Chapter 49

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Briana*|

It's been a month since Blake came to my house demanding I apologize to his skank ass girlfriend. I haven't seen or talked to him since then. Ya know, I actually thought about apologizing, but then I realized she didn't deserve it.

Since I stopped hanging out with Blake, I've been spending more time with Tyreke & Tyrell - mainly Tyrell. This girl from school invited us to a rave tonight and of course, I'm going.

I put on some shorts, a plain white crop top and white converse. After I got dressed, Monique and I got the glow sticks then walked to Tyreke & Tyrell's house.

"You look cute Bri," Tyrell said as I got in the backseat with him.

"Thank you Ty," I said.

He scooted closer to me, put his arm around me and rubbed my thigh.

"What are you doing?" I asked looking at him.

"Nothing," he said smiling.

I rolled my eyes playfully and shook my head. When we pulled up, there were people literally everywhere. We were the only black people here, so this should be fun.

We went inside and Savannah, the girl that invited me, found us instantly.

"Briana! I'm so glad you made it! You look cute," she said giving me the tightest hug.

"Thank you!"

"Well, you guys have fun!"

She bounced away smiling.

"That girl wants to be your friend so bad," Monique laughed.

"No she doesn't. She just...she's just a really happy person," I said laughing back.

We got some glow sticks, made necklaces out of them and started dancing. After dancing for about an hour, it was getting hot so Tyrell took his shirt off. My jaw dropped a little because his body looked that damn good. He must have noticed I was staring because he smirked at me. I snapped out of the inappropriate thoughts I was having for my friend when he waved his hand in my face.

"Bri?"

"Huh?" I said shaking my head.

"You wanna get back out there?"

"Yeah, hold on."

I grabbed his hand and walked over to the table that had all the paint laid out. He wrote "Ty" on my stomach in orange paint and drew a smiley face. I got some green paint and wrote "Bri" on his chest and drew a heart. I had someone take a picture of us, then put the picture on Instagram:

@brianatbh: my luh baby 😘

I put my phone back in my pocket and we went back to dancing. As time progressed, Tyrell and I slowly got more drunk. He pulled me closer to him by my waist and I started grinding on him. I then turned around to face him and did something I'm not proud of. I kissed him. I kissed him and I know I shouldn't have because I'm giving him the wrong impression, but I can't pull away. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and pulled me closer. I finally pulled away when I realized what I was doing.

"Sorry," I said kinda embarrassed.

"Don't worry about," he smiled.

-

After we left, somehow we ended up back at my house - just Tyrell and I. I went straight to my room and he followed. I was standing in front of the bed with my back facing him and when I turned around, he was right behind me. He grabbed me by my waist and kissed me. We fell back on the bed, he unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them off.

•in my head•

Bri, what are you doing?

Right as he was about to pull my shirt off, the doorbell rang. I didn't even care that it was late.

•in my head•

That was a sign from God! He's telling you don't do this hoe!

"Can you go get that?" I asked.

"Sure."

He got off of me and left the room.

"Bri?"

I got up and went to the door.

"What are you doing here?"

••••••••

DJ*|

I went over to Bri's house because I wanted to talk to her. I know it's late, but I also know she's not sleeping.

When I got there, some guy answered the door. He had no shirt on and her name was on his chest.

"Is Briana here?" I asked.

"Yeah hold on," he said, "Bri?"

She came out wearing no pants and she had paint on her stomach. I think I might have interrupted something.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

"I wanted to talk to you, but I see you're busy," I said.

"Oh no, it's cool; come in," she said, "Ty, this is my friend DeAndre. DJ, this is Tyrell."

We didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Bri, I'm gonna go. I'll see you tomorrow," Tyrell said then kissed her forehead.

"Okay. You can take my car so you don't have to walk," she replied.

He left and Bri & I sat on the couch.

"It's pretty late for you to wanna talk," she said.

"I know, but I couldn't sleep and I knew you were up."

"So what's up?"

"I think you and Blake need to sit down and talk so y'all can make up," I said.

"Yeah, I don't see that happening," she said.

"Why not?"

"Because it's just not gonna work."

"Y'all are actin' like y'all never had feelings for each other. Like the last couple of months didn't happen," I said.

"People change," she said plainly.

"Briana, I think he still likes you and I know you still like him. You know y'all would be together if he wasn't with Alana."

"Maybe."

I sighed in frustration.

"Look, just promise me you'll think about it. I hate not being able to hang out with y'all together," I said.

"I don't know DJ. Th-"

"Please Bri? I'm just asking you to think about it."

She didn't say anything. She just looked at the floor.

"Okay, I'll think about it," she said.

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