39. - I don’t got a Single Sober Vein in my Body.
Malakai:
“Nigga I’m tell you, I had Lea ridin ma shit like she in some damn championship rodeo and I’m ready bust THE fastest nut that guarantee woulda knocked her up and next thing I know, this nigga bust through ma door! Eyes wide as shit, his damn braids sticking out like he a scarecrow and mumblin ‘Virgin’ like it sumthin foreign!”, I exclaimed as the boys continued to roar with laughter while Raheem kept his jaw clenched tightly in the seat beside me.
“Thing that gets me doe is how you ain’t know she a damn virgin? Like one time Lea was talkin bout how we be doin doggystyle and Elle out here thinkin it some yoga position or sum shit”, I continued through my laughter while fueling the boys who were now hunched over their seats.
We were only two hours into our flight and Raheem still had that goofy ass grin he’s been wearing all morning since popping Knoelles cherry. Being his big brother and all, it was only right that I rained on his parade since he did technically fuck up my nut a few hours prior.
Before I could continue to roast my brother, I let out a grunt as this nigga spear tackled me from the side and knocked the wind out of me. Landing in the middle of the aisle of the plane I was torn between wanting to laugh and groaning in pain.
Choosing the latter as his knee jabbed my stomach, Raheem and I began to scuffle in the middle of the aisle of the Private Jet. “Pussy”, I grunted as I delivered a few bitch slaps to his face while he tried to pin my legs down.
“Ayo you mutha fuckas betta chill with that shit, gone have this plane crash and kill a nigga before he even gets a chance to fuck some foreign bitch”, I heard Keenon complain over the commotion but ignored it as I held my younger brother down in a headlock.
“Nipple twister, bitch!”, Raheem yelled as he grabbed my nipple and squeezed the shit out of it while twisting it. “Ouch nigga! Is you 5?”, I grunted as I pulled at his braid and let him out of the headlock.
“Dont fuck up ma hair!”, He panicked which had me tilting my head back and laughing, only to leave him an opening to punch my ribs.
“Hunnid on Kai”, I heard Meek somewhere in the plane while Keenon put a 100 on Raheem. “Winded me”, I groaned as I sucked on my finger and quickly stuck it in his ear before slapping him upside his head.
“Yuck mutha fucker”, He shurdder before trying to tackle me again, however I quickly flipped him over and landed onto of him, scaring the private flight attendant.
“Ight, both actin like little ass kids, get the fuck up bruh”, Jermaine shook his head as he got out of his seat and pulled Raheem up by the collar of his shirt. Ferg on the other hand held my arm back making sure I didnt try and go after him for another attack.
“He started it”, I huffed as I slumped back into my seat and proceeded to kick Raheem’s foot who was now sitting opposite me. “You did bruh, out here spilling ma business”, He retorted with a glare, before picking up a sealed packet of salted nuts and launching it at my head.
Being a little tipsy from the miniature bar in the PJ, my reflexes weren’t on one hundred and seconds later the packet bounced off my forehead.
“Imma kill you”, I stated simply as I began to launch off the lounge and attack, however Ferg already was prepared and holding my shoulders down.
“You aint gone to shittttt freckles”, Raheem smirked back while the boys began laughing at the childhood nickname I left in the past.
“Man fuck y’all”, I muttered as I felt my mood shift to one of annoyance. “And keep that noise down, I wanna sleep”, I added with a huff as I grabbed my beats headphones out of my duffle bag.
“Little ass baby”, I heard Raheem chuckle just as my music drained out the noise and the others laughter. Resting my head back, I covered my eyes with my hoodie and allowed my sleep to finally take over.
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My stomach once again felt like it was turning inside out as I continued to empty out the contents into the toilet bowl. Groaning as I sat back on the cold tiled floor, I closed my eyes as I leant my head back against the wall behind me.
We were only three days in on our Amsterdam trip and this was the first time I had been sober enough to feel any signs of a headache or hangover. I had barely gotten a few hours sleep before I was rolling off the large king bed and making a beeline for the ensuite bathroom.
My head had been stuck in the toilet bowl for the past half an hour and the only thing on my mind was wishing Lea was here to take care of a nigga. She would no doubt be rubbing my back at this moment as she forced me to drink water with some pills.
Instead I was sitting on this cold ass floor with a throat dryer than the Sahara desert and no pills on help cure this hangover.
Taking a deep breathe I tried my hardest to ignore the throbbing in my head and instead let my exhaustion take over so I could get a few hours sleep. Not wanting to fuck up my back by sleeping on the floor, I forced myself off the floor and quickly grabbed a hold of the basin in front of me.
Splashing my face with some cold water, I quickly brushed my teeth before stumbling my way back into the bedroom I was occupying. The king sized bed was already unmade and messed up, giving me the perfect opportunity to dive into the mattress and not move for a couple of hours.
I was unsure how long I had been knocked out cold in bed before the buzzing of my phone vibrated from under my pillow. Letting out a tired groan, I was slightly thankful my hangover wasn’t as bad as it was the first time I woke up and puked my guts out.
Tiredly moving my hand under my pillow, I fished out the ringing device before rolling over onto my back. By the time I went to answer the call, I let out another groaned as the ringing abruptly stopped.
Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I squinted them slightly to catch a glimpse at the screen only to find it was from none other than Lea.
Truth be told I had barely spoken to her properly since arriving and that was simply because I was either way to drunk, stoned or out clubbing. The most we’ve had was a quick 5 minute call to make sure we were both doing okay.
Now being sober and in my right mind, I couldn’t help but feel a little shitty at me neglecting her and not even responding to simple messages she’s sent.
Seconds later, the ping on my phone went off to inform me of a message that has come through. I wasnt surprised in the least when it showed it was from Lea and I couldnt help but grin at how no matter how shitty Ive been towards her, she never gives up on me.
Typing in my passcode, I tapped on the message and instantly felt my insides clench at the sight.
FROM: Princess
missing my baby :(
I was one cocky and confident nigga but even I dont know how I got so god damn lucky with this girl. She was so beautiful that I never wanted her out of my sight because she was mine.
Instantly I was sitting up against the headboard of the bed and tapping on her name so we could facetime as a simple phone call just wouldnt do. Any traces of a headache had simply disappeared and as always it was her who made me feel better.
Seconds later, Lea’s face was filling the screen of my iphone 6 plus and my lips were instantly tugging up into a full grin at the sight of her. “Mali!”, She beamed instantly into the camera as I took her in with the way the sun was glowing around her.
“You miss me baby?”, I rasped out, my throat still bone dry and sore from all the throwing up I had done. “So much honey, are you okay Mali you look so wrecked”, She pouted her full, round lips as I licked over my dry ones wishing I was there so I can feel hers on mine.
“Yea baby Im fine, just a long ass night”, I admitted with a muffled yawn, my eyes never straying too far from her face. “Just make sure youre drinking water to stay hydrated and get some sleep Mali you look so exhausted”, She stressed into the camera causing me to chuckle at her worrying about me from the other side of the world.
“Dont worry bout me Princess, how you been doing? You sleepin alright?”, I questioned as I peeped her blue button up shirt shifting a little, giving me a view of her cleavage. Instantly I felt myself getting hard at the sight and had my hand slipping into my boxers to get a grip.
“I guess so, its not the same though. And I have to cuddle your pillow really tight if I want to sleep”, She laughed, her smile lighting up her entire face as I licked over my bottom lip and began stroking my member.
“Ill be home before you know it”, I muttered, my eyes dropping back down to her cleavage as I felt myself getting harder by the second. All this alcohol and weed I had consumed over the past few days had me honrier than a mother fucker and all I wanted to do was sink balls deep in her pussy.
“Malakai are you jacking off right now?”, Kalea suddenly questioned her eyes wide as she watched my arm moving up and down in the corner of the screen. “Fuck yes baby, a nigga horny as fuck”, I grunted casually as I watched her eyes light up with excitement which only had me smirking, “You gone help me out?”, I questioned, watching as her eyes darted around to see if anyone was around.
“Im outside Mali”, She whispered a little breathlessly. “You at the crib?”, I questioned trying to see around her to spot where she is. “Yea its so sunny out so I thought Id relax in the backyard”, She shrugged, her eyes darting back to my moving arm that caused her to let out a laugh.
“Unbutton yo top a little more princess, lemme see them pretty tits of yours”, I muttered as I watched her cheeks blush a little while her chest began to rise and full with excitement. Biting down on her plump bottom lip, Lea kept her eyes drawn on my own as she reached to her buttons and slowly began unbuttoning them.
My gaze tore from her face and instantly I was licking over my own lips as she allowed her now open shirt to fall open exposing her chest. The wind that was evident in NY brushed against her bare skin, leaving her pink nipples standing at full attention. My mouth watered at the thought of wrapping my lips around them and biting down on her flesh.
“Fuckk Lea”, I grunted as I gripped my dick a little harder at the very sight. “I want you to play with yo self baby, pretend its ma hand between yo thighs”, I rasped out as I watched the way her fingers brushed down the base of her neck and ever so slowly teased the curve of her breast.
“Lower baby, lemme see that wet pussy”, I grumbled, before swallowing my hunger for her down. “Mmm I wish you were here Mali”, She whispered breathlessly as I kept my eyes on her hands that were now trailing down past her bellybutton and closer to my favourite place.
“Yea baby, what you want me to do if I was there?”, I questioned, resting my head back a little to get more comfortable as I continued to stroke my member. “I’d want you eating my pussy baby, the way you know I like”, She moaned softly as I felt a groan in the back of my throat just as her hand pushed down her black leggings.
Moments later, I was blessed with the view of Lea sitting on the chair in just her red lace thong that always gets my harder then a mother fucker. “Imma eat you for hours the second I get back”, I promised us both as I kept my eyes drawn on her fingers that now slipped her thong down and brushed against her glistering folds.
In true Kalea fashion she was already wet for me and I wasn’t even in the same country. The very thought and sight had me ready to bust how ever I used my will power to enjoy this just a little longer.
The sound of her moan brought me out of my pussy trance and I was tearing my eyes from the sight and looking up at her flushed face. Her eyes were hooded with lust and her lips were slightly parted as small breathless moans escaped them.
“Push two fingers in that pussy Lea, imagine they ma fingers baby, pushin into yo tight box.. you like that shit dont you?”, I grunted as I watched her fingers slip deeper inside her, disappearing with every pump she did.
“Yes Malakai, fuck I need you so bad”, She moaned out as my jerking got faster just as the rhythm of her fingers picked up. I knew Lea like the back of my hand and I knew she wasnt too far from cumming and that only had me getting closer to my own release.
Just when I thought she couldnt get any sexier, Lea pulled her fingers out of her soaking pussy and brought them up to her lips. Seconds later she was opening her mouth and sucking off her juices, leaving me to question why she didnt already have my last name.
“Fuckkkkkk Lea”, I groaned at the sight while she moaned at the taste and left me jealous that she got to taste and all I had was my imagination. “You taste sweet huh? Fuck I know you do.. you always taste so damn sweet”, I answered my own question as I felt my balls tighten indicating I was seconds away.
Gritting out my teeth as Lea began to talk dirty, telling me what she taste’s like I kept my eyes on her as I was about to blow. However seconds later the battery icon on my phone suddenly began to flash and not a moment later my eyes went wide as my phone turned off.
“No no no no”, I mumbled with distress, smacking the screen of the phone before repeatedly trying to turn it back on. When the icon of a dead battery popped up, taunting me almost, I was hit with the sad realization that I wouldnt be getting my nut I desperately needed.
“MOTHER FUCK!”, I roared as I launched my phone across the room and dramatically laid back on the bed with the worse case of blue balls Ive had.
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After a shitty ass start to my morning and mid afternoon, I finally made my way in the shower to clean up for another night of partying. It was officially my birthday in the coming AM so of course, tonight would be our wildest night here yet.
Once I was shaved and dressed I grabbed my now fully charged phone and wallet before heading out of my room.
Heading into the open plan lounge room of the penthouse, I was greeted by Ferg and Chance who were already dressed and waiting. Being that there was a few of us boys we had rented out two penthouse suites with four bedrooms in each.
Unfortunately for Ferg and I, we pulled out the short end of the straws and ended up getting stuck with the very single and sexually active Keenon and Chance. Raheem on the other hand wasnt toyed with by fate and instead got to bunk with the very committed Cudi, Jermaine and Meek.
What did this mean for Ferg and I? Well to put it quite simply, I think Ive seen more naked bitches in this room these past two days then Ive seen in the red light district.
For example at this very moment, there were two giggling foreign bitches running out of Keenan’s room with him roaring like a god damn lion as he chased after them. Tittys swung in every direction as the two girls laughed and giggled words in another language before clinging to each others naked bodies.
“Nigga the fuck you doing we gotta bounce”, Ferg groaned, clearly fed up with the easy bitches that has been coming in and out our suite since we practically landed. “And why the fuck you roaring like a fucken lion, nigga? Gone have people thinkin we got a god damn zoo in here”, I huffed with annoyance as I found a bunch of discharged females clothes on the floor.
“It kinda is a zoo.. a zoo of naked bitches”, Chance chuckled as he not so shamefully let his eyes drink in the sight of the naked girls who were still huddled together.
Gathering up the clothes with a disgusted look on my face, I walked over and shoved them in one of the naked bitches arms. “Time to leave”, I instructed as I pointed towards the door, however all I got was a blank stare from them both before they looked over at Keenon with confusion.
“Man leave ma ladies alone, we aint done yet”, Kee slightly slurred as he struggled to put his shirt on, all while trying to hold his glass of henny in his hand. “Fuck you mean you aint done yet, I aint get a wink of sleep cause you been banging down the damn wall all fucken day”, Ferg grumbled with his own annoyance while Chance sat back clearly amused with our distress.
Though he wasn’t as bad as Keenon, that nigga got his fair share of women since we landed and I blamed it entirely on his charm he puts on. Keenon had girls wanting to be fucked like hoes, Chance on the other hand had girls wanting to be loved by him.
“Y’all complain too damn much!”, Keenon sighed dramatically before swinging his body around so he was facing the naked women who were standing there without an ounce of shame. “You heard my boys, time to bounce ladies”, He told them with a simple shrug however just like before I didnt think they actually understood what he was saying.
“You couldnt at least picked a bitch that could speak the basics?”, I questioned while shaking my head while the girls spoke to each other in a hushed foreign language.
“Bruh its so much better when you have no idea what the fuck they saying”, Keenon defended before making his way over to the front door and began using hand gestures to get them out.
Once we finally got rid of them bitches, we gathered up our shit just as Raheem and the other boys burst through our front door. “Fuck is takin yall so long?”, Meek frowned as they all filled inside one by one.
“Kee wanna bring in two illiterate bitches that didnt understand the meaning of ‘get the fuck out’”, Ferg explained as he stood up from the large lounge and straightened out his jeans.
“Man am I glad we aint get stuck in this room”, Cudi sighed with relief as he dapped Jermaine who was nodding with agreement. “It smelling more and more like a whorehouse every time I come in”, Meek cracked while Ferg and I just gave him an unamused glare.
“I wonder what Lea and Tey gotta say bout y’all staying in yo own personal sex club?”, Raheem smirked over at us while, I took a step forward only to have Ferg throw his arm around my shoulder.
“Wait till they drunk, we’ll fuck em up later”, He assured me lowly which had me nodding my head before childishly flipping them the bird.
“Lets stop bitchin and get a move on, Im hungry as fuck”, Chance interjected as he grabbed one of the room keys and headed towards the door. “Sounds good to me”, I added after realising I hadnt eaten in a minute and I was suddenly starving.
“Ight but foods on Kee”, Cudi called out as the crew all made their way towards the door and out the hotel room. “Now why would I do somethin stupid like that when I can spend that money on bitches?”, He called out from the back of the mob as we waited for the elevator.
“Man I hope yo ass catch a disease out here”, I chuckled as I leant back and slapped his shoulder while all the boys laughed. “And I hope Lea dump yo ugly lookin ass”, Keenon retorted while I just rolled my eyes knowing damn well that Lea would never leave cause she was mine forever.
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Two hours later, the boys and I were stumbling out of some pricey ass restaurant, high off our heads and ready for another wild night. Walking down the long cobblestoned streets, tourists were all around us as we all freely sparked up another round of blunts.
“If this aint weed heaven then I’on know what is”, Cudi sighed happily as he blew rings out in the air in front of us. “I’on ever wanna be sober again”, Rah added beside me as he had two blunts dangling out of his lips and as we all enjoyed being able to smoke freely in the open.
“Man NY gotta step they game up and legalize this shit man”, Jermaine mumbled as he swayed in front of us, clearly enjoyed being able to get high for the first time in a long time. “Im sayin man”, I agreed with a head nod.
“Yo y’all wait out here a minute, Imma run in here and get us some brownies to go”, Meek suddenly announced excitedly just as he disappeared into one of many weed cafes that were all down the street. Matter of fact everywhere you looked, it was almost always a sign inviting you in for a good old blunt or weed desert of some kind.
“According to this map we only a few blocks away from the red light district”, Cudi informed as I stepped in closer to him to peep at the large map he had spread out. We looked like the ultimate tourists lunging that around, however Cudi refused to get lost in a foreign country. And being that we was so prone to attracting trouble, I couldnt argue with him on that.
“Its like a map to the treasure… the bitches being that treasure”, I chuckled as I spotted that he circled the red light district with a large circle. “Well then you can just call me the black Captain Hook, cause Imma go treasure hunting”, Keenon smirked as he rubbed his hands together like a creep while I curled up my face in disgust.
“Why everything that comes out yo mouth makes me vomit a little?”, Ferg spoke my thoughts just as Meek bounced out of the cafe holding a large paper bag.
“Yoooo they said this shit is CR-ZAY!”, He beamed like an excited little kid as we once again began walking to our destination.
“Fuck you waitin for then, pass that shit around”, Jermaine grinned as he eyed out the bag hungrily, desperately trying to enjoy his last few days of freedom before he officially stepped into the life of fatherhood.
The more we ventured down the different streets, the darker the street lights got and the atmosphere changed. We had already finished off half a bag of brownies and judging by the stumbling of us all, I knew it was slowly hitting us all.
“I needa sit down”, Raheem groaned beside me as he swayed slightly which had me chuckling. “Cant keep up little brother?”, I slurred with a smirk which earnt a weak shove from him his end. “Im good, im good”, He assured me just as we turned onto another cobblestoned street.
Soon enough, tiny doors stood on either side of the streets, red light bulb above each with mostly naked foreign women luring horny fucks in.
“No cameras, no cameras!”, One of the prostitutes called out to some tourists walking a few meters in front of us. “Damn I was gonna make a movie out of the night”, Keenon groaned with disappointment which had Ferg giving a slap to the back to his head.
“Yo look at these thots, in the windows”, Meek shout/whispered with excitement as he jumped up and down beside me all while pointing at the girls like they were foreign attractions. Which I guess technically speaking they were.
Of course Keenon and Chance were front of the group, salivating like hungry dogs as they picked the place they wanted to head into. “Dont forget our deal, one lap dance for y’all then we hitting the club”, Raheem reminded our horny friends who simply waved us off while eyeing out each door.
“You gettin one Kai?”, Ferg questioned beside me in a low tone, as I watched other tourists whistle with wide eyes at the different window display scenes. “Nah bruh this aint for me”, I chuckled as he broke off some of the remaining brownie in half and passed it over.
“Man you stupid, if Tey gave me that pass, I woulda jumped on the opportunity”, He groaned, wishing Tey would have at least let him enjoy one lap dance on our trip. However just like the other girls besides Lea, they had all forbidden it, much to their dismay.
But even though Kalea had given me a pass, I wasnt about to act on that shit cause truth be told, only woman I wanted to be grinding on me was my girl. “Well it aint like Tey here ma nigga, so do you”, Meek encouraged his eyes so low you could barely see the white of his eyeballs.
“Monica aint here either dawg so why you aint tryna get no lap dance?”, Ferg huffed back while I shook my head and closed my eyes for a second as the kush and brownies hit. “Cause I aint want one bitch”, Meek laughed loudly before stopping in his tracks and staring at some caked up white bitch who was motioning our group over.
Instantly all the boys looked on in a trance, as another pair of feminine hands wrapped from behind her and seductively dragged her fingers up the blondes thighs. That was all that needed before the boys rushed over to the entrance of the strip joint, earning a few giggles from the girls.
Inside was a whole different story. Private booths were set up in different corners of the strip club, while super model type girls slid up and down the silver poles.
The music was nothing like the rap and rnb we were use to and instead the speakers flooded the room with trance like music. Hypnotizing you, effortlessly. If the music wasnt enough to trip us out and set us in a complete daze, then the slow motion strobe lights did the trick.
Already off our heads and barely able to stand straight the boys and I struggled to move through the club without stumbling over. My chest vibrated with laughter at the sight and soon all us boys were holding onto each other as we zombie walked our way to a booth in the back.
Once everyone had managed to slump back into the lounge chair that surrounded the centre table/stage, I brought my hand up slowly and stared at it with wide eyes. “These slow motion lights are fucking me up”, I groaned with a chuckle as I watched my hand move in slow motion in front of me just as a naked waitress brought over a tray of shots and pre rolled blunts.
“Man I could get use to this”, Raheem cheesed at the sight of the blunts and scooped one up. “Im finna move here bruh, fuck all that bullshit and live ma life out here high as a mutha fucker in these streets”, Meek slurred happily just as Keenon motioned over one of the topless hostesses.
Barely able to hear him over the head spinning trance music, I was able to gather the words ‘5 finest bitches’ and ‘my boys birthday’. I didnt need to hear anymore to know what this nigga was getting us into.
“No matter how gone you are bruh, hands off”, Raheem mumbled lowly beside me causing me to drunkenly look over at him and struggle to raise an eyebrow. “I should say the same to you”, I muttered however quickly frowned at how slurred my own words came out.
“The fuck was in those brownies?”, I called out to no one in particular before looking around the table and finally seeing just how high every single one of my boys were.
Each one was slouched back against the lounges, smoke from the blunts surrounding them and eyes so low you would mistake them for sleeping. As if they were all reading my thoughts, the boys all did their own examination of the crew before we all busted up in laughter like a pack of hyenas.
However our laughter was short lived as a line of the finest looking strippers I have ever seen came and stepped up to the semi large stage in the middle of our lounges. Each one had fake tights, a tight body and a toned ass that was swallowing up the smallest of g-strings.
“We gone be in so much trouble”, Meek groaned loudly as he adjusted his jeans and tried to look away however didnt last a few seconds at that.
What happened after that all seemed like a vivid blur as my head bobbed around, while I strained to keep my eyes opened. Never had I been so high before and it seemed I was in an absoulte trance as I watched the exoctic and seductive dancing in front of me.
In the midst of it all, it had felt like I had completely blanked out a few times. The scenes I did however caught, were filled with completely naked bodies of the women who danced against each other while they made out. Other moments, had me witnessing Keenon getting the best lapdance of his life while Chance lowkey was being blown in the corner of the lounges.
Every moment, every scene was all played out in slow motion, only fucking with our mind state even more as we fought to stay alert. Before I knew it, one girl had her legs spread out in front of me while another bent in front of her, slowly sucking on her fake breasts.
Mouth feeling dry, I somehow managed to tap Rah’s arm and slurred for him to order us a round of shots as he was closest to one of the waitresses.
Unsure how much time had passed, the brunette waitress with natural looking double d’s come over holding a tray of shots. Filled in the shots was the fluro greenest colour substance I had ever seen before. Standing tall beside the shots, a long bottle of the green drink sat in and it took me a moment to lean forward and squint my eyes.
“Absinth, 100 percent pure”, The brunette grinned, showing off a pearly white teeth as she sat the tray on a small table that was connected to our private stage. “One shot each boys. That will be more than enough to keep you going hard for the next couple of hours”, She warned in a sexy foreign accent before sending me a wink and swaying her ass away from our section.
“Boys, whatever happens after this.. it never leaves this circle, you hear?”, Meek grinned like a cheshire cat as he lifted the shot up and grabbed the attention of the crew. Ever so slowly in the strobe lights, each member of our crew broke out into a mischievous smirk as they grabbed a shot glass filled with the strongest alcohol created.
Id heard more than enough stories to know exactly how fucked up a small amount of the famous Absinth could get you. Already off my head, I knew better than to participate, however I couldnt stop myself as I watched my hand under the slow motioned lights make a grab for one of the glasses.
With the dancers still practically fucking each other on the stage, I stood and leaned my glass to the centre of the stage. With the smirks that had yet to disappear, the boys met my glass in the middle of the stage and after clinking them together one time we each pulled back and down the contents.
The burning in the back of my throat was the last feeling I felt just before my little bit of willpower over my mind evaporated.
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Time no longer existed as my brother and I stood on top of a stage at some club, hyping the other party goers up.
Unkown how we actually got to the club or how long we had been there, Rah and I rapped some old school rap while our boys stood around us, downing bottles of spade like it was water.
I couldnt even recall the last time we had partied this hard, but not one of cared of the consequences or heachache that we would have to deal with after. Bitches danced on the floor in front of us, reaching out to get noticed or pulled up, however Raheem and I were too in our zone to pay attention.
“IMMA NEED ALL YOU BAD BITCHES DROP IT LOW AND SHAKE THEY ASS ONE TIME FOR A NIGGA”, Raheem called out in the microphone, causing a wave of excited screams to erupt in the room as girls began twerking left, right and centre.
Soon enough Fetty Wap ‘Trap Queen’ was blasting through the speakers, my shirt was off and the club had gone from turnt up to LIT within seconds. Handing the mic back to the DJ, I jumped off the stage, unaware of where my shirt now was as I headed to where the boys were all turning up.
The section was coated with smoke as huge blunts were passed around, despite the current smashed state of each of us. The absinth had completely fucked us up and, I could barely remember what I was doing 5 minutes ago, yet I was accepting another blunt from Cudi.
“I hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands I just might snatch a 'Rari and buy my boo a Lamb’ I just might snatch her a necklace, drop a couple on a ring She ain’t wanting for nothin’ because I got her everything It’s big Zoo Wap from the bando, without dinero can’t go Remy boys got the stamp, count up hella them bands though How far can your bands go? Fetty Wap I’m living fifty thousand K how I stand though If you checking for my pockets I’m like”, The boys and I all rapped out the lines along with every last person in the club. Throwing his arm around my shoulder, Meek pushed a bottle of Spade into my chest as he began singing the chorus off key.
“Married to the money, introduced her to my stove Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin’ for low She my trap queen, let her hit the bando”, Meek continued to sing at the top of his lungs as I let out a laugh before drowning my liver once I brought the bottle up to my lips.
My head was spinning, my legs unstable and if any of us made it through the night without ending up in hospital I would be suprised.
As soon as the song was done, a shirtless Raheem was back on the stage and using his hands to quieten down the crowd. “Y’ALL IS FUCKIN LIT TONIGHT”, He hyped into the micro, causing the crowd to go wild and let their drunkin cheers fill the room.
“IGHT IGHT, WE GONE KEEP THIS PARTY GOIN INTO THE EARLY AM, YA FEEL? BUT BEFORE WE DO THAT, IMMA NEED EVERYONE ONE OF YOU DRUNKN MOTHER FUCKERS TO HELP ME SING A SLOPPY ASS HAPPY MOTHER FUCKEN BIRTHDAY TO MA BIG BROTHER, MALAKAI!!!!!!”, He yelled into the mic just as a row of fine ass females walked in a line with more bottles of spade held up in the air.
Attached to each bottle was some big ass sparklers and everyone went wild as the began making their way up to our VIP section.
On cue, Raheem led the happy birthday and soon he had a club full of foreigners and tourists, drunkenly slurring a happy birthday to me. It was way past midnight meaning yo boy was officially 25 and despite the hype I was lowkey wishing my girl was here with me to bring in the big two five.
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Some time in the early hours of the morning, the boys and I used what little strength we had left as we ran through the now quiet streets of Amsterdam. It was more of a pathetic jog rather than a run, as we urged each other on while looking over our shoulders.
The sun had already started to peek out, meaning a start of a new day had started and the darkness could no longer aid in our escape.
“Yo hurry, in here”, Meek ushered excitedly as he pulled Keenons dead weight and led us through a narrow alley way. “They still on us”, Jermaine hissed from behind us as we squeezed through the cold stone walls and out on the other side of the alley way.
“We gotta lose them”, I urged as I grabbed Keenons other arm and threw it over my shoulder so I could help Meek carry him. “Then we gotta find the others”, I added remembering that Chance, Raheem, Ferg and Cudi had gotten separated from us once we made a break for it.
Turned out Keenon’s dick really did get us in shit because this nigga just had to get some dome of some big time honcho’s misses. To make matters worse when he was confronted, this nigga proceeded to tell this 200 hundred pound gangster that his girl was a whore. This nigga Kee thought he didnt understand english and much to our luck he just so happened to be fluent.
Being that we were all way too plastered to stand let alone stay and fight the guy and his posse, we had to make for a run for it as we were completely outnumbered.
I didnt even know how we made it out the club without being hauled back but all I remembered was as soon as we hit the cobble street the boys broke up into two. Now twenty minutes later of running and it was only hitting me now that we had been separated and havent heard from them since.
“Imma dump this nigga in the river, forreal”, Meek huffed through a slight slur as I felt my own legs wobble weakly while my head spun a mile a minute. “These mother fuckers just wont give up”, I hissed tiredly while literally considering to quit running and just attempt to throw a punch or something.
“Kai, slip into that joint right there, hurry”, Jermaine pushed as he pointed to a red light door that was still live and showcasing their women in the window. “Thank you Jesus”, I heard Meek mutter under his breath which had me weakly chuckling, “Nigga I doubt Jesus led us here”, I laughed as we practically dragged Keenon across the cobble stoned street.
Unsure how we even ended up back in the red light district, I decided not to question it and instead hurry into the establishment. Hurrying down the dimly lit hallway, I continued to look over my shoulder to make sure those beefy men hadnt followed us in.
“Booth down the back”, Meek instructed a naked lady who seemed oblivious to the fact that we were literally holding up a plastered drunk between us. “Drink?”, The lady questioned in a thick foreign accent her eyes seductively ran over Jermaine which and Meek and I smirking.
“Shots lady, lots of them”, Jermaine ordered off, oblivious to her lustful stares while my head snapped over to him and looked at him with wide eyes. If any of us were to consume another drop of alcohol I was certain we would need our stomachs pumped.
“Im getting too old for this shit”, I groaned as we began heading across the establishment with out eyes still darting back towards the door. When no one burst through the establishments doors looking for us, Meek, J and myself relaxed back into the booth while Keenon stayed knocked out half on the floor.
“The others hidin out in a weed cafe”, Meek informed as he quinted down at his dimly lit phone. Minds at ease that they were okay, we decided on just staying for at least an hour just to make sure no one was waiting in the streets for us.
Seconds later, the waitress was placing a number of shots on the table and before I could even blink four strippers were suddenly in front of us. My eyes darted towards to Meek and then over to Jermaine, both of which were in very committed relationships.
“We going to hell”, I muttered with a shake of my head as I let out a slurred sigh and reached for a shot in front of us. “At least we heading down there as a crew”, Meek chuckled at his theory while I shook my head with amusement and watched him down a shot seconds later.
Following in suit, I drowned four more shots and soon tilted my head back against the lounge as the silhouette of dancing bodies came closer. “What about the others? Should we tell em to come here”, I heard one of the boys question lowly, however I was too far gone to reply, or to care for that matter.
Turned out I ended up getting that lap dance in the end.
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The jerk of the bicycle cart we were riding around coming to a halt and had us coming out of drunken disorientated sleep. Blindly fishing around my pocket I pulled out some money and handed it to the thin foreigner before stumbling out of this fruity ass bicycle cart we were forced to take.
“Heads up”, I heard one of the boys mumble behind me, warning me just in time to catch Keenons still coma like state body being thrown out the cart by Meek. Grunting as I pathetically held up his body, I practically shoved him back towards J and Meek once they made it to the side walk.
“Shoulda left this nigga at the strip club”, Meek groaned weakly before bringing his hand up and slapping Keenon across the face a few times. “He even livin?”, Jermaine slurred once Keenon didnt react to the abuse he was receiving.
Shrugging at his question, the boys and I some how dragged our feet across the road and headed up the short set of stairs that led to the hotel. Ignoring the shaking heads of other hotel guests who took in the sight of us, I looked us over to see that we did look as bad as I felt.
“Rah n dem bak up stairs”, Jermaine slurred as he squinted his eyes while searching through his phone. The sight of his phone, reminded me of my own and as we headed into the awaiting elevator, I quickly fetched mine out of my pocket.
Sagging back against the elevator walls, I felt my head bobble around as I struggled to keep my own body up. Finally getting my phone out, my blurred vision scanned over the number of notifications that graced my screen however proved to be difficult.
It took me the entire ride up to the top to finally get my passcode right and finally unlock my phone. “Put Kee to bed”, J muttered as he stumbled out onto the top floor and headed straight to his hotel door without so much as a glance back.
“Yea, what he said”, Meek added before shoving Keenon off his shoulder and letting his dead weight fall onto me before I could get a word out. “Help me! Niggas!”, I called out before scrunching up my face as I stared down at Keenon who was now laid out on the floor, half in the elevator and half out.
“Fuck man”, I groaned tiredly as I stuffed my phone back in my pocket and stepped over his passed out body so I was standing out in the hallway. Almost certain I was going to pass out myself, I had to close my eyes for a good second before reopening them.
Bending down, I grabbed his foot only to realise this nigga was legit missing one of his shoes. Shaking my head at the sight, I began to pull his body out of the elevator only to have the elevator doors start to close and bounce off his head.
“Oh damn bruh, my bad”, I flinched as I quickly put one hand in and pushed them back open, while a small groan came from Keenon. “Well serves yo ass right for passin out on us”, I huffed down at him as if he could hear me. With the elevator doors reopened, I mustered up what little strength I had left and began to drag his body towards our door as quickly as possible.
Careful not to pass out myself, I managed to get our door open after a few minutes of messing with the room key. Finally unlocked, I swung the door opened and once again to began to drag him threw it, however not realising the angle of the door, Keenon’s head hit into the side of it.
Again flinching as he let out a painful groan, I found myself nonchalantly shrugging, “You gone have a mad crazy headache when you wake up”, I slurred as I leant down and grabbed his other foot so I could move faster as I need my own bed asap. Sliding him across the large penthouse, I caught a glimpse of Chance passed out on his bed with a naked bitch laid out across his body.
As for Ferg I knew without having to check on him that he was knocked out in his room thanks to his lion like snoring.
Finally making it to Keenons room, I had half a mind to leave this nigga on the floor but the alcohol and weed was suddenly giving me a conscious.
Dropping his feet dramatically on the floor, I went and stood behind his head before grabbing him from under his arms. Weakly I pulled his body up, only to stumble backwards and crashed back onto the bed, Keenon falling on top of me and crushing me with his dead weight.
“For fuck sakeeeeeeee”, I groaned out as I weakly pushed him off my body and allowed him to roll onto his stomach on the bed. “Good enough”, I muttered once I turned his face to the side so he could breathe while he slept because Im sure he would’ve just stayed suffocating if I hadnt.
Clipping my toe on the edge of the door as I headed out of Keenons room, I silently cursed under my breath as I hopped across the open plan lounge room. By the time I managed to peel off my clothes, I dragged the large curtains closed and practically had to crawl into the bed as I held onto my phone.
Flipping over to my stomach, I squinted my eyes to see the numbers and proceeded to put in the passcode which once again took me multiple times to get it right.
Noticing Lea’s name all through my notifications, guilt tugged at my insides and I was weakly searching my call log so I could hear her voice. Fighting myself to keep my eyes opened, I felt a lazy grin tug at my lips the second she picked up the phone.
“Happy birthday to you, happpy birthday to you. Happy birthday to my babyyyyyyyyy . Happy birthday to you !!!!!!”, Lea instantly sung into my ear as I let out a sloppy chuckle and felt myself get hard for the first time since my night started the day prior.
“You singin for ya nigga?”, I questioned with a lazy grin as her giggles bounced through the phone. “Of course honey ! and since its your birthday I wont be mad that you took forever to call me back”, She sulked as I closed my eyes and pictured vividly the pout she would be giving me right about now.
“Just got back”, I admitted with a slight slur which I knew she picked up instantly, “You still wasted Mali? Isnt it like 1 in the afternoon over there?”, She questioned accusingly however the playfulness in her tone me she wasnt actually mad. However it was what she said that had me prying my eyes open and pulling the phone from my ear, “Damn, it 1pm?”, I questioned with confusion, not realising the boys and I hid out in that strip joint for so many hours.
“Looks like someone brought in his 25th with a big bang huh?”, Lea chuckled at my stated while I settled my head back into the comfortable ass bed. “I got a lap dance”, I blurted out, unable to hold back the guilt that was swarming around in my stomach.
However all I received was an amused laugh from her end which had me missing her like crazy, “So?! Baby, I told you are allowed to treat yourself to a birthday lap dance”, She assured me playfully, as I felt my body relax while I enjoyed the sound of her voice.
“Was she prettier than me?”, Lea added with curiosity which had me smirking instantly, “Hell nah Princess, you know you the baddest. She aint even get me hard forreal, but the second I hear yo voice and ma soldier standing hard and ready”, I assured her, knowing well that I needed to kill any insecurity before it plays with her mind. Besides the statement was completely true.. matter of fact, I dont think I even got hard once throughout the night despite all the naked bitches and how high I was.
“Youre crazy Mali”, She giggled, but I could hear the relief in her voice which made me miss her all the more and wanna get back sooner rather then later. “Im ready to come home”, I admitted tiredly, suddenly fully aware of how empty this huge king size bed was without my koala attached to me.
“Aww you miss me baby?”, She cooed lightly before letting out a sigh and speaking before I could reply, “I miss you Mali, so much. I dont care how attached people think it is, I need my grumpy man”, She sulked as I grinned into the pillow and mentally counting how many days I had left of this holiday.
“Imma be home soon and when I do, I’on want you anywhere but wrapped up under me for a good week straight”, I mumbled in a husky tone as I felt my sleep creeping up on me by the second.
“I cant wait”, She whispered softly, “But anyways handsome, I have to go cause Im out with the girls and they are fussing for me to get off the phone”, Lea added with a sigh which had me frowning slightly as I finally realised the commotion going on in the background.
“Where you at?”, I huffed grumpily which instantly earnt a knowing chuckle, “Girls night in the city! We decided on some sushi and cocktails”, Lea gushed excitedly while I tried to picture her out in the city looking sexy as fuck and me not around to fend niggas off.
“You covered?”, I mumbled with all seriousness however it come out as a slur as I began to feel my head spin. “Malakai!”, She groaned with a laugh before whispering to her girls she would only be a minute more. “I really have to go Mali, get some sleep baby and sober up. Call me when you wake up again”, she quickly added as I felt the sense of disappointment of not being able to talk to her for a little while longer despite my intoxicated state.
“Do me one favor?”, I yawned into the pillow as I tried to imagine her scent, “Anything”, She whispered almost instantly. “Send me a picture of you right now… I need the last thing I see before I crash to be you”, I admitted while mentally telling myself if I sleep for a good 24 hours straight that I would wake up to one day closer to seeing her.
“Okay honey I will”, She sighed softly, “And Lea?”, I quickly muttered before she could hang up. “I love you princess”, I tiredly got out as I listened to her breathing become shallow into the receiver.
“I love you to Mali”, She whispered before hanging up, not without me catching the sad sniffle she did as she whispered those words back. Grinning at my emotional baby, I fought to keep my eyes opened as I waited for the one thing I needed in that moment.
One to never disappoint, a few minutes later my eyes were prying open at the sound of my phone going off. Instantly pressing down on the message icon, I watched it pop up and had to close my eyes for a quick moment before letting them linger on the image in front of me.
FROM: Princess
Happy Birthday my LOVE. Im so happy to be apart of another year of your life and I cant wait to celebrate so many more to come. I dont think I will ever be able to express in words just how much I love you, but nonetheless you are my heart Malakai. All of it. And I wouldnt want or have it any other way. Enjoy your holiday baby, because its the last solo holiday you will be going on for a while. I just miss you to much ! Now go to sleep Mali, dream of me. I love you, for the rest of forever xxx
My eyes drank every single inch of her while my mind burned her words to my memory. It was the only thing I needed before I fell into the best sleep Ive had since this holiday began.
Kalea:
Subtly wiping the corner of my eye, I tucked my phone back into my purse and headed back over to the oval table my girls occupied. I had been waiting by the phone all day just to hear his voice and of course a five minute conversation would bring me to tears.
It was my time of the month and I was beyond emotional, I needed my man and the comfort of his arms to bring me some ease. Once in view, the girls looked up and gave me a grin but one look from Knoelle and she was pouting knowing me well.
“Aww dont cry Lee-Lee”, She frowned as I slipped into the stool beside her and allowed her to bring me into a side hug. “Im just being a big baby”, I shrugged it off however the girls all looked at me with sympathy. “Girl you are not being a baby, there is nothing wrong with missing your man”, Jhene soothed as she placed her hand over my own and gave it a slight squeeze. I knew they were all feeling it too, this being the first time they were separated from their men in years.
“We know how youre feeling baby so need to hide it”, Tey added which had me pouting as I looked back at them with so much love and appreciation. The separation was hitting Solana and I the hardest, or at least we were the two who werent hiding it best.
Solo tried to blame it on the pregnancy and her hormones but we were all missing our men so we told her it was normal. It seemed so silly that all us grown women were sulking over our men after not being with them for four days. And it probably WAS silly for us to be this sad however, it was hard to be away from someone when you were literally attached at the hip.
All the couples in the crew were and as much as our guys put on the tough act, we knew they wouldnt have it any other way.
“Girl you lucky you even got a call today, Jermaine hasnt gotten back to me since yesterday morning”, Solana huffed before letting out a sigh as her shoulders slumped. “Well if it makes you feel any better I got a call from Raheem but he could barely say two words without slurring”, Knoelle grinned lightly as she recalled her drunken call from her own boo a couple hours prior.
“Oh please, wanna know what my nigga did?”, Monica chuckled lightly, “He had the nerve to send me a picture of a few strippers and caption ‘me no touch’”, Monica finished while emphasizing with her fingers and doing the quotation symbol.
Instantly us girls were laughing which lifted the gloomy mood that had fell upon us since I came back to the table. “Im just mad Cudi teasing me with all this gushing about how good the weed is there… he knows I live for that shit”, Jhene sulked with her own pout.
“I can only imagine all the trouble those boys are getting in”, I giggled as we all let the thought simmer before laughing together.
“Well I think if the guys can have so much fun without us, then we should do the same instead of sittin here and sulkin”, Teyana preached as she snapped her fingers with a slight head roll.
“Uhh hello, pregnant lady here…”, Solana called out as she pointed down at her very swollen belly, “Theres only so much ‘fun’ I can do”, She added as Jhene put her hand over it and gave her belly a rub.
“Well theres not much activity at a strip club, you literally sit there and throw dollar bills as some big booty girl shakes it all in your face”, Monica wiggled her eyebrows with suggestion laced in her tone which had me grinning.
“Are you saying we should hit up a strip club?”, Jhene asked with her on giggle while I looked over at Knoelle, “Well I mean, if the boys get lap dances then why cant we?”, I spoke up with a shrug of my shoulder before looking over at the girls, “Plus, I can almost bet that Miss Knoelle over here has never stepped foot into a strip club before, let alone had ass shaking in her face”, I added, trying to sound indifferent however started giggling instantly at Knoelle’s wide eyes beside me.
“Oh yes its settled then! Strip club, and Elle if you’ll allow me, Id like to be the first person to buy you a lap dance”, Tey clapped excitedly while the others laughed with our own excitement.
“Waiter!! Check please!”, Monica instantly called out with a wide grin etched across her flawless face.
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~TWO DAYS LATER~
“What the hell do you mean you wont make it Malakai?!”, I practically screeched into the phone as the hairdresser and makeup artist I hired for my event at midday tried to keep up with my pacing and continue their work.
“Look baby, It outta ma hands ight?! We got into a little trouble and we being delayed a bit”, He repeated himself once again as I fought not to throw the phone at the wall and scream. “Mali, this is the most important day of my life, youre suppose to be here ! You promised!”, I finally let the tears fall as I cried at the thought of Malakai not being here for the official opening of my dance studio.
“Please dont cry Princess, Im sorry.”, He groaned into the phone I shook my head as if he could see me. “I cant believe you Mali, I really cant”, I whispered with disbelif before roughly sniffling once.
“I dont even want to do this anymore, I should just cancel the whole thing”, I finally added after he contiuned to mumble meaningless apologies. “Dont you dare Lea, you worked to hard baby. This is your day”, He tried to reason however I was just so upset at this point to even care.
“Your right, but I wanted to share this with you Malakai”, I cried softly into the reciever not caring that I was being selfish right now and not even thinking about him being stuck in a forgin country. However I was just hurt, I wanted so badly for Malakai to be standing beside me today, I wanted to see what I had built up by myself.
“Im so sorry Le- “, He once again repeated but I quickly cut him off, “Whatever Malakai, it doesnt even matter any more”, I sighed with disappointment before hanging up the phone before he could get another word in.
The biggest moment in my career and I dont even get to share it with the love of me life. Any excitment for this supose to be amazing day, was suddenly out the window and I found myself numbly sitting back on the lounge chair.
“Nothing ever goes right when it comes to my career.. I should just save myself the disappointment”, I chuckled bitterly as I looked over at Knoelle who had been sitting on the lounge and looking sympathic when I was on the phone to him.
“Dont worry Lee-Lee, ill be there to support you”, She whispered softly as she let me rest my head on her shoulder and hold my hand as we sat in silence. We sat in silenc for a while after that, both lost in our thoughts, hers not as sad and disapointed as my own.
