this is my shit. but i had to take a mini break. i was so tired y'all and very busy.
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Q Grey
I hated to say the shit, but I was nervous as fuck. Not because I was with Capri. But because we was pulling up to MY CRIB fa once. Yesterday with ha moms really blew me. She wunt lyin when she said her parents be trippin. So today I rather shawty just chill at my place. Right in the pool house.
I wasn't even gone take her inside the main house. I ain't want no one to see shawty. I ain't want her to know how I was livin and why I was here. I just wanted to chill with her.
See, Capri ain't need to know nun bout me and Eli's operation. Nor did she need to know what we did to niggas on the low. If she knew I was a cold blooded killer or the fact that I sold drugs to damn there everyone in Seattle, ion know how she might perceive me. So I was gone keep ha far away from that side of my life.
That's why I was avoiding taking her to my crib for the longest.
Wasn't planning on introducing her to Jen or Eli either. It was just gone be us chillin. Like homies. Cause that's what homies did.
Taking a deep breath, I pulled into the driveway and parked the car. Then I unbuckled my seatbelt and grabbed Capri's things so she wouldn't have to carry em.
Once I got out of my side, I walked around to her side and opened the door for her. Then held her hand as she got out of the car.
"Thank you." She spoke up.
When her feet hit the ground, I closed the door behind her and locked the car. Jen was gone have to hide her car keys from me. When I knew I had access to them, I was using the fuck outta them each and every time.
"So this is your place, huh?" She smirked, walking ahead of me as if she knew the way.
I mean she wasn't going the wrong way but I still found it amusing as she paraded around the side yard.
"Yeah sort of. Just head to the backyard and you'll see where I stay." I chuckled.
"The backyard?" She questioned, skipping in that direction.
"Yes." I responded, following her back there.
As she entered the backyard, the first thing she saw was the pool. "Oh my God?!" She gasped.
"It's big ain't it." I smiled.
"I wish the weather was still nice! We could go for a lil swim." She sighed, walking around the edges of the pool and watching as the leaves floated.
"Next summer for sure." I assured her.
"Shit. Ya aunt's pool is bigger than mine. Imagine the parties we could throw here. Ion even like parties but that would just be a waste of space."
"I was thinking the same shit." I scoffed.
"So you stay in the pool house?" She asked me, strolling around the backyard and scanning the area.
"Yeah. That's my lil crib til I get my own I guess." I shrugged.
"I bet you have a bunch of girls over there." She chuckled, trying to get sum answers out of me.
"I mean...yeah. I be having like 2 girls a day. You know how I do Capri. Ima lil slut." I joked.
"Oh really?" She smirked.
"Yeah really." I answered, trying to see if she'd get jealous.
"You're disgusting. Like literally." She scoffed, trying to enter the pool house but realizing it was locked.
"Yeah a nasty muh fucka." I smiled, grabbing her by her waist and moving her to the side to open the door.
Taken back, she folded her arms watching me open the door for us. Then she entered first and the first thing she did was look around. She was like a lil curious kid.
Walking around without hesitation she grazed her fingers against the walls and couches. She skipped her way over to the kitchen, looking into my fridge, closing it, skating over to the stairs and taking her shoes off.
I put our things on the couch and followed her as she rushed up the stairs. I was so confused as to why Capri wasn't nervous.
"Juice pouch! What is you doin?!" I exclaimed.
"Ion know." She chuckled, running around upstairs. Then she found my room door and entered.
I could barely keep up with her. But when I caught up, she'd been IN my bed. Like laying down and everything.
"I'm so tired." She sighed, curling up into a ball and laying on her side. "I love your room by the way."
Sitting at the edge of my bed, I grabbed on her foot and leaned on my elbow. "Thank you. My aunt did it fa me. Then I kinda turned the place into my own. Feel me?"
Sitting up against my head board, she hopped up from my bed and made her way out of my room. Then she skated down the small hallway and went back downstairs.
I got up following after her hyperactive ass almost slipping, trying to keep up with her. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, she led me to my own kitchen and went into my fridge.
"You hella fuckin comfortable to be coming up in my crib for the first time?" I chuckled, scratching the back of my head.
I ain't mind it though. Capri always acted so nervous around me. I liked seeing her let loose and acting like she wasn't scared of me.
"Yeah mmhm. Can I have some grapes. That Chic-fil-a did nothing for me." She sighed.
"I mean yeah. What you expect? You eat like a child. Mac and cheese with a fruit cup and an apple juice." I laughed. "Gone head and eat the grapes, juice pouch."
"I do not eat like a child! It's just the only thing I had the taste for." She insisted, putting the grapes on the kitchen counter. Then from the cabinet above her, she tried reaching for a bowl.
She got on her tippy toes, trying to reach for it with her fingers. So I decided to help her cause she wunt getting nowhere doing that.
Stepping up behind her, our bodies touched by accident as I reached over her head and handed her the bowl.
"You happy now?" I snickered, patting her on the back.
She cleared her throat, nodding her head. She was doing that nervous shit again. Where she acted...nervous.
"Thank you." She nodded, raising her eyebrows.
Then she put some of the grapes into the bowl and turned the kitchen sink on. Running the water over the grapes a few times, she rinsed them thoroughly and when she was finished she put the rest into the fridge.
Making her way to my couch, I followed her there and we took a seat together. We took deep breaths in unison then she put the bowl in between us.
"You want some?" She asked, biting half of one grape and playing with it in her mouth.
"Oh how kind of you Capri Martin? Offering me some of my own food. You are too kind." I answered with sarcasm.
She sucked her teeth, throwing a grape at me. It hit my lip but it gave me an idea. Taking a few from the bowl, I kind of backed away.
"Open ya mouth. I wanna see if I could make it." I demanded.
"You know...taken out of context that would sound so wrong." She laughed, covering her mouth.
"You nasty." I smirked, shoving her in the shoulder.
"Didn't you call yourself a slut 15 minutes ago? I know we're not talking about me." She scoffed, leaning back to open her mouth.
"Don't mean you ain't nasty either." I winked, shooting a grape into her mouth.
Rolling her eyes, she chewed it and lifted her head back up. "Alright now your turn."
"Aight, aight." I smiled, tilting my head back a little bit. Looking at her while I did it, I could see her smiling too. She was mad cute when she smiled ear to ear.
I watched as Capri threw about 2 to 3 grapes in my mouth. I caught em all and she thought she was doing sum when she tried to catch me off guard.
"Aight ya turn, ya turn." I chuckled, taking another handful of grapes.
Then she tilted her head back, waiting for me to throw em in her mouth. Now when I threw the first one, I kid you not Capri caught that shit in between her teeth.
By the look on her face, you could tell shawty was shocked too. And she let half of it hang out her mouth while she spoke through her teeth.
"I did it! I did it! Beat that muh fucka." She cheered, boasting and bragging as if I cared.
Rolling my eyes, I leaned into her biting the other half of the grape. She sat there shocked just like every other time I made a bold move around her. Hell even I was. But from that gesture alone, our lips couldn't help but touch and for the second time today, I was kissing this girl.
And this time shit lasted longer. Closed eyes, tongue navigation, all that shit. Then we pulled away.
I looked back at her and her whole face had been red as fuck. It was so funny to see her flustered. I loved it.
"That reminds me..." She chuckled, covering her mouth.
"Mmhm." I smirked, leaning back.
"What was the first one for?" She asked, looking away from me. "Earlier today in the car."
I shrugged my shoulders. "I let my intrusive thoughts win I guess."
She nodded her head. "Twice?"
"Twice. Gotta make sure my homies is getting they love too. You know?"
"Oh so you do this with all ya 'homies?' Huh?" She asked.
"Well you my only homie. So yeah." I smiled.
"What about all them girls you have over here. They not your homies?" She squinted.
"I was joking when I said that. Ion be having nobody over here. You actually the first muh fucka to come over. And Ima slut but I ain't a whore now." I laughed.
"Copy. Homie." She nodded, folding her arms. "But I gotta question though..."
"Shoot."
"You slut ya homies out?" She asked.
I cleared my throat, hella taken back but I couldn't help but smile ear to ear. "Depends. Do you think they wanna be slutted out?"
"Hypothetically speaking. Maybe. But they're probably not sure about it."
"Well they know where to call when they make they decision. Feel me?"
Sum bout that whole "girl best friend/ boy best friend" was bullshit. If ya partna told you that's what was going on between one of they friends, don't believe that shit. Cause this is what happened. Muh fuckas stole kisses from each other and shit all the time.
Grazing the back of my index finger on her cheek, I smiled at her.
"You wanna smoke now?" I asked.
She shrugged her shoulders. "You're teaching me how to roll now right?"
"Mmhm."
"Perfect. But I have a question."
"Rap to me. What about?" I sighed, standing up from the couch.
She stood up after me and followed me around the couch and up the stairs to my bedroom.
"Where do you get your weed from?" She asked.
"I mean here and there." I shrugged, taking her hand as she went up the last step on the staircase.
Then I let go letting her walk ahead of me.
"Here and there? I'm asking whether you get it from somebody...or do you like...have your own supply?" She asked, poking and prodding around.
Already I felt like she was doing too much with the questions. She knew I ain't like too many at a time. It was overwhelming fa me.
"You know..." I shrugged.
"I don't know." She chuckled.
I shrugged my shoulders again. "I just get it cause I'm nice like that Capri."
"Well how do I get "nice" like you?" She smiled.
"You gotta...do stuff."
Sitting down in my bed, Capri looked up at me with bright eyes. "What kinda stuff...? I wanna know."
Ion know what she was tryna get me to admit but it was giving mad set up vibes.
"How bout I just show you how to roll this blunt. Hm?"
"Sure."
Grabbing what we needed from my top dresser drawer, I sat beside Capri on the bed and handed her the things.
"I- I don't even know what to do here." She chuckled looking down at the shit as if I gave her a foreign object.
"Okay how bout I show you. Then you roll one on ya own." I said taking the things back from her.
"Alright."
As I rolled up while explaining what I was doing, Capri leaned into me and laid on my shoulder. The gesture alone made me kinda sweaty in the palms. But I wasn't gone let her know that.
"You know what's crazy." She huffed.
I kept my eyes on the blunt as we talked. "What?"
"None of my friends like it when we hang out. Or even interact. They think you're a bad influence on me." She sighed, wrapping both her arms around one of mine.
"You think ima bad influence on you?" I asked.
"No. Not really. You just tend to break me out of my shell."
"Exactly. So fuck what ya lil friends say. Cause I guarantee if I gave em time a day, they would fold so fast." I scoffed.
"They wouldn't understand it. Cause they're not in my shoes. You know?" She sighed.
"I get it Pri-pri."
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