90210 (Travi$ Scott)

59• Distractions

• 4:16 p.m •

"Baby." Jacques yelled from the couch.

"What?" I opened the fridge.

He didn't say anything.

"Jacques what?!"

He snickered. "Whatchu yellin' for?! Come over here with ya boy."

"No. I gotta go to Jesse's place."

"You always leaving me alone in the house. Why? Are you mad at me? Did I do something?" He looked hurt.

"No you didn't do anything. I just want all my beats done before I make my album or do a feature."

"You have plenty of time to do that. You really don't need to put an album out till next year or the year after."

"I know. That's just how I work Jack. I promise the rest of this week and next week you have me all to yourself."

He smiled. "I like the sound of that. Show ya man some love before you leave."

I hugged and kissed him and left with my bookbag.

   You guys don't know how bad I feel about lying to Jacques. He's a great guy and it hurts me knowing that what I'm doing could hurt him. He's changed since that crazy bitch shot at us.

Jacques' POV

* Phone Call *

Me: She just left, you can come over.
???: Good. I'm on my way baby.

* End Of Phone Call *

   When Sky leaves the house it's time for me to get down to business. Skylar doesn't let me hit as much as I want so I call my hoes over to fuck. I do love Skylar but she doesn't give me what I want and of course I'm not gonna force her because I'm not that type of guy.

The doorbell rang and I answered the door.

"Damn. That was quick." I said as I bit my lip and let her in.

"Of course. I always come quick for you." We sat down on the couch.

I pulled her shirt off.

End of Jacques' POV

"You hungry?" Jesse asked.

"No. I'm fine thanks." I said.

"Want anything to drink?"

"You have any Hawaiian Punch?"

"Of course." He got up and poured me a glass.

"Thanks." I smiled and took the juice.

"No problem. So what's up?"

"Nothin'. Where's Annalise?"

"She's staying with her mom for a little bit. Her mom is sick."

"Ohhh! I hope they're doing ok." I said sympathetically.

"Yeah. So Whatchu wanna do."

"Whatever you wanna do." I teased.

He smirked and ran his fingers through his hair. "I don't think you ready mama."

"For what?"

"You just not ready!" He laughed.

"For whaaaaat?" I giggled.

"Fo diz dick bitch."

I busted out laughing. "You fucking childish."

He grabbed my hand and took me to his room.

"You know I'm just fuckin' wit chu." He grabbed a condom and licked his lips.

"You a fool." I laughed, got on my knees and took his jeans off.