? I was just a little upset.”

She scoffed, “Mhm, upset ‘cause that bitch was with another nigga. Just face it, you still have feelings for her.”

“I don’t have any feelings for her,” I lied, “I’m with you right?”

“Barely.”

I smacked my lips and removed my arms from around her shoulders. “You trippin’.”

Instead of responding, she walked back upstairs and I heard her bedroom door slam. I wasn’t even gonna entertain that shit.

Getting a text, I unlocked my phone and read the message.

From: Kay 🙈

Hey 😒 u still takin me to the clinic?

Damn, I almost forgot. Well at least it gives me something to do while Raye’s mad and throwing her little temper tantrum.

“I’ll be back later Raye!” I called out to her as I walked out of the house. Once I heard the door lock, I walked to my car and hopped in.

Pulling off, I was hungry so I decided to stop for something to eat. Kayla says I shouldn’t eat out that much but fuck that.

I stopped at Chick-fil-a and got me some of those little nuggets with a side of fries and some lemonade. They got like the best chicken. I don’t know if I can decide between Chick-fil-a and Zaxbys.

I finished my food in no time but my drink was still full. Arriving at my house, I walked in sipping my lemonade loudly.

“It’s about damn time you came home. What– hey… where’s my food?” Kayla frowned, eyeing my drink.

“At Chick-fil-a,” I laughed causing her to flick me off and roll her eyes.

I don’t even know why she puts up with my ass.

“Whatever, just take me to this damn place so I can find out if I’m having a boy or girl.” She said excitedly. I was kind of jealous of August, no lie. They gonna have a cute kid.

I chuckled and put my lemonade in the fridge before getting my keys out my pocket and waiting for Kayla to start walking. She put on her shoes and opened the door before closing it in my face. This little girl is gonna get hurt.

I smacked my lips and opened the door up again before stepping outside and locking the door behind me.

She was waiting on the passenger of my car. I shouldn’t even let her ass in, she lucky she pregnant or I would make her stand in this heat. 

Unlocking the door, I immediately hopped in and put on my seat belt. I had to wait for her slow ass to settled before pulling off.

“Alright, you know where this place at?” 

She nodded her head, “I’ll tell you where to go.”

I drove in the directions she told me and we were at the clinic or whatever in about ten minutes. I looked around and realized that I be down here all the time. I don’t know why I didn’t notice this place before.

Probably because I don’t got no damn baby to worry about.

Pulling up in the parking lot, I took the keys out of the ignition and hopped out the car. Kayla followed behind me and we walked in together.

I looked around and there were a bunch of pregnant ladies and shit causing me to scrunch up my face. I don’t wanna be here no more.

Kayla must have sensed my uneasiness because she rolled her eyes and grabbed my hand, leading me to the front desk.

“Hi, do I need an appointment to find out what gender my baby is?”

The desk lady looked over her computer and smiled at us, “You’ll have to wait a bit but we can perform an ultrasound and take it from there.”

Wait? I don’t wanna wait, I wanna get this shit over with.

“Ok, that’s great!” Kayla answered. That ain’t no damn great, she setting a nigga up. We gonna be here for hours man.

“You two are a beautiful couple,” the lady added as Kayla and I both chuckled.

Before Kayla got a chance to respond, I butted in, “Thanks. Do you think our baby will have my eyes?” Kayla gasped at me but played along.

“No no no, the baby’s most definitely gonna have my eyes. I just know it.”

“Well,” the lady started, “there’s only one way to find out. When the baby gets here!”

I chuckled to myself. This lady is way too excited for someone else’s baby but I guess it’s normal since she sees it happening every day. We went to go take a seat in the waiting room and I immediately pulled out my phone to see what percent it was on.

I was not about to be stuck here bored as fuck with no phone, that’s dead. Luckily, it was on 93% so I was straight.

Putting my phone back in my pocket, I looked over at Kayla who was shaking her leg nervously. I sighed and put my arm around her to calm her down.

“It’s gonna be alright,” I whispered in her ear causing her to close her eyes and smile. She used to love when I did that shit when we were together. I slick wanna be there for her and the baby like a uncle but I already know August not gonna let me do it.

It’s a shame that nigga let some females come between us to be honest. But I guess you find out who your real friends are eventually. I’m just mad I wasted so much time with that nigga but fuck it, never again.

“So what do you think it’s gonna be?” Kayla asked, breaking me out of my thoughts. 

She looked excited as fuck now. Oh hell nah, we not having this mood swing shit.

Dismissing the fact that her nerves were racking up just two seconds ago, I answered what I would want. “I don’t know but I hope it’s a boy. A girl is too much.”

“How?”

I shrugged, “They too much to deal with. My nieces be so whiney and I already know I’m gonna have to fuck some niggas up when they get older. They can’t date until they’re twenty-five with a job and a house–”

She cut me off by laughing hard as hell. She must think I’m playing.

I looked at her with a serious expression on my face because I was honestly confused at what the fuck was so funny.

“Chris. You’re too damn much.”

I nodded in a sarcastic manner, “Mhm, yeah keep thinking I’m playing.” 

She giggled and then looked at me with an austere look plastered on her face. “Thanks for being there for me Chris, for real.”

“I’ve decided to go back to August’s house tomorrow,” she added, “I’m gonna take your advice and tell him about the baby before he finds out some other way and I’m gonna show him the ultrasound pictures that I should be getting today.”

I nodded in understanding. That’s gonna be hard. 

Knowing August, he might blow the fuck up but I know one thing he’s not gonna do is leave a woman by herself with his child. He ain’t that much of a fuck nigga.

August was always against niggas running out on their child and baby mama. We all thought that shit was lame because if you can lay there and have sex, you can take care of the child you create.

Us niggas got it easy. That’s why I want a boy. We don’t gotta deal with all that and I don’t wanna have to kill some little boy for breaking my baby girl’s heart.

But enough of this baby shit. I’m not having one no time soon so I’m good.

I sighed and brought out my phone so I could scroll through instagram. This place was boring as fuck and everyone else but Kayla was getting called.

That shit was annoying, I was getting impatient.

“Yo, when are you gonna get called?”

She giggled, “Relax. They were here before me and if they weren’t, they probably had appointments. They’re gonna call me when they’re free.”

Just as I was about to say something, a nurse called out, “Kayla Phillips!”

She turned on me with a ‘I told you so’ look on her face causing me to wave her. I got up with her and walked towards the double doors that the nurse came from.

Stopping me in my tracks, the nurse asked what my relationship to her was.

“This is my boyfriend,” Kayla chimed in, “you know, my baby’s father.”

I swear she’s so damn awkward when she lies. The nurse just nodded and guided us to a room before telling us to wait there for a bit. All you do is fucking wait with doctors.

Too many people getting pregnant and shit, y’all working my nerves.

“So how long do we have to wait now?”

She rolled her eyes, “Don’t get no attitude with me Chris. You offered and I never said you had to stay here with me.”

“Yeah yeah yeah, but where am I going? Nowhere.” I replied and got back on my phone causing her to giggle. I wasn’t about to leave her alone. This was something exciting for her and I know since she can’t share it with August, she’s gonna wanna share it with someone.

Climbing on top of the high chair in the middle of the room with these monitors next to it, she began to swing her feet because they couldn’t touch the floor.

I looked at the time and it was already almost seven o’clock. We’ve been here forever.

A female doctor finally walked in causing me to sigh in relief. I’m ready to go!

***

“Chris! Look at his little head!” Kayla squeezed my hand and looked at the monitor in excitement. We couldn’t find out the gender of the baby this early but it was still cool to see how he or she was growing.

“That baby got a big ass head like his mommy,” I joked causing her to mush my head and giggle. 

Her eyes lit up as she looked back over at the screen. She couldn’t take her eyes off of it. She looked so happy to be pregnant. I wonder if it’s gonna be like that for me.

I mean I’m not gonna be pregnant but you know what I mean.

“Can we get the pictures today?”

“Yeah, let me go get them developed for you,” the doctor smiled at us as she left out of the room.

I sighed, “You ready to be a mommy?”

“I feel like I am. I already know I’m gonna love my baby to death and I’m gonna spoil them any chance I get. It’s only right.” She giggled.

Well she seemed happy so I was happy.

As soon as the doctor came back and gave Kayla the ultrasound pictures, we were off the scene.

It was almost eight now. We were looking at the baby for a while even though it wasn’t really doing much. Her belly was still small so I could understand. Her baby bump is little.

You would just think she’s getting fat.

“I can’t wait to show these to August,” she smiled as she looked at the pictures causing my face to slant a little.

That wasn’t gonna be pretty.

Jordan

“Blah blah blah nigga. All you do is talk.” I teased as she cracked her neck and knuckles.

“I hope you’re ready to get your ass whooped!”

I held up my hands in defense and looked over at Crystal, hinting to her that we were ready for her to start. She spinned the little wheel thing as me and India stared each other down basically fighting for dominance.

“Right hand, red.” Crystal called out causing India and I both to put our right hand on the color red.

I’m the king of Twister, I hope she knows she can’t beat me.

As Crystal continued to call out the colors, we got all twisted up and India’s arms started to shake vigorously because she was trying to hold herself up.

“Just give up. I’m the one with the upper body strength.” I whispered in her ear causing her to shake her head no.

“No way am I losing this bet.”

All of a sudden, she got an extra boost of strength and stopped shaking before she tried to push my elbow.

“That’s cheating!” I yelled causing us both to laugh.

She never plays fair I swear. But I didn’t let up though. I’m about to win this bet whether she likes it or not.

There’s no way I’m doing a damn strip tease. I had to win this shit.

“Right foot, green.”

That’s when I knew I fucked up. There was no way I could do that. India smirked at me and put her right foot on the green spot.

“We’re waiting Jor Jor,” she said in a baby voice and smiled extra hard at me.

Struggling to put my right foot on the green, I fell on my back and sighed. India got up and did a little happy dance while she screamed “I win!”

Crystal laughed, “You guys are so childish.” She got up and went to her room before telling us to put everything back where it’s supposed to go. I wasn’t even worried about cleaning, I just couldn’t believe I lost this shit.

Now I gotta try hard as hell to get out of the bet because there wasn’t no way in hell I was going through with it.

I’m sorry but I can’t.

***

“Come on, let me throw some ones!” India laughed while she threw a wad of money up in the air. Grind On Me was playing in the background. This felt weird as hell.

“I’m gonna need all this money back though, I been trying to save up.”

She stuffed some money in the waistband of my boxers causing me to smack my lips. “Nah, I’m ‘bout to get paid for my damn services.”

She giggled, “Somebody’s a little salty.” She pinched my cheek causing me to slap her hands away.

This wasn’t funny.

“Aw, come on. I’ll give you kisses.” She immediately started kissing all over my face.

Pushing her off, I wiped them. “You’re not supposed to touch the stripper.” I flipped some imaginary hair making her bust out into a fit of laughter.

“Don’t ever do that again!” She said trying to catch her breath.

“You don’t gotta worry ‘bout that now let me put on my clothes.”

She put my shirt and pants behind her, “Aw, why you look nice.” She laughed. This girl always playing, it’s slick getting cold and my balls don’t like it.

I shook my head at her causing her to laugh and hand me my clothes back. I decided to just put on my pants and leave my shirt on the floor.

Climbing on the bed, I grabbed her by her waist and straddled her on top of me. She curled up in a little ball and got comfortable as I just held her so that she was warm.

Nearly five minutes later, I heard cute light snores coming from her.

“I love you.” I whispered as I let out a long exaggerated sigh.

I wish I never did what I did to her. I know it made her untrustworthy of a lot of people. I was just young and dumb and I wanted clout before I made it to high school. 

And to me, that was fucking as many females as seniors did. I realized later on down the line that the shit I thought was lame.

I never stopped thinking about her, I just had to keep up with my act. Nobody makes me feel like she does and we have fun together because we got chemistry. We’re not afraid to be ourselves around each other.

I’ve had a few girlfriends since India and I broke up and even when we were young, she made things feel real and she was down for me.

Always supported me and made sacrifices, shit that people our age usually didn’t do. And she let me have her virginity. That’s big.

I tried not to think about the past and started drifting off to sleep.

***

Waking up to her scent, I smiled a bit. I would’ve never thought that we would be where we are now.

If anything, I thought she would hate me all her life but I’m glad she gave me a chance to make it up to her though. I’m glad I saw her walking that day.

I shook her lightly causing her to shift on top of me and let out a tired groan. I chuckled and shook her again.

“Noooooooooo,” she dragged out and got comfortable on me again. As soon as I heard snoring, I shook her ass again. Why the hell she so sleepy?

“Jordan,” she said sternly, “let me sleep.”

I shook my head even though her eyes were closed, “Nope. We going out today so you need to get up.”

“Going out where?” she whined. She’s such a damn crybaby.

“It’s a surprise. Now get up.” I patted her booty and removed myself from underneath her. It really wasn’t a surprise, I just wanted to go out somewhere with her.

I’ll probably take her to the mall to get some clothes or some shoes. I don’t think she gets catered to a lot. But I’m gonna change that.

Going into the bathroom, I started up the shower and started brushing my teeth. I keep an extra pair of everything at her house now since we spend so much time together. It makes sense.

She dragged into the bathroom with her hair all messed up causing me to chuckle.

“Oh great,” she whined as she looked in the mirror, “I don’t feel like straightening it again.”

I smirked, “Let me go ahead and get on that.” I started rubbing my hands together like Bird Man.

“Oh hell nah, you not ‘bout to burn off my hair,” she pushed me away while laughing.

“I can for real. Don’t play me like I can’t do something that simple.”

She thought it over, “Eh, I’ll give you a chance. Now go take a shower and stop wasting our water!”

I chuckled as she started brushing her teeth. I stripped out of my clothes and noticed India staring at me but when I looked back at her, she quickly turned her head way.

Shaking my head, I hopped in the shower. I washed off and when I hopped out, she had the flat iron all ready and she looked more refreshed. I guess she washed her face and everything.

“You must be ready for me to slay your hair?”

She responded by laughing and nodded her head. ‘”Hurry up and get dressed so I can find out what I wanna wear.”

“Aw, you wanna match?” I teased as she pushed me.

Drying off, I started getting dressed and putting on cologne. She walked into her closet and frowned.

“I don’t have anything to match that.”

“That’s alright, you gonna look beautiful either way.” I kissed her on her cheek and pulled her into the bathroom because I wanted to prove her wrong.

I started doing her hair, acting like I was a professional at this shit. Once I was finished, she looked over it in awe. Told her that I could do it.

“You like?”

She nodded. I felt accomplished.

“Lemme take a picture of my masterpiece,” I said as I pulled out my phone causing her to laugh. She posed all sexy-like as she looked at herself in the mirror.

I bit my lip as I looked at the picture, “This is just for safe keeping.” I said as I snatched my phone away when she tried to look at the picture. If she saw it, she’d probably tell me to delete it.

But damn, I swear she’s perfect.

“I gotta go look for an outfit,” she pouted as she walked into her closet.

“Go ahead. You ‘bout to get some new ones in a few anyway.” I mumbled lowly so she couldn’t hear me.

I waited about ten minutes before she finally came out with a pretty laid back outfit on. She looked really nervous and worried so I asked her what was wrong.

“How do I look?”

My face softened, “You look beautiful, you should know that.”

“I just want to make sure that none of my scars show,” her head fell as if she was ashamed to have even said that. I was speechless and I didn’t know what I could say to make her feel better.

Lifting up her head, I made her look at me in the eyes, “You’re beautiful.”

A single tear left her eye as she pulled away and hurried into the bathroom. I sighed in defeat and slowly walked after her before standing in the doorway. She was looking in the mirror, applying light make up to her face.

I smacked my lips, “You don’t even need any of that shit.”

Turning around swiftly, she hit me in the chest for cussing and turned back around to finish what she was doing.

Once she was done, we both got our stuff and left the house. As we got in the car, she asked again, “Are you gonna tell me where we’re going?”

“Nope.” I stated simply before starting up the car and pulling out of the driveway.

She let out a heavy frustrated sigh and crossed her arms over her chest. I chuckled. She’s such a little crybaby.

When we pulled up at the mall, her eyes lit up. “Omg! I’ve never actually been here.”

I scrunched up my face at what she said. She’s never been to the mall? It’s not that far from her house. She hopped out of the car before I even got a chance to park fully. I’m guessing she’s pretty excited.

Getting out of the car, I looked around the parking lot for her but she was nowhere in sight. Great. Now I have to find her.

I made my way through the entrance of the mall and searched around for her. It couldn’t be hard because she was wearing white.

Looking around, I sighed in frustration. Today just had to be the day when everyone decided to wear white.

“I wanna go to this store!” She grabbed my arm and dragged me into one of the stores. My heart started pounding because she scared my ass.

She intertwined our fingers and we looked around at some of the clothes that were there. She said she liked a couple of them but quickly put them down once she saw the price.

“I can’t afford anything over $20,” she slightly frowned, “I had to pay me and Crystal’s phone bill.”

I picked up the outfit that she recently put down and held it up against her body. “Is this your size?”

“Yes but I can’t afford it.”

Taking it up to the cash register, I paid for it and handed the bag to her before balling up the receipt. It really wasn’t that much, I wear shit way more expensive.

She slightly frowned, “Why’d you do that?”

“Surprise. It’s your day, duh.”

She looked like she was thinking long and hard about something. “It’s not even close to my birthday and I can’t think of anything special that happened on this day–”

“I can’t just get it for you because it’s Friday?” I chuckled. Today didn’t have to be anything special, I just wanted to make it something special.

We went to a few more stores and she got a couple more things before leaving. I was trying to talk to her but she was completely ignoring me because she was looking at the pictures of the things she had tried on in the mall.

So I took my phone out and took a picture without her noticing before uploading it to my Snapchat story.

Snatching her phone out of her hand, I ran with it. She tried to chase me but then she realized she had a big bag in her hand and pouted.

“Give it back!” she whined.

“Nope, you’re not ignoring me no more.”

She frowned, “I’m not ignoring you.”

“Says the girl that’s been ignoring me for the past five minutes.”

Putting her phone in my pocket, I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and tried to kiss her cheek but she pulled away causing me to laugh.

“Aw, the poor baby’s upset,” I teased in my baby voice making her smile. She pushed me and replied with ‘whatever.’

All of a sudden, her phone started ringing off the hook. She told me to put it on silent but it must be important if someone is calling like this so I gave it to her.

Answering the call, she put it on speaker before saying “hello?”

The voice on the phone spoke frantically, “India you gotta help. Chris is in trouble!”

The line quickly hung up and we looked at each other in confusion.

Crystal

“Are you ready to visit him baby?” I asked Marcus as he nearly shook himself out his shoes.

He was pretty nervous about visiting his dad in the hospital because they haven’t seen each other in a couple years. I grabbed his hand, assuring him that everything was going to be alright because I’m right here with him.

Sighing heavily, he squeezed my hand tighter and wiped the sweat off of his forehead. Aw, my poor baby is so anxious.

I haven’t seen him this nervous ever. It’s a new part of him but at least I get to be there for him while he goes through this. I’m glad he isn’t ignoring me and pushing me away anymore. He’s already losing his father, he shouldn’t have to lose me too.

“I don’t even wanna do this anymore,” he said before turning around to walk away but I stopped him.

“Look at me,” I lifted his face up by his chin, “if you don’t do this, I promise you that you’re gonna regret it. You need this.”

He sighed and nodded his head in agreement before turning back around.

He hesitated but eventually opened the door to the room that his father was in. We both walked in, hand-in-hand, and when his dad saw Marcus’s face, his face immediately lit up. I knew he was gonna be happy to see him.

“M-Marcus,” he said in a raspy voice as he tried to sit up but it seemed like he had trouble doing it because of the pain.

Rushing to his side, I helped him up and made sure everything was fine.

“And who is this beautiful young lady?” His dad asked, referring to me I’m guessing.

“I’m Crystal,” I smiled, “I’m Marcus’s–”

“Future wife.” Marcus said, cutting me off. My neck quickly snapped in his direction and tears formed in the brims of my eyes. I wanted to address that but they needed some time to talk and find closure.

“It’s nice to meet you Crystal,” he smiled at me as I shook his fragile hand. “It’s nice to finally meet you too.”

I looked over at Marcus so that he would say something. “So how have you been these past few years dad?”

“Eh, could be better but what can ya do?” He chuckled. He seemed like a really happy man. “How have you been son?”

“Angry.”

I slightly frowned at his response but I didn’t say anything because he needed to get everything off of his chest now so that they can forgive each other for whatever happened and spend this time together.

“I understand that you and mom didn’t work out, there’s nothing I can do about that. But when you left her, you left me too and I couldn’t understand why because we were always so close… I came up with every excuse for what you did to make it seem like you weren’t a bad person but you are. You never even called to check on me or see how I was doing. You weren’t there for any of my major achievements, you weren’t there for me… And that’s all it was. You ran out on the both of us.”

His dad let out a rather long sigh, “I know… I should have and I’m sorry. There’s no excuse for what I did and it was my mistake. I know it’s too late now to be the father that I was supposed to be but I’m hoping that we could get back to how we used to be–”

“We can’t get back to how we used to be. We’ve both changed… but I do forgive you and I’ll give you another chance while you still have time.”

“Thank you,” his father had a look of relief on his face, “that’s all I ask.”

Seeing a tear fall from Marcus’s eye, I quickly stepped over to comfort him. I know this must be hard for him. Not seeing his dad for all these years then when he does see him, he’s in this state.

“It’s alright,” Marcus assured me as he sat next to his dad. He held his hand out and Marcus hesitated but eventually grabbed it and squeezed it tight.

I smiled at the sight.

Over the next few hours, we were all just talking and they were catching up really well and bonding together.

As we left the hospital, I finally realized how much time we spent there. 

Marcus stopped me as I was walking to the car and hugged me tightly. “When we get home, I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you.” He whispered in my ear causing me to instantly get wet.

Where did that come from?

Kissing me passionately, he squeezed my waist and pulled me closer. I don’t know what’s up with him but I like it a lot. He led me back to the car and opened the door for me to get in.

He went around to the drivers side and hopped in before pulling off. 

I was so anxious to get home. I could feel myself getting wetter as we got closer to the house. I don’t why I was so ready for this. Probably because we haven’t done anything since we took each other’s virginity.

We just got back on track and fixed everything and we’ve been so focused on his dad that we haven’t really spent any time on each other.

My legs were nearly shaking as we pulled into the driveway.

Once he put the car in park, he walked around and opened the door for me again. I stepped out nervously, as he took my hand into his and led me to the front door.

Lord, was I ready.

***

“What do you mean he’s in trouble?” I questioned frantically into the phone as I looked over at Marcus who was confused as to what I was talking about.

India: I don’t know Crys, Nolen called me and said that he was then hung up. I haven’t been able to call him back and Terrae said that August showed up to their house with a bunch of niggas and threatened him.

Me: So what do you want me to do?

India: I need you to tell Marcus to go to Chris’s house now.

Me: Okay, I will… what do you thing is gonna happen?

India: *sighs* I don’t know Crystal. I don’t know.

She hung up the phone and I did what I said I was gonna do and told Marcus. 

As soon as he heard what was up, he got dressed in all black and hopped in the car. He told me he didn’t want me to come with him because he don’t know what could happen because August is reckless.

He kissed me goodbye and said he loved me before taking off in the direction of Chris’s house.

I hope he’s gonna be okay and that no one gets hurt. I can’t tell you how worried I am for everyone.

Even though I said it before he left, I sent Marcus a text.

To: My Love  ❤︎ 😍 👫 😋

Be careful out there babe. I love u 

Lord, help them.

August

“Bruh, shut tha fuck up!” I yelled out in frustration. Nolen was pissing me off. He acting like we ain’t never did shit like this before.

“No nigga! You acting stupid as fuck!” He retorted. 

I chuckled, “Yeah well, I’m tired of that nigga disrespectin’ meh.”

He shook his head in response. I’m not gonna lie, I feel bad for forcing him to do this shit with me but I don’t trust half these niggas in this car to be honest. I need somebody with me that I know won’t do no shady shit.

Gripping the pistol that was in my hand, I sighed and pulled myself together. I ain’t backing out now, fuck that.

“I ain’t taking no part in this shit,” Nolen said through clenched teeth. “Yes tha fuck ya are. Ain’t got no choice.” I replied as I buried my face in my hands.

The car stopped, causing me to look up and check if we were at his crib already but all we did was stop at a gas station. For some reason, I let out a sigh of relief.

Tucking my gun under the seat, I hopped out and went into the store to buy me an Arizona. My throat was dry as fuck right about now.

When I went up to the register to pay for my merchandise, I looked over at the car and saw the niggas waiting for me. 

I just can’t stop thinking. Can I actually do this shit?

Sighing, I paid for my drink and opened it immediately as I walked outside. I made my way back to the car and got in next to Nolen.

“Ya want some?” I offered him some of my drink but he declined it so I downed that shit.

I threw it out the window as we pulled off again.

My heart started pumping as I started recognizing the streets we were passing. I remember when I used to come down these streets almost everyday. Shaking my head of some doubts, I grabbed my pistol from under the seat and pulled another one out from the duffle bag that one of the niggas with me was holding.

I placed the gun in Nolen’s hand causing him to look at me in disbelief. I guess he didn’t think that I was gonna actually go through with this. I didn’t either to be honest.

My leg started shaking anxiously as we pulled into his street. I watched as the houses passed by and it seemed to get slower and slower as we finally arrived at his crib.

It looks like he just got here too. I watched as he hopped out the car but I stopped when I saw the passenger door open.

My face scrunched up in anger. This is where Kayla’s been at this whole time?!

Usually I plan things out but once I saw her, I jumped out of the car I was in before it could even stop with my gun hot in my hand.

“KAYLA!” My voice boomed outraged and disgusted. She jumped in fear at the sound of my voice.

A look of nervousness washed over her face, “A-August… How did you–”

“I didn’t, I came here fa this nigga but na I see ya been thottin’ around.”

The look of fear on her face quickly switched to anger. “Don’t even pull that shit August! You’ve been cheating on me for god knows how long and you know it! And don’t you dare try to lie to me because you fucked my so-called friend and she told me herself!”

“That don’t mean ya go out wit’ this nigga! What can he give ya that I can’t?!”

“Well first off, he has been helping me and actually acts like he cares about the child in my stomach!”

I froze and my gun dropped out of my hand onto the ground. “…What?”

She sighed, “I was gonna tell you tomorrow Aug.” Her tone was much softer than before. She handed me what looked like some pictures.

Looking at them, my eyes started to water. I’m gonna be a daddy?

“But I thought…”

“I’m sorry,” she held my hand in hers, “I couldn’t build myself up to get an abortion. I understand if you don’t want the baby but… I do.”

Dropping the ultrasound photos, I knelt down and rubbed her stomach. 

There sure was a little baby bump growing. I can’t believe I didn’t notice. Especially with all them questions she’s been asking me. I’m surprised I didn’t catch on.

It felt like I was rubbing her belly for hours until I finally stood up and cupped her face in my hands before kissing her. She was having my baby and I’m gonna do all I can to help out.

I’m gonna give my baby the world but… that means I’m gonna have to slow down with the game. It’s too dangerous to have a family.

“I’m sorry baby. Come home.”

[fatal-addictionff]

CHAPTER 26

Kayla

“Chrissssss,” I whined out of breath, “why you gotta take your anger out on me?”

“Shut yo ass up. You know you liked it, the way you was screaming my name.” I giggled and waved him off.

He tore my shit up and I don’t even know why. I just know when Chris is angry or upset. That was straight up angry sex.

“So are you still gonna take me to the clinic?” I asked because most likely, he forgot that he even said he was going to.

He checked the time, “Oh shit, I forgot. Well we still got a little bit of time if you wanna go.”

“Nigga, I can barely walk right with the way you was fucking me!”

He smirked at me causing me to roll my eyes and bust out in a fit of laughter. This nigga so damn cocky. But I really did wanna go see what the gender was. My legs were just too weak to even hold me up right now and I’m pretty sure the clinic is gonna close soon.

“Can you just take me tomorrow?”

“I fucked you up that bad?” He chuckled with a look of accomplishment on his face.

“Nope, I’m just lazy.” I replied knowing damn well that wasn’t the reason. I’m surprised my thighs ain’t bruised from how hard he was hitting it from the back.

“Don’t be doing that shit no more Chris. Take your anger out on your little girlfriend.”

He smacked his lips and scooted over on the far edge of the bed we were on. I laughed because I always knew how to get him mad. He has a short ass temper so it’s easy.

I cuddled up on top of him but he kept pushing me away at first. He so petty.

“You don’t want me laying on you no more?” I looked up at him with a low smirk on my face.

“I swear you be making me mad on purpose.” He finally stopped struggling to stop me from laying on him and put his arms around my shoulder. I knew he was frontin’ that’s all this nigga do.

Like when he was with India saying he didn’t wanna be with me. If he really didn’t wanna be with me, we wouldn’t even be here in this situation right now.

“Stop whining. You a big ass baby!” I laughed and got comfortable on top of him.

He chuckled, “Oh really? I thought I was daddy. I mean… who was just screaming it not even 30 minutes ago?”

I gasped and slapped his chest. I swear he has no kind of filter whatsoever.

Hearing his phone vibrate, he reached over and grabbed it from the night stand before putting in his password and checking it. I heard him smack his lips and sigh heavily before he locked it back up and got up from under me.

He started putting on a shirt and his sweats that he was wearing before we fucked. What the fuck?

“Where are you going?” I asked with a confused look on my face. How he gonna just up and leave me again?

He sighed, “Raye said that we need to talk.”

I scoffed. So he’s really gonna leave me here alone for that bitch? After he just fucked the shit out of me because of her.

“Look, I don’t need no attitude from you Kay. I’ll be back in a few.” He said, grabbing his keys and phone before stuffing them in his pockets.

“Yeah right,” I retorted with my arms folded across my chest.

He responded by walking out of his room and a couple of seconds later, I heard the front door close. I hate staying alone at his house because I’m afraid his mom might check in his room and cuss me out or something. I don’t wanna have to go off on his mama.

Then he’s gonna hate me again and I don’t have time for all that when all he has to do is stay with me.

But nah, this nigga always leaving for something. He gets on my nerves.

But I can’t even complain because he’s giving me some bomb ass dick and he is my first love after all. Plus, we not even together. We still got other things going on with other people so I understand he has to prioritize.

But damn, he’s always leaving. Like sit yo ass down somewhere and cuddle with me because I need it.

Sighing, I grabbed my phone and checked over my few messages. Most of them were from August and they didn’t sound very happy. At this point, I’m scared to even go back home.

August is a very vengeful person and I could only imagine what he would do to me if he found out I’ve been at Chris’s house giving him something that’s supposed to be August’s.

Then again, he’ll know exactly how I feel, won’t he. Betrayed. Used. Not cared about.

I don’t even know why I expected any more from Chris’s ex-bestfriend. They’re obviously gonna have the same tendencies.

I just need to start somewhere fresh with my baby. I still want August in his/her life by all means but I need to get away from these niggas. They’re no good.

I really want a girl but there’s no telling really. August wants a mini him so bad though. I’m surprised he didn’t catch on with all of the baby questions I was asking him. Sometimes I think he’s a little slow.

He didn’t even think twice about it. Probably because I was supposed to get an abortion and we only had sex once after that. We used protection that time.

Maybe that’s why he’s cheating on me. Because we haven’t fucked in almost two months.

It’s not like I don’t give him head though, he’s trippin’.

Sometimes I just wanna smack some sense into him. I would be a really good girlfriend. I might trip on you sometimes but it’s only because I love you.

And I do feel like I’m slowly starting to love him.

Through the good and the bad. That’s why I was so upset when I found out he was cheating. I’m not just using him for a place to stay. But now I’m doing the exact same thing.

He probably doesn’t even care.

Sighing at my own thoughts, I laid on my side and pulled the covers over my head as I embraced the warmth. I didn’t even notice how cold I was until now.

I let out a long, well needed breath and smiled to myself. 

For some reason, the heat just makes me so calm. That’s why I love jacuzzis and hot showers. August’s weird ass likes it cold. Probably because he’s hot as fuck all the time.

If he told me that he was a werewolf, I would believe it. I’m not complaining though, it helps when we cuddle.

Chris said that I should tell him that I’m pregnant because if he finds out another way, he’s gonna be mad. I thought it over and he might be right. I’m just so scared on how he’s gonna react.

What if he kicks me out the house and I have to raise our baby alone with no where to go? My mom is definitely not taking me back. She still won’t even answer my calls. I don’t know why she’s so mad, she was only a year older than I am when she got pregnant with me.

Anyways, I’m thinking of ways I could tell him without coming straight out and saying it bluntly. If I go to find out the gender, I could maybe show him the ultrasound?

I’ll ask Chris about it when he gets back. He actually gives good advice when he’s not being an asshole about it.

He just needs to take his own damn advice.

Sighing, I couldn’t fall asleep like I had planned so I sat up in the bed and turned on the flat screen tv that sat on the opposite end of the room. Spongebob immediately came on causing me to chuckle and shake my head. Chris so damn childish, I swear.

I didn’t feel like changing it plus I was in the mood to laugh so I just left it alone. My phone started vibrating violently.

Looking over, I sighed once I saw the caller ID. I decided to actually pick up this time since I’m planning on tell him.

Me: Hello?

August: Kay! Whea tha fuck you been at?

Me: Don’t worry about it. I’m coming home tomorrow, I got something really important to tell you.

August: Fuck ya mean don’t worry ‘bout it? And is it bad?

Me: Well that’s entirely up to you Aug. I’m pretty happy about it.

August: Why can’t ya just tell meh na?

Me: I wanna be face to face with you when I do.

August: Oh… ya cheatin’ on meh?

Me: Are you cheating on me, August?

August: No, what chu talkin’ like this fa?

Me: *chuckles* Alright Aug, I believe you. But like I said, I’ll be home tomorrow and we’ll sort everything out. I need to know that you’re gonna take this relationship seriously.

August: Woah, calm down. We ain’t e'en in no official relationship yet. I told ya I wanted to take things slow.

Me: Right, well I’ll see you tomorrow.

I hung up before he got a chance to respond and sighed heavily. Now I really wish I didn’t answer the phone knowing it was him.

Hearing the door open, I looked at Chris who was standing there looking high off life. What the fuck him and Raye do?

He didn’t say anything to me until he finished kicking off his shoes and plopping down on the bed. “Wassup?” He asked as he just texted away.

“Nothing. So… did you fix things with Raye?” I looked at him with squinted eyes in suspicion.

He chuckled, “You can say that.”

I rolled my eyes and ignored him. He’s not even looking at me, just staring into his phone texting his thumbs off. I don’t have time to deal with him or August’s bullshit.

Getting up, I walked over to the bedroom door with a blanket wrapped around me to keep me warm.

“Where you going?” Chris asked, finally looking up at me from his phone.

“I’m going to get something to eat from the kitchen.”

“Get me something,” he started texting again.

“Nah, if you want something, you can join me.”

He sighed and rolled his eyes before getting up from the bed and following behind me. I looked back and his face was buried in his phone.

“I hope you fall down the steps because I know damn well you can’t see where you’re going.” I rolled my eyes.

He threw his hand over his chest and acted like he was heartbroken that I said that. I couldn’t help but giggle. I waved him off causing him to pick me up bridal style and carry me down the steps.

“Now if I trip down the steps, you’re gonna break my fall.”

I gasped in disbelief and laughed before slapping his chest and squirming around in his arms. Knowing him, he probably would fall on purpose.

He laughed, “Nah, I’m not gonna do that 'cause you pregnant. Better be thankful.” He pointed raised his eyebrows as if he was scolding me.

“Yeah yeah yeah, just put me down!” I giggled as he finally set me at the bottom of the steps.

We walked into the kitchen and thankfully, his mom was nowhere to be found. Probably in her room or gone. Chris told me he thinks she’s been dating again and he doesn’t like that AT ALL.

He doesn’t even know the guy, he might be really sweet to his mom. I mean if she’s been gone with him all the time, there must be a reason right?

Chris opened the fridge as I hopped up on the counter. “What do you want?” He asked, examining what they had and scrunching up his face. “I don’t even want none of this, you want some McD–”

“Chris, you eat out way too much to be an athlete. How about I just surprise you with something?” I interrupted, hopping down from the counter and going over to the fridge.

“Alright but we don’t got shit.”

He soon took my place on the counter as I continued to raid his fridge. If this is what he calls “not having shit” then I hope I never get shit. This refrigerator is full as fuck, he’s just lazy.

I pulled out some things to make pasta. I know he loves him some pasta with a side of garlic bread. Thankfully, they had that too.

“Are you making what I think you’re making?” He asked with a look of excitement clear on his face. I smirked, letting him know that the answer was yes. 

“Damn I love you.”

My necked almost snapped when I heard that. I don’t know if he said it accidentally or in the heat of the moment but it made me smile regardless.

Raye

“Ow!” I hissed as I sucked on my finger. It didn’t really seem to help since it was a burn and not a cut.

I was making Chris and I dinner.

I guess you can say we settled things earlier followed by him giving me some bomb dick.

August was pretty upset that I decided to stop fucking with him but what does he expect? We both have separate spouses and I can’t stand doing shit behind Chris’s back.

Chris left a couple of hours ago to get freshened up at his house and he’s supposed to make it in time for dinner. I decided to text him just in case because knowing Chris, he would fall asleep and half of this meal would go to waste.

To: Hubby 😻🔐💕

Don’t forget about our dinner date babe! See u in a bit. 😘

I continued to cook this bomb ass lasagna. It looks really good if I don’t say so myself.

The aroma made me wanna eat it all without Chris so he better hurry his ass up. Checking my phone, I noticed he didn’t text back yet so I was about to call him until I gotta call from my mom.

For some reason, I hesitated before picking up. My mom never calls unless it’s important and I really don’t feel like hearing some possibly bad news.

Deciding that it would be wrong to ignore my mom’s calls, I picked up the phone and answered in the sweetest voice I could. “Hello?”

Mom: Hey baby, how are you?

Me: I’m fine. What about you? Is everything ok?

Mom: I’m good, just dealing with some things. I need a favor baby.

Me: Wassup? You need medicine or something?

Mom: Oh honey, it’s a little bit more than that… I don’t want to intrude on your personal life but the doctor said I need someone to stay with me for a few hours on Saturdays when I take the really strong medicine. Since I’m usually home alone, he doesn’t know what would happen if I were to dose off and be alone. I might wake up during the time and have relapses from the medicine–

Me: *Chris walks in* It’s alright. I’ll be over there on Saturdays. No worries.

Mom: Thank you baby. I love you.

Me: I love you too.

As I hung up, Chris scrunched up his face at me. “Who was that?”

I sighed, “My mom. She said I have to start going over there on Saturdays when she takes her medicine. I’m gonna be bored as fuck.”

“You can always text or call me,” he said walking up and kissing me on the cheek from behind. I was kind of hoping he would say he’ll come with me some days but that’s good too I guess.

“Thanks babe. But guess what I made?” I asked him, getting excited because this is the first full meal I’ve actually sat there and cooked for the both of us.

He chuckled, “What?”

I opened up the oven, revealing the steaming lasagna that I was just about ready to eat. His face slanted a little causing me to frown.

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t wanna sound like I don’t appreciate you slaving for me but… I don’t really like lasagna.” He said making me pout. Now I wish I would’ve asked before I made this.

“It’s ok though, I’m pretty full anyways.” He added.

Now my face scrunched up, “How are you full?”

“Well,” he chuckled as he rubbed his stomach, “I had some good ass pasta right before I headed over here.”

That really just made me mad. “Who made it for you?”

“Um, my mom…”

I smacked my lips, “Well why the fuck would you eat something and get full when you knew I was cooking something for us to eat?” Like that makes no damn sense. I would’ve cooked for nothing.

“I couldn’t just turn down her cooking and well… now I’m kinda glad I did because if I didn’t, I would’ve been starving.” He said, scratching the back of his head and looking at anything but me.

My mouth formed an 'O’ shape once I heard the bullshit he just said to me. That was rude as fuck and exactly why we argue half the time. Like sometimes, Chris has no filter and that’s gonna get him in trouble.

I didn’t even respond to the ignorance he told me, I just made my plate and sat at the table in my dining room. He sat across from me with his phone glued to his hand.

This honestly isn’t what I thought it would be. Chris acts hella different now then how he did at first. I miss that Chris.

The old Chris is the only reason I pursued him. If I would’ve known he was gonna switch up like that, I probably would’ve left him alone. I’m not sure though because I always have to get what I want.

Chris always tells me I’m spoiled but I don’t care. If you want something, you gotta go for it right?

Chewing my food hungrily, I thought to myself “this shit is bomb.” How could Chris not like lasagna? I wonder what his favorite food is.

“So what’s your favorite food?” I asked after gulping down some of the water that I poured myself before I sat down.

“Pasta,” he smirked. Well that explains it. I would’ve beat his ass if he didn’t eat my food because he was full. Nigga, you shouldn’t have even ate nothing when you knew I was cooking.

But his mom made it so I guess that’s cool. Even though we don’t really like each other. At least I’m cordial, she’s just so blunt with it.

She probably mad because I’m not India but she gonna have to get used to me because I didn’t get Chris just to let him slip through my fingers. I’m here whether she likes it or not.

I smacked my lips, “Chris stop texting. I know you see me right in front of you.”

He rose his eyebrow at me and chuckled before sending a final text and locking his phone up.

“Wassup?” He asked as he sighed.

“So when we gonna get serious?”

He looked at me confused, “What do you mean?” He knows exactly what I’m talking about, he just likes to play dumb. That shit stupid because I’m gonna say what I feel either way.

“When are you going to make me your girlfriend?” I said clearly and bluntly.

He sighed, “I don’t know.”

“Oh but I bet you wouldn’t hesitate to make India your girlfriend, huh?” I rolled my eyes and finished eating my food.

“I ain’t come over here to argue with you Raye. Shit is different.”

I nodded my head and got up from the table to go wash my dish. I really don’t have time for this bullshit if he’s not gonna take it serious like I am.

His ass didn’t even get up from the table to see if I was ok. Of course, him being Chris, he just remained at the table on his phone.

Who the hell was he texting that was so important? Because if it ain’t his mom, they’re not THAT important.

“So who you texting Chris?” I called out to him before washing the cup I drank out of.

After a couple of minutes, he appeared next to me while leaning on the counter. “Why do you needa know?”

“Y'all convo seems really interesting.” I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes.

I swear every little thing gotta be a secret with him. It’s not even hard to say who you’re talking to. I can’t even say nothing because of what went down with August. I just wanna know.

Once I was finished rinsing my dish, I turned off the light and went upstairs to my room disregarding Chris. He was top damn stubborn to follow me up the stairs even though he was in the dark.

Doesn’t matter, he’s probably texting his hoes anyways. Rolling my eyes, I yelled out to his hard headed ass.

“CHRIS! GET YO DAMN ASS UP HERE!”

After a minute or so, I heard sighing and then heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. He reached my room and I patted a spot next to me on my bed where I wanted him to sit. He slowly walked over after putting his phone in his pants pocket.

I decided to cut all the bullshit and cuddle with him because lord knows I be missing him when he’s gone. He just gets on my damn nerves.

“So what’d you do today?” I asked as I took in his scent.

“Just chilled for the most part.”

I rose my eyebrow, “On your phone huh?” He chuckled and nodded. I already knew the answer to that question.

I’m not even gonna sweat it though. I know who he comes home to everyday.

“So how was the pasta?” I giggled while rubbing his tummy.

“Oh man, it was SO damn GOOD!” He looked like he was in food heaven, remembering the taste of his favorite food on his tongue.

I rolled my eyes at his retarded ass, “Yeah yeah yeah, don’t make me hurt you.” 

He looked at me like I was crazy.

“Ooh, don’t do it Chris. You know I’ll beat yo ass.” I said playfully as I started to squad up with him. He was laughing and getting into his stance like I wouldn’t beat him up.

He acted like he was about to hit me but instead he wrapped his arms around mine so I wouldn’t be able to move or hit him and started kissing all over my face.

I giggled and tried to get out of his grip because he thought this was a joke. He had a good ass hold on me and his lips were so soft on my skin.

I stopped struggling and started kissing him back. I can’t lie, I love his kisses regardless of if I’m seriously mad at him or not.

Giggling in between the kisses, I squeezed his booty causing him to let go of me and guard his butt.

“Yo, chill the fuck out!” He yelled. I swear he hates that shit with a passion.

I laughed and hugged him as he tried to push me away. I kissed all over his face like how he did me making him chuckle.

My phone started vibrating on the nightstand next to my bed causing Chris and I to both look over at it. Both of our smiles quickly dropped before he pushed me off of him and grabbed my phone.

He held it up to my face, “What the fuck you doing talking to August?! And don’t lie to me because I swear to God–”

“I told him not to talk to me anymore because I’m with you!”

“What the fuck y’all doing talking in the first place?!? How do y’all even know each other?” 

I looked away from him and almost started crying until he yelled, “FUCKING ANSWER ME!” I was scared shitless.

“We fucked…” I said barely below a whisper but somehow he still managed to hear me.

“Oh hell nah,” he started to walk out but I grabbed his arm.

“No please Chris it was only one time before we got together,” I lied.

He scoffed, “You must think I’m stupid or something. That’s probably why your pussy was loose that day, I’m not an idiot.”

“Chris no. I haven’t spoke to August since I told him that I can’t because I’m with you.”

He sighed and chuckled before handing me my phone. “Call him”

My eyes widened as I tried to see if I heard what he said correctly. He looked at me with serious eyes.

“I know you heard what the fuck I said.”

I unlocked my phone and scrolled to August’s number before looking up at Chris with nervous eyes and calling him. Chris snatched my phone away from me and put the call on speaker. It rang a few times and I was hoping that August was mad that I didn’t pick up the first time and wasn’t gonna answer.

“Hello?” August’s voice answered causing me to close my eyes and hope that he doesn’t tell Chris what’s been going on.

Chris: Nigga, didn’t Raye tell you she ain’t wanna talk to you no more?

August: *chuckles* Yeah foo’.

Chris: So why the fuck you keep calling her?

August: Shit, i’on know. Ask Raye that.

Chris: All I know is you needa stop calling her ASAP before we gotta problem. Aren’t you still with my sloppy seconds? What’s her name? Kayla.

August: *chuckles* I’ma let ya tell the shit Chris. I’on got time for yo ass.

Chris: Mhm, right nigga. Get the fuck out of here.

Chris hung up the phone angrily and tossed it to me. “I don’t want you talking to that nigga no fucking more.”

“I won’t…” I said, sounding like a damn mouse. I was so scared.

Chris grabbed all of his things before walking out the door, making sure to slam it on the way out.

India

“You sure you want this?”

I nodded my head quick as hell with a huge smile on my face before grabbing his hand and skipping into the ice cream shop.

I swear Jordan has been nothing but a huge help with handling what I’m going through. Even though he’s my ex and there is still sexual tension there sometimes, he’s more like a best friend than anything.

He doesn’t make me do anything I don’t wanna do and he doesn’t pressure me on getting back with him.

He’s just there for me and my problems. 

We’ve been talking and getting to know each other more. He’s changed so much since he was fifteen. He’s grown a lot and he apologizes about a million times a day for what he did to me.

I told him it was ok and that I forgive him but I guess he genuinely regrets it.

He’s getting me to eat more now and he always says I have this new glow to me. He’s kinda right because ever since we’ve been hanging out everyday, I feel so much better.

I’m not thinking about what happened as much. When I do, it’s usually at night and even then he comes over to my house and holds me until I fall asleep.

It’s good having someone like him around and I’m really glad that I gave him another chance to come back in my life.

Walking into the shop, I immediately dragged him to go look at all the flavors they had. He chuckled at me as I jumped like a little kid. I’m so excited, I haven’t went out to get ice cream since I was a little kid.

That was when we were a big happy family and my bitch ass parents weren’t strung out on drugs. I don’t know what I would do if I ever saw them again to be completely honest.

But I’m not trying to think about that. For some reason, I was extra happy today and the fact that Jordan took me out for ice cream is making it so much better.

I ordered some mint chocolate chip ice cream and was about to pull some money out of my wallet until he slapped my hand away.

I looked at him confused until he intertwined our fingers, “I got it.”

“You guys are so cute,” the worker smiled at us as she scooped my ice cream into a big waffle cone.

“Oh thanks but we’re just friends.” I smiled back and looked over at Jordan who was scratching the back of his neck.

“Oh well in that case, can I get your number?” She asked as she handed him a slip of paper. For some reason, that made me extremely jealous. That was so disrespectful.

Jordan looked at me with a slanted face as he took the paper. I nodded letting him know that it was ok.

I gave him a pen and watched him write a big “NO” on the slip of paper.

Smiling as he handed her the paper, I squeezed his hand. The worker smacked her lips and handed me my ice cream with an attitude. It’s not my fault.

We walked out of the shop and immediately started laughing simultaneously. She was so salty.

“You want a lick?” I asked him as I put the ice cream in his face making it get on his nose. Wiping it off, he started laughing before he licked all over my ice cream.

I frowned and stared at it, “Ew.”

“You asked me.” He chuckled before bending down to kiss my cheek. I smiled and started tearing that thing up! 

“Damn, you must not eat ice cream often?” He asked as I downed the end of the cone and looked at him with my cheeks full. I probably looked like a chipmunk.

I shook my head no and wiped my mouth.

“I can tell. So where do you wanna go now?” I shrugged my shoulders because I honestly would just be happy chillin’ at home. A light bulb went off in my head.

“You smoke?” I asked him.

He licked over his lips, “Not often. But every now and then, yeah I do.”

I nodded in response and held my hands up for his keys after we approached his car. He looked at me confused before looking at his car then back at my hand.

“Where you ‘bout to go?” He asked as he held the keys up above my head with a huge smile on his face. He knows I’m short, what the fuck.

I started jumping up and down and trying to tickle him but he wouldn’t budge. This little fucker. Giving him the puppy dog eyes, he said “aww” and handed me the keys causing me to clap my hands and run to the driver’s side.

Jordan came around to the driver’s side chuckling causing me to scrunch up my face, “What are you doing?”

“Can I get a picture? You look beautiful.”

Smiling, I nodded as he took out his phone and snapped a picture. Afterwards I just saw him pressing a bunch of things on his screen. What is he doing?

He handed me his phone and I saw that the instagram app was open. I looked at the post and smiled hard.

@theylovejordan_: I’m so glad her gorgeous ass is back in my life 🙈💘👀

I looked at the picture and slightly frowned. Ew.

“Omg delete, I look so ugly!” I whined, handing him his phone.

He looked at me like I was crazy, “Nonsense, you can never look ugly.” He jogged back around to the passenger side and got settled in. He put his seat belt on and waited for me to start up the car.

Putting the key in the ignition, I listened to the engine roar. I haven’t driven a car since I took Chris’s to go get us some food. Its been a while.

I pulled off in the direction of my weed man. I don’t really know if Jordan would wanna smoke with me but I think it would be cool if he did.

We got there in about three minutes and I told Jordan to wait in the car as I went in. He didn’t really like it at first but he trusted me.

Knocking on the door, he answered it after a minute or so and dapped me up. He told me to hold on and went back inside. A couple minutes later, he came back out with a dime bag. I handed him some money as he handed me the weed and we dapped each other up again before I walked back to Jordan’s car.

I got settled in and looked over at Jordan who was raising his eyebrow at me. I chuckled, “What?”

“Who was that?” He asked as I pulled off in the opposite direction.

“Just somebody I know.”

I haven’t even smoked since I started hanging out with Jordan so this would be cool. Now I’m not just smoking because of stress.

As we arrived at the library, he started looking at me confused as hell. “The library?”

I nodded and hopped out the car. He took forever to get out because he was still confused as to why we were here. Grabbing his hand, I pulled him all the way into the building and walked up to the front desk.

I held my arm out and did a special handshake before the dude handed me a key. I pulled Jordan by his hand so that he continued to follow me.

We made our way to the back and I used the key to unlock this backroom that nobody knows is here. This is like the best place to get high. They play some chill ass music and the light is really mellow and changes colors.

I turned on the regular light because I still needed to roll the blunt. I always kept rellos with me so I didn’t really have to worry about going to get them.

We sat down at this table in the middle of the room and I pulled out the materials, getting ready to roll one.

***

We laughed hard as hell, trying to catch our breath but it was no use. We were just chilling and laughing it up. An hour had probably already gone by and I hadn’t even got tired of his presence. Usually I like to smoke alone but this is actually fun.

I’m surprised that he even smoked with me honestly. But I basically begged him to so I guess I shouldn’t be that surprised.

He had his hat over his head and looked like he was about to dose off. 

I silently brought out my phone and snapped a picture before posting it to Instagram.

@indialovesyou: got yo ass back! 😂😂😴😈 @theylovejordan_

Putting my phone back in my pocket, I smiled as I stared at him. I was starting to feel weird just looking so I cleared my throat.

Raising his head up a little and peeking at me through his hat, he smirked. “I saw that.”

“Saw what?” I acted like I didn’t know what he was talking about.

He flashed me his pearly whites and licked over his lips, “You hungry because I could eat you.” I laughed at him. “Woah, that didn’t sound right.” We both started cracking up because of his slowness.

“Yeah, I’m hungry.” We both got up from the table and made our way out of the back room.

As I walked passed the front desk, I handed the dude the key back and we walked out of the library.

Handing Jordan his keys back, I jogged over to the passenger side and hopped in. I’ve got the super munchies right about now to be honest.

As he drove off, he asked, “Where you wanna go?”

“I don’t know. Surprise me.” I answered nonchalantly. I didn’t really care what I ate, I just know I’m starving. Plugging my phone up to the aux cord, I started blasting R.I.C.O. by Meek Mill featuring Drake.

Jordan got hype causing me to laugh and get hype with him. I rapped along to Drake’s part and he covered Meek. We were a pretty good duo if I don’t say so myself.

I’m glad we have the same music taste. It would be awkward if I was blasting some shit he ain’t know.

Pulling up to this wing place, I looked at him  in excitement and clapped my hands together. I swear this was just what I was craving.

“Yaaaasssss, you just read my mind!” That shit be crazy sometimes, it’s like he’s in my head or something. Then again, he does know me pretty well so I can’t say I’m surprised.

As soon as he put the car in park, I hopped out and ran inside without him. I wanted to know what I was gonna order because I take way too long to decide.

Looking over the menu, I went through all the flavors and right now I wanted hot wings with lemon pepper sprinkles. My mouth watered at the thought of it.

“Shit Raye, you almost made me knock my drink over!” I heard a familiar voice yell lowly in anger. The girl just laughed in response.

Turning around, I widened my eyes at the sight of Chris and that girl I fucked up at his house. What are the odds that we would all be here?

Chris locked eyes with me and smirked. I turned around quickly hoping that he wouldn’t say anything to me but Chris, being the petty nigga that he is, walked right in front of me with his arms wrapped around her shoulder.

“Hey India, what a coincidence.” I nodded my head and looked straight ahead at nothing really. “You remember Raye, right?” He added.

I really didn’t wanna be here right now. I felt like going off on the both of them. They both wore smug looks on their faces. I swear they’re made for each other.

All of a sudden, I felt strong arms wrap around my waist and soft lips kiss my cheek from behind. “Sorry I took so long baby my– oh, hey.” Jordan said to Chris who was now mean mugging the fuck out of him.

Chris looked him up and down before walking out of the building with his little female.

I sighed in relief, “Omg, thank you so much! I felt like I was about to die!” He laughed and stood beside me.

“I could tell by the look on your face… So that’s your ex, huh?”

“Yeah,” I rolled my eyes, “stupidest decision I ever made.” He chuckled before walking up to the cash register so we could order our food.

I’m so thankful for him, I swear.

Nolen

“I’on care yo, we needa off this nigga.”

“August you trippin’. It’s not that serious.” This nigga is crazy if he thinks I’m gonna do what he’s trying to get me to do.

He smacked his lips, “Maybe not ta you but right na, I want this nigga dead.”

“You must have forgot when y’all was best fucking friends. Y’all were the closest out of all four of us.”

“Yeah, well shit changes,” he buried his face in the palms of his hands before I heard him sigh. This nigga going through it. I don’t know what the fuck is going through his mind.

I sat next to him and placed my hand on his back, “You needa get it together and think this through.”

He exhaled deeply and ran his hands over his face. Picking up his jacket from off the couch, he started to walk out.

“Where you going?” I called out to him.

“I gotta go handle some shit.” He slammed the door closed causing me to sigh and drop down hard on the couch. I can’t believe he really asked me to do that shit.

His exact words were “if you don’t help me do it, someone else will.” I’m wondering what the fuck went down between them to make August wanna kill him. I mean, I know they don’t like each other no more but shit ain’t nothing that damn serious.

***

“Are you gonna tell Chris?” Terrae asked as I laid between her legs and she played with my curls.

“Of course I am. I already told Marcus but Chris hasn’t got back to me yet.”

“Do you think August already got to him?” She asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

I shook my head, “Nah, August likes to plan shit out. That’s why he’s at the top of the game right now. He doesn’t just do shit without thinking like these other hot headed ass niggas.”

We both sighed simultaneously. I’m trying to keep them both as friends but sooner or later, I know one of them is gonna make me choose.

I don’t wanna have to do that. I’m not with all the drama. I miss how we used to be.

We were like four brothers from different families. Ain’t let shit come between us and that was from small. We went into the business together, got this money together and never let one of us take the fall. We had each other’s back but I guess shit changes.

None of us speak like we used to. We all caught up in our own lives to be honest.

“I love you,” I told Terrae out of nowhere. It shouldn’t be a surprise though, she’s a rider for real. She holds me down. Keeps me out of these streets too.

And she real. What more can I ask for?

“I love you too.” She responded as she kissed me.

“When we getting married?” I asked causing her to giggle and shrug her shoulders. I can see the red blush showing from her cheeks. I smiled and pecked her lips before getting up.

She frowned, “Why’d you get up?”

Putting my finger up, I jogged over to my bag that was on the other side of the room. I searched around for what I wanted to give her. Finally finding it, I held it behind my back as I walked over to her.

“Close your eyes.” She did as she was told and I grabbed her right hand.

Placing the promise ring that I bought her on her ring finger, I noticed she had opened her eyes and it swelled up with tears.

She threw her arms around my neck and placed about a thousand kisses on my face. I’m glad she liked it because I spent an entire day trying to find a ring that reminded me of her.

And that ring was the closest thing to perfect in my eyes so I got it for her.

“That means that I promise not to hurt you and that I’m gonna love you always.” I wiped her happy tears. She kissed me some more and stared at her ring.

“I love it baby. I love you.”

I wrapped my arms around her waist, “I love you too.”

We were just about to kiss again until I heard loud ass banging on my front door. Terrae and I exchanged confused looks as I got up and walked to the front.

Looking through the peep hole, I noticed it was August so I opened the door. Once I opened the door, I realized there was about five other niggas with him and they were all wearing black.

He rubbed his hands together and grinned at me with a evil look in his eyes. “I’ma need ya ta come with meh.”

I shook my head, “You ain’t on this shit again yo.”

He chuckled and looked around at the niggas that were beside him as if he was trying to find out who I was talking to.

Pulling out a gun, he held it up to my head and gave me a hard look as my jaw clenched with anger. I know this nigga ain’t trying me on this shit.

“I ain’t gon’ say it again.”

[fatal-addictionff]

CHAPTER 25

Chris

Waking up next to Kayla, I started to freak out. 

I already knew that I gave into her. I don’t even know why I even bothered to pick her up because I know how she is.

Sighing lightly, I reached over and grabbed my phone off of the nightstand next to my bed before checking the notifications. I had like five missed calls and thirteen text messages from Raye. It wasn’t even half passed one yet.

I knew she would trip if she found out why I left last night. And above everything, it was my ex.

I decided to go to basketball practice today to get my mind off of everything. I don’t really feel guilty but I don’t feel like hearing no shit from Kayla about getting back together just because we fucked.

I knew my coach was gonna cuss me the hell out because I haven’t been going to practice lately but I’m not worried because it ain’t like he’s gonna take me off the team.

I texted Raye back so she won’t blow up my phone for these next few hours.

To: Raye Bae 😘💕💍💗

I woke up in the middle of the night n left babe. But ima ‘bout to go to basketball practice so I’ll hyu afterwards.

Getting off of the bed slowly, I walked over to my closet to change into some basketball shorts and a t-shirt. I decided to put off my shower until after I come out of practice because it seemed logical.

After I got dressed and put on some shoes, I checked to see if Kayla was still asleep and sure enough, she was still knocked out cold.

After we fucked last night, she went ahead and told me that she was about three months pregnant with August’s baby.

Knowing me, I flipped the fuck out. How the hell you gonna tell me you got knocked up right after we had sex? That’s some trifling shit.

But she played ths crying card and I honestly hate seeing females cry so I let it go and forgave her. It ain’t like we can take the shit back anyways.

I just can’t believe her little ass went out and got pregnant by August. Of all niggas.

Maybe things worked out for the better though because if she would’ve still been with me, I might have been the one to get her knocked up and that’s a no no.

The crazy shit about it is, August doesn’t even know. I didn’t even know at first until she told me. Then I really started looking at her stomach and saw the baby bump she had going on there.

I’m gonna take her to see if she can find out the gender or whatever after I get out of basketball practice.

Checking my phone, I had got a text back from Raye saying “ok” so I locked my phone up without replying and headed out the door.

I walked out before locking the door and walking over to my car. I was hungry so I was most likely gonna stop at McDonald’s before I headed over to my school.

I really wanted breakfast but it was too late to get it so I just ordered a Big Mac with large fries and called it a day.

I swear McDonald’s fries are the best to me.

I finished my food in no time and arrived at the school in about fifteen minutes. There wasn’t a lot of cars parked like usual because it was Saturday and only the coaches and people on the basketball team were supposed to be here.

Getting out of my car, I stopped by the trash can first to throw my things away then I went inside through the gym entrance.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t Christopher Brown. I almost forgot what you look like.” I heard as soon as I walked through the gym doors.

Chuckling, I replied with, “I missed you too, coach.”

I went inside of the locker room to change my sneakers into the ones I usually keep in my locker. They’re kind of like my lucky sneakers even though I didn’t really need luck.

But I sure as hell wasn’t about to play in some Jordans so they would have to do.

Walking out of the locker room, I heard some whistles and giggling from what sounded like girls. I looked to my left and I was guessing the girls basketball team got a little break in practice so they came to watch the guys show them how it’s done.

I spotted India drinking water at the water fountain and cussed to myself. I forgot her ass played basketball.

Well I didn’t forget but I didn’t expect for her to be here of all places.

It’s like no matter where I go, she’s always gonna be there.

She looked pretty down in the dumps. There were dark circles under her eyes that weren’t normally there, she looked extra skinny for some reason, she looked pale instead of that glowing complexion that she usually had; she was just a mess.

I wanted to ask if she was alright but I didn’t have time to be cussed out again so I just went about my business.

Joining in with my peers in practice, I winked at some of the females that were pointing over to us. I received a giggle from a few of them but an eye roll from India.

Whatever. I’m not about to let her ruin my fun. She can really get the fuck on with that.

Ain’t nobody gonna keep kissing her ass for her to forgive me. I know what I did was wrong but I thought we broke up so it’s really not my fault.

I warmed up for about five minutes before practicing my lay-ups and playing against a few of the other guys on the team. I was sweating like hell because I haven’t done any of this shit in a while and it was honestly a workout. I need to get on my shit.

I mean none of these niggas are better than me but still.

Honestly, I’m even surprised our coaches let us come to practice considering that we both started a riot in the lunchroom by fighting. She’s suspended too. I don’t even think she’s supposed to be here.

But coach seen how she play and knows that India’s one of the strongest female players on the team. You can’t just get rid of us.

“Westbrooks! Step your game up!” I heard the female coach yell. Looking over, I noticed some of the female players were playing a game of one-on-one on the other half of the court instead of watching the guys.

I swear I didn’t even notice that some of them got off of the bleachers. Damn, I’m off my shit.

I continued playing until I was fairly tired. My shirt was drenched in sweat because I put that work in. Heaving as I walked over to the water fountain, I probably drank from there for five minutes straight.

I don’t even like the water. My dumb ass just forgot to pack myself a bottle or two.

By the time I was finished, there was a whole line of niggas panting behind me. I walked into the locker room and took off my shirt before throwing it into a section of my bag where I keep my used clothes after practice.

Getting a towel from one of the shelves in the corner of the room, I stepped into one of the showers before taking off the rest of my clothes.

I usually don’t take showers here but I didn’t feel like waiting until I got home. Plus, I’m probably gonna go see Raye after this.

I took a seven minute shower before hopping out and going back to my locker to get some fresh clothes. There were a couple of other niggas in the locker room but I paid them no mind.

I really hope India ain’t still out there when I leave. Spare me the awkwardness.

Getting dressed, I threw the towel inside of the used towel bin before getting my bag and leaving. Thankfully, the females weren’t there anymore.

“I’ll see you at school coach,” I dapped him up and walked out of the building and over to my car.

I could tell it was gonna be a boring ass day.

***

“Chris, stop touching me!” Raye pushed my hand away before rolling her eyes and continuing to watch whatever was on the television.

I smacked my lips, “What? You on yo period or something?”

“No,” she looked at me with a disgusted face. I was just asking. “I really don’t like how you just up and left so late last night.”

I smacked my lips again, “I ain’t even do nothin’ though.”

“I don’t know that.”

“I’m telling you right now. Besides, you not even my girl officially to be checking me like that.” I said truthfully. Her neck snapped so damn hard in my direction.

She chuckled bitterly, “Oh, but you expecting me to fuck you right? Alright Chris. We gon’ fuck.”

She climbed on top of me and started to remove my pants but I honestly wasn’t even in the mood anymore. She killed my horny vibe. I pushed her off.

“Man, move Raye.”

She must be hard of hearing because all she did was climb back on top of me and act like I ain’t just say something.

Wrapping her warm mouth around my dick, she started bobbing her head up and down quickly causing me to grunt. I attempted to put my hand on the back of her head but she slapped it away.

I shrugged it off and let her continue what she was doing. I swear Raye gives the sloppiest head and a nigga was loving that shit.

“Fuck Raye.”

As soon as I said that, she stopped sucking my dick and hopped off the bed. What the fuck?

“Where the fuck you going? My dick still hard and wet.” I called out to her but all she did was wave me off and walked into the bathroom. I smacked my lips and started stroking it until she finishes doing whatever she doing.

Fucking teases man.

She stepped out of the bathroom a couple minutes later butt ass naked. I bit my lip causing her to roll her eyes and walk over to me.

“What the hell was you doing?” 

Instead of answering me, she got on the bed and sat directly on my dick. She ain’t have to get used to my size or nothing. Woah, hold up because we haven’t fucked in a couple of days and usually she gotta get used to it first.

I pushed her off of me and my hard on immediately turned soft at the thought of her fucking another nigga.

“Why yo shit so loose Raye?”

She rolled her eyes, “What the fuck are you talking about Chris? Damn, can’t never please you because you always got some shit to say! You never just let shit play out.”

“Don’t give me that shit, your pussy didn’t do shit for my dick right now. So i’ma ask you again. Why yo shit so loose?”

She scoffed, “My pussy ain’t loose. You got me all the way fucked up. Maybe yo dick ain’t big enough.” She retorted knowing damn well that she was lying her ass off because that’s all she be saying when we fuck.

I ain’t even respond to that shit. I just pulled my pants back up and left. 

If I find out she fucking other niggas while she with me, I swear I’m gonna beat her and his ass. I don’t know where the hell she thought she was but I’m not having the shit.

Making sure to slam the door on my way out, I walked to my car heated as fuck and sat down. I punched the steering wheel and without thinking, I called Kayla.

Kayla: Hello?

Me: You still at my house.

Kayla: Duh kid, I got no where else to go lol.

Me: Be ready when I get there because i’ma ‘bout to fuck your brains out.

Before she got to say anything else, I hung up. Two can play that game Raye.

Crystal

I finished washing the dishes I used to cook for India. Ever since her miscarriage, she’s looked really pale and skinny and I’m worried about her.

She wasn’t even supposed to leave the hospital today but her hardheaded ass told me either I take her home or she walks home without me.

She really needs to stop that shit.

She’s depressed as fuck and all she does is listen to music and play basketball. I literally have to force her to eat or do anything else for that matter.

I understand that this is hurting her but she can’t do this to herself.

What happened isn’t her fault and I’m really upset because she was just starting to get better. She was just starting to talk more again and go places with me without having a stank attitude.

But this shit sent her back a whole other foot.

She looks a mess because she barely sleeps. Marijuana is her life. She’s getting thinner than she already was because she lost her appetite.

It’s a lot to handle for a sixteen year old.

On top of that, I got Marcus coming over so he can tell me what’s up with him.

When we ran into each other at Starbucks, there was no hiding that he could do anymore. He said he didn’t wanna talk about it in public and I respected that but I made him promise to come by and talk.

If he’s gonna keep his word, I have no clue.

I just miss the old him and how things used to be before we had sex. And I’m too afraid to think that that’s why he’s acting so different.

There isn’t a doubt in my mind that he loved me then but now I’m starting to question it.

But India needs me so I haven’t really been able to think about the situation that much.

The doorbell rang, breaking me out of my thoughts.

For some reason, I got excited even thought Marcus and I aren’t on good terms right now. My smile instantly turned into a frown when I opened the door.

“Is India home?” The dude who was nervously standing at my door asked. I nodded.

“INDIA! SOMEONE’S AT THE DOOR FOR YOU!” I yelled before walking back into the kitchen. 

I thought.

She sluggishly came downstairs blasting music. She rolled her eyes at the dude and took one of her headphones out of her ear.

“What do you want Jordan?”

He scratched the back of his head, “Well I guess I just wanted to see you. Just checking on you really. You don’t look like you’re doing too good.”

“Well I’m not if you couldn’t tell already,” she retorted with attitude laced in her voice.

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

India hesitated for a really long time. I felt like something in her was telling her to say no but instead, she nodded him over. Closing and locking the door, she guided him upstairs and I heard a door shut.

Usually, I would be completely against her having a nigga with her in her room alone but with the way she’s feeling, I doubt she’s gonna want to do anything.

I’m just really upset that she couldn’t talk to me first.

The doorbell rang again but this time, I didn’t get my hopes up too high. Opening the door, Marcus stood there with his head down. He held it up a little and said “hi” before I let him in the house.

He stepped in with his hands in his pockets. He wouldn’t look at anything but the floor.

“So what’s up?” I said after a couple minutes of silence. I could tell that he wasn’t gonna start the conversation off.

“What you mean?”

“You know what I mean. What’s been up with you lately? Did I do something wrong? Did you only want me for sex–”

“Woah,” he interrupted, “Let’s not forget that you took my virginity too. Don’t come at me like that.”

“Then what’s wrong Marcus?”

He sighed, “Why does there have to be something wrong? Why can’t I just wanna take a break?”

My heart fell at the sound of ‘break’. Why the hell would he need one?

“We were doing so good. Why would you want a break from me?” I thought long and hard and I couldn’t really come up with a legit reason.

“Is it because of another female because–”

He interrupted me again, “Ain’t no other female in my life but you and my mother.”

“SO WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG MARCUS?!”

“Stop yelling,” he replied lowly. I swear that got me heated as fuck. I wanted to slap him right now but that probably would do nothing but him upset. Then we both just gonna be mad.

I took a deep breath, “Baby, I really need you to tell me what’s wrong with you… you love me right?”

“I’m in love with yo ass Crystal,” he said in disbelief that I would even ask him that. I blushed at how offended he was.

“And you know I love you, right?” He nodded his head yes. “That means we should be able to tell each other anything. I’m always gonna be here for you and I really want to because it seems like you’re going through something. I just want to help baby, not do anything that makes your life more difficult.”

He sighed and thought for a long time. I grabbed his hand in mind causing him to look from the floor up to me. Slightly pecking his lips, I waited until he was ready to tell me.

“I don’t think you’ve ever met my dad…” he said, making me look at him confused. What does that have to do with anything?

I shook my head no and waited for him to say something else.

“Well, these past couple of years been crucial for us with him leaving my mom and everything. I don’t think I’ve talked to him in several months but… we were always close.”

He hung his head low, “Last week I found out that, um…” He hesitated. It seemed like it was hard for him to say whatever he was gonna say.

“He has had lung cancer for a long while now… he only have a few months to live.”

India

I cried and held onto him for dear life.

Not in a million years would I ever think that I would be looking to Jordan for comfort.

I told him EVERYTHING.

Every little detail that happened these passed couple of months, he now knows about it. It felt so good talking and letting everything out.

*Flashback*

“Ms. Westbrooks… Did you know that you were almost two months pregnant?” The male doctor asked me with a apologetic look on his face.

Crystal gasped and instantly let go of my hand.

I was pregnant?

“Wait. Were? What do you mean were?”

He sighed, “Unfortunately the baby didn’t make it.” For some reason, my eyes swelled up with tears. I lost a baby I didn’t even know I had.

It could have been months before I found out. The agonizing pain I went through when I got kidnapped by Dez created a life force. And it was taken from me.

I honestly don’t know how I would’ve handled that.

I know I’ve done some things in my past that I’m not proud of but one thing is for certain, I’m not having another abortion.

“India why didn’t you tell me that you were pregnant?” Crystal barked at me, most likely thinking that I’ve been out here having sex when I honestly haven’t… Consensually.

“How was I supposed to know? I wasn’t told anything about a child when I came out of that coma. I was told to go home and get rest!”

I really didn’t feel like arguing in front of the doctor. None of this is my fault.

“How did she lose the baby?” Crystal asked, disregarding what I said.

“Well, her uterus was too weak to hold the baby for nine whole months. She held it for as long as she could but eventually, it became too overwhelming causing the bleeding that you two saw. The reason she passed out before she got to the hospital is because of all of the blood she lost which brings me to more devastating news…”

The doctor looked at me and hesitated. The suspense was killing me and it hadn’t even been but a few seconds. I nodded my head letting him know that I was ready to find out what the ‘news’ was.

“Ms. Westbrooks… You will never be able to have children.”

*Flashback ends*

Jordan held me for what seemed like hours on end. I felt so safe in his arms and his cologne embraced my entire body.

I’m only sixteen going on seventeen and I will never be able to have children of my own. That broke my heart.

Although I wasn’t supposed to leave the hospital, I did anyways because I needed to take my mind off of what happened before I did something to myself that I would regret.

I went to basketball practice. Coach didn’t want me playing because I looked “pale and sick” but I didn’t care. I was gonna play whether she liked it or not.

It helped for a while. I let out a lot of frustration on the court.

But this moment with him is what I really needed. My first love holding me in his muscular arms, telling me that everything will be alright. Listening to me cry and vent.

I didn’t want to forgive him but I can’t hold this grudge anymore. It’s gonna make me more unhappy than I already am.

I needed someone to talk to that wasn’t too caught up in their own issues.

He was just there for me and me only.

Kissing me on my forehead, he held onto me tighter like I was gonna slip away from him. In response, I held onto him even more and cried even harder. I’m taking this opportunity to let all my tears out so I can hopefully move on.

Dez ruined my fucking life.

Not only has he damaged me physically but mentally too. 

And I’m sure that even in the pits of hell, he’s still laughing his ass off without a care in the world. He was the definition of real evil. And he liked it.

As a matter of fact, he just might be the devil himself.

And I was about to unknowingly have his baby. It was all so crazy, I didn’t even know how to handle it. I just shut down again and haven’t been talking to anyone.

I’m surprised I even let Jordan in but then again, I’m not.

I knew I wanted to be held and comforted from someone other than my sister and best friend. I love them to death but sometimes I gotta switch it up.

My crying slowly faded into light snores as he continued to hold me tight.

***

I was waken up by my phone vibrating violently on my nightstand. Oh well, it was the middle of the day. I probably shouldn’t be sleeping.

Looking at the caller ID, it was unknown so I just decided to answer it. I looked over as Jordan rubbed his eyes awake and looked at me.

“Hello?” A familiar voice rang through the phone.

Him: India. Wassup ma? Where ya at?

Me: Get the fuck off my line August.

Him: Damn, afta all this time, ya still don’t fuck wit’ meh.

Me: Nah, I don’t fuck with you. Thank you for helping me by getting everyone to find me when I was kidnapped but I would’ve never been in the shit if it wasn’t for you.

Him: How was I supposed ta know he was gon’ come for ya?

Me: *sighs* You don’t August. But if shit like that happens when a person fucks with you, you just need to be alone.

Him: I’on wanna be alone. I wanna be wit’ you.

Me: Well, I don’t wanna be with you.

Him: So ya just gonna–

Jordan snatched the phone out of my hand and said, “Nigga, my girl said get off her line. She don’t wanna talk to you. She’s with me right now.” He quickly hung up the phone and handed it to me like nothing just happened.

I looked at him surprised. August is gonna be so pissed. He’s gonna have a crew of niggas over here and shit.

“Why’d you do that?” I whined. I really don’t feel like having any more drama in my life right now. Shit is overrated.

“He doesn’t respect you or shit you say. And if he don’t respect you, he don’t need to be talkin’ to you. Plain and simple.”

I honestly didn’t even know how to answer to that because he was right. Anything I say, August does the complete opposite. I don’t even know what possessed him to call me.

I’m really glad Jordan was here because if he wasn’t, I probably would have fell a victim into August’s charm and let him “talk” to me.

I’m still mad that he had the audacity to try and fuck me while he’s with Kayla. He knows I don’t like that bitch and I’ll beat her ass again if I have to. I hope they live happily ever after though because I don’t gotta deal with them.

“Thank you…” I said lowly, looking into Jordan’s eyes.

“Wanna know how you can thank me?”

I nodded yes and hoped he didn’t say no out of line shit to ruin this moment.

“Kiss me.”

August

“I swear everybody knows that bitch August!”

I almost snapped my neck trying to look at her, “Aye, chill out wit’ that bitch word.”

She waved me off, “Oh please. You call her that shit all the time.”

I thought about it a little and she was slick right. I don’t mean to though, it just slips when I’m mad. If it wasn’t for me, she probably would still be in Dez’s hands and I didn’t get so much as a thank you at first.

I was heated and needed to vent.

“That’s different, don’t be questionin’ meh. I’ma have ta tear that pussy up again.”

She whined, “August!!! You can’t be doing that shit. Chris got mad as fuck at me because he said we ain’t fuck for a minute and my pussy wasn’t tight like normal.”

“Raye, I really don’t give a fuck. Maybe ya shouldn’t be tryin’ ta fuck him a couple hours afta you fucked meh now shut that shit up and come sit on daddeh lap.” I patted my lap causing her to crawl over to me and do as I instructed.

She comfortably laid her head on my chest as I squeezed her ass and scrolled through Instagram.

Seeing a picture India posted, I had to double take because it looked like she was cuddling with some nigga. His face wasn’t fully in the picture but you can definitely tell. That’s probably the same nigga that took the phone from her.

I should get Lo and the crew so we can go fuck some shit up but I’m not gonna be petty… for now.

If India lets another nigga answer the phone for her again, she gonna be in some deep shit with me for real. That shit was mad disrespectful.

She don’t see me letting Kayla or Raye answer the phone for me.

Speaking of Kayla, I don’t know where the fuck she’s been for the passed couple of days. I remembered Raye and decided to call her up and we been chilling here and there.

She won’t answer my calls or texts. I don’t know what the fuck’s up with her now. I swear it’s always something new.

But it’s whatever though.

It’s crazy because both of these females supposed to have belonged to Chris. I don’t know what he’s doing wrong but they ran to me. It’s vice versa with India though.

I’m over it now though because I heard her and Chris don’t even talk anymore. But she just hopped right onto a new nigga that fast.

That’s why I don’t be wanting to deal with these females. 

You see how Raye’s in my bed when she’s supposed to be in Chris’ right?

Ain’t nobody loyal.

Squeezing Raye’s ass, I heard her moan lightly causing my dick to jump. She be trying to start shit. I pushed her up on top of my dick and moved her hips around.

She bit her bottom lip and rolled her hips in the same motion.

My dick was getting harder by the second and I knew she was wet already because she be over here wet for me for no damn reason sometimes. I ain’t complaining though.

She continued to grind on me, letting light moans escape her lips every now and then. I bit my lip as my eyes roamed around her body.

Shit, Kayla would be so pissed if she found out. 

I know this shit foul but I can’t help it. I love me some pussy. I might stop once I get in a relationship with her though. Not fucking around with other people a lot but maybe every now and then.

That’s if I get into a relationship with her because the way she be acting now is a turn off.

It was better when we first started talking and fucking. 

I stopped going out to clubs and getting drunk because I noticed I was hurting her for real and that’s not what I wanted to do. I’m not a really bad person, I just got some bad tendencies.

I’m taking them on one step at a time though. I’m not all the way there yet.

Lifting up Raye’s shirt, her boobs were exposed because she wasn’t wearing no type of bra. She a freak.

I started sucking on them and playing with her nipples, getting them nice and hard. I flipped us over so that I was on top and took off my shirt.

Kissing down from her neck to the waistband of her pants, I unbuttoned them and slid them off before throwing them across the room. I was so ready because me and Kayla haven’t fucked in almost two months.

I took off her pants and just as I expected, she was wet as fuck.

Coming up, I kissed her neck slowly. I pulled my sweats and boxers down a little bit and got my tip wet.

Rubbing it around on my dick, I was about to stick it in but Raye grabbed my arm.

“Wait August, this isn’t right. We’ve already been fucking and I would have a fit if Chris was doing the same.”

“I mean, it already happened and there ain’t nothin’ ya can do ta change it na.” I replied to the bullshit she was giving me. You can’t just turn somebody on and then stop. She gonna give me blue balls.

“I know but I’m not even supposed to be here.”

I pulled up my sweats and my boxers before laying on the other side of her.

“Then get tha fuck out.”

[fatal-addictionff]

Chris

She walked past me after I said ‘hi’ for like the third time this week.

I know I said I wasn’t gonna pressure her into forgiving me and talking to me again but that shit is hard when we see each other five days out of the week. And we share majority of the classes together.

It’s...

[fatal-addictionff]

Raye

“Kiss me Chris,” I said reluctantly causing him to crash his lips into mine.

I felt one of his hands slide down to my ass and squeeze it like mine was the last one in the world. I moaned in pleasure as I instantly felt him getting hard once he was on top of me.

I knew there was no...

[fatal-addictionff]

*One month later*

Chris

“Baby, please. You’ve been home for a week now and you won’t even let me hug you.” I pleaded with India as she sat on the other side of my bed. “I just want to be there for you.”

She glared at me harshly, “Chris. I don’t need any hugs and I don’t need your...

[fatal-addictionff]

Crystal

I paced back and forth on the waiting room floor.

Marcus told me to sit down multiple times so he could comfort me but how could I? This is exactly why I didn’t want her getting involved with August.

I wanted to run across this waiting room and send blow to blow at his face...

[fatal-addictionff]

Chris

I sighed and rubbed my hands over my face as August drove.

Haven’t spoken to this nigga in a minute and on top of that, my girl was kidnapped. And I almost fucked another bitch. What the hell was I thinking?

My leg was shaking rapidly and my hand never left my gun. I was ‘bout ready...