6:44 pm
After work, Ashtray went to the store to pick up the remaining ingredients needed to make the dumplings Mia had mentioned she wanted. One day at the Prison's cafeteria Mia, Tess, Amber, Ashtray and Yanelie, discussing their dissatisfaction with the food being served and mentioned the food they were craving at the moment.
Ashtray remembered Mia mentioning that she had never tried dumplings before but had a craving for them. Mia had always been hesitant to give them a try because she was afraid she might not like them. However, Astray's mother had taught them how to make them from scratch, so Ashtray decided to surprise Mia by making a batch.
As Ashtray put the finishing touches on the dumplings, the doorbell rang. Opening the door, Ashtray was greeted by Mia. Who surprisingly isn't in a suit, she was wearing a white tank top, an olive green unbuttoned shirt/flannel, and blue jean shorts. Ashtray couldn't help but notice the gold chains she had on, especially the nameplate necklace that said Michaela. It was the first time, they've ever saw without the prison's uniform or a suite. She looked so cute...they thought.
"Heyy," Ashtray said, stepping aside to let Mia in. The soft glow of the dimmed lights created a soothing ambiance.
"Hii," Mia replied, her smile mirroring Ashtray's as she stepped inside, taking in the inviting atmosphere.
"You want a drink? I made cocktails?" Ashtray offered.
"Sure."
"Go ahead and take a seat," Ashtray gestured towards the dining room. Mia settled into a comfortable chair, as Ashtray went into the kitchen. A while later, they came back with a well-decorated cocktail in hand.
"Thank you," Mia said appreciatively, accepting the glass from Ashtray's outstretched hand. She brought it to her lips and took a sip, savoring the expertly balanced flavors. "This is pretty good," she remarked.
"Thanks," Ashtray replied modestly. "I'm also good at a lot of other things, you know," they added, a playful smirk gracing their lips.
"Like what?" Mia asked innocently.
"I'll let you discover on your own," Ashtray's smirk widened as they responded.
"That was so corny, shut up." Mia chuckled, shaking her head when she understood the implications. Ashtray then excused themselves, disappearing into the kitchen. After a short while, they returned, carrying a steaming plate of dumplings, their tantalizing aroma filling the air.
"Oh, you remembered," Mia smiled, as Ashtray placed the plate on the table, the dumplings perfectly arranged and garnished.
"Of course," Ashtray replied with a warm smile. "We've got both steamed and pan-fried dumplings here. The steamed ones are filled with beef, while the pan-fried ones have a pork filling. And we have soy sauce, vinegar, chili oil, and sesame oil. Oh, and here are some fresh green onions," Ashtray stated, pointing at each item on the table. "Chopsticks?" They then asked.
"I don't know how to use chopsticks," Mia responded.
"I'll teach you." Ashtray said, handing her a pair of chopsticks.
"Okay," Mia said, taking the chopsticks, and Ashtray stood behind her, gently placing their hands on hers.
"First, hold the bottom chopstick between your thumb and ring finger, and then hold the top chopstick between your thumb, index, and middle fingers. Now, try moving the top chopstick only," Ashtray, instructed guiding her hands.
"Here you go, you're a fast learner," Ashtray smiled as Mia successfully picked up a pan-fried dumpling and popped it into her mouth without any assistance.
"God, this is good," she moaned with delight. Ashtray chuckled and took a seat across from her.
"You like—"
"—Like? I said God's name in vein and I don't do that." Mia interrupted, playfully teasing. They both shared a laugh.
"That's just the appetizer," Ashtray stated, hinting at the delicious feast that awaited them.
"That's just the appetizer," Ashtray said with a smirk.
"Don't tell me you made dessert too?" Mia asked, raising a brow.
"Perhaps," they shrugged.
"What's the main course?" Mia asked, stuffing her face. "Just honey chicken and white rice," Ashtray replied.
"Good thing I haven't eaten anything all day," Mia muttered under her breath, but Ashtray heard her words and frowned.
"You need to stop doing that, Mia. Skipping meals is not healthy," Ashtray stated, concern lacing their voice.
"I know, but I forget. I don't feel hungry, so eating just feels tiring. But if you keep feeding me like that... I just might gain my appetite back," Mia chuckled to herself, stuffing her face with another bite. It was the most Ashtray had ever seen her eat, and it brought a smile to their face.
As they sat together, enjoying their meal, laughter filled the air. They couldn't help but reminisce about their childhood, sharing the good memories they held dear. Feeling comfortable enough, Ashtray gave their an insight of their teenage and college days.
"You were no good," Mia chuckled, shaking her head in amusement.
"They should have known better. I mean, I'm gay. So why on earth would they set me up with the brother instead of the sister? It just didn't make sense to me. So, I decided to take matters into my own hands. If they were going to use me for their business, I wanted it done right," they explained.
"Trading children over investments? That's just crazy."
After finishing their meal, Ashtray asked Mia if they were done. Mia smiled and replied, "Yeah, I haven't eaten this much since Christmas 2014. Thank you." they got up from the table.
"You're welcome." I returned the smile, as they got up from the table.
"Want some help?" Mia offered.
"It's okay, I got it. I'm just going to put them in the dishwasher." They gathered as many plates as they could and made their way to the kitchen.
"Okay," Mia responded, understanding that there was no need to argue. They carefully arranged the dishes in the dishwasher.
"You wanna watch a movie?" Ashtray asked, stepping out of the kitchen before taking the remaining dishes in hand.
"Sure," Mia replied.
"Go ahead, turn on the TV and pick whatever you want. I'll be there in a sec," Ashtray said, heading towards the kitchen.
"You cool with horror?" Mia's voice echoed from the living room.
"Yeah," Ashtray replied. "I almost forgot about dessert," they mumbled. "How about some chocolate ice cream? It's Häagen-Dazs, your favorite brand."
"I'm always in for chocolate," Mia responded. Ashtray quickly prepared the dessert and made their way to the living room.
"Here," Ashtray said, handing Mia a beautifully presented sundae glass.
"Thanks," Mia replied, taking the sundae with a smile. Ashtray sat down next to her. "This feels like dining at a five-star restaurant, one that actually lives up to its reputation," Mia remarked.
"Mine won't disappoint," Ashtray reassured her, confidently.
"That I know," Mia said, her smile growing wider.
Later on ...
Mia's POV
We were halfway into the movie but I have no idea what was going on I wasn't paying attention just staring at them. I wanna make a move but I don't know if I should. But those lips...I wanted them all over me.
Fuck it I scoot closer causing them to look, our eyes locked on each other, I grabbed their neck and connect our lips then we started kissing in sync, Ashtray hand on my waist mine on their neck before the kiss deepened they pulled away.
"You wanna—"
"—Yes." I said cutting em off. "I'm not having sex on the couch though." They got up so did I and followed them to the room.
As soon as we got in the room we started kissing in sync again then they picked me laid me, hovering over me on the bed not breaking the kiss, I took their shirt off.
I admired their well fitted body and tattoos on their left arms and stomach, seeing "Philipians 4:13" tatted on their forearm turned me on.
"You like em?"
"They turn me on. Why did I say that out loud?" I mentally face palmed and Ashtray smirked.
"Are you trying to torture me? Cause it's working." I said cause they're on top of me and not doing anything but stare.
"I just don't wanna touch you where you don't want me to."
"I want you to touch every part of my body right now but since you being so shy right now" I flipped them over now I was hovering them attacking their neck.
Ashtray's POV
She was kissing and sucking on my neck then I felt her hands in my in shorts, making her way in briefs she moved her two fingers up my wet slit making way to my clitoris.
She rubbed slowly. "Mmm fuck." I said under my breath. She continued to rub at that same speed.
"Damn." She muttered, under her breath. Before, she started circulating my bud, speeding up the pace, while sucking on my spot. Suddenly, she stopped, taking her hands out of my pants and got off me.
She then, pulled me to the edge of the bed, took off my pants and boxer and almost immediately went to work. Literally eating the shit out of me, a while later she inserted two fingers moving in and out of me rhythmically while sucking on my clit. I never had someone do me like she's doing now, l couldn't control myself my hands made their way to her hair as she gently sucked and flicked her tongue against my clit .
"S-shit" I whimpered which made her speed the pace. I don't know if it's cause I haven't had sex in a minute but this felt like I was on something. I was moaning uncontrollably, she was on my G-spot she kept her fingers on the spot as if she wanted me to cum right away.
A tingly feeling shot throughout my body causing my legs to shake just a little and my back arch off of the bed.
"Fuck" I managed to let out. Her fingers strokes sped and were deep against the same spot, I felt a stinging warmness...I was getting close, already. The feeling was euphoric, I felt like I was high. I pushed her face down more to take in the full sensation making it worse for me to keep it in, I didn't wanna cum yet but this was to good.
A few seconds later I came and moaned I nearly screamed her name but she didn't stop when I came instead she did a few ore strokes then took her fingers out and rubbed my clit till I squirted, this time I think I actually screamed.
"You good?" She had the audacity to ask as she stood up like she ain't just had me shooting liquid like a hose.
"I don't know yet." I breath out, trying to regain my composure, she chuckled.
"Back up we're not done." She demanded, I did as I was told and back up to the top of the bed. she got on top of me licking my juice off her fingers, her eyes locked on mines.
"You taste good." She smiled. For someone who claims to have a low sex drive, she sure is nasty.
I met her half way and our lips connect started kissing in sync then I took off her shirt she didn't have a bra on so her breast was out they were so pretty and the perfect size not too big nor small perfect size for her body. I was trying to take my sport bra off and she help me she then laid me down, her warm body pressed against mine, physical touch was my love language so feeling skin on mines felt good, it felt right. I could tell she didn't wanna make me dysmorphic by touching my chest and that turnt me on even more. After a while, I pulled away from the kiss and l flipped us over. I was now hovering her, in between her legs. Lips, still connected to hers, they taste to good I didn't wanna stop kissing her but I had to please her too. I reluctantly pulled away, sucking on her bottom lip. I unbuttoned her jorts, allowing my hand to slip in her boxers teasing her for a bit. Wet, wasn't enough to describe how it felt.
I looked up at her to see if she was comfortable, she was just biting her lips containing her moans I guess. Only made, me curious to know how she sounded like.
"Can I?" I asked, tugging at the waist of her pants. She simply nodded in response, without wasting a second, with her help I then pull her pants off. Climbed back on top of, connecting our her lips, pecking her lips a few times, then began leaving soft kisses on her jawline to her neck slowly going down her chest, soon after started sucking on her right nipple and massaging the other, then gave the other the same attention before leaving trails of kisses on her cleavage down her stomach.
Once again with her help, I took off her boxer exposing her glistening core. It was so pretty especially while wet, without hesitation I started my shit. My tongue swirling around her bud, before using my tongue to massage my tongue occasionally adding pressure.
I know she don't want any type of penetration, so I simply focused on eating this pussy her, she tasted and scent is just so good. I heard low moans as I sucked on her clit before letting go, I began flicking her bud with my tongue, occasionally sucking on her clit. Her becoming louder, her back slightly arched as both of her hand made their way through my hair. The grip she had on my hair was tight, it only fueled me. I replaced my tongue with my finger and rubbed on her clit rapidly, a series of moans escaped her lips. The sound of her wet core and her moans was music to my ears.
"Fuck..I-shit" she whimpered. "I finna cum." She moaned loudly, before she could I replaced my fingers with my tongue flicking her bud a few times before she left out an unexplainable, yet sexy sound and came in my mouth. I took my time and cleaned up my best.
She tasted too good.
Her breathing was crazy as if she was holding her breath, I climbed back up, hovering her once more. She pulled me down to a slow and sloppy kiss, tasting herself. She then pulled away, my eyes fluttered open of the lack of contact with her lips, my gaze meeting hers. Before I could fully process it, she flipped us over. She then positioned herself on top of my pelvis, Mia slowly rocked her hips, grinding her pussy on mines. I grabbed her waist and helped guide her, I felt my wetness poring out of my pussy. Both of our moans grew louder, every time her clit rubbed against mines, the sensation was so good.
Not even a minute later both of us came, she slowly rocked her hips as we both rod orgasm. She then laid next to me catching her breath, before she spoke.
"You own a strap?" She questioned.
"I do..." I reluctantly responded. "You want me to use it on you?" I smiled, knowing damn well it wasn't for her.
"I got better idea, what's your favorite position?" She asked, as a smile grew on her face.
"Missionary."
Mean while...
Leah's POV
"She's really ignoring my messages and not answering my calls, she won't even speak to me, Cass," I said, applying a fresh coat of lip gloss.
"Boo, you put that on yourself," Cassidy replied, shaking her head. "You cheated... for 7 months. Do I have to remind you of that every time?" She slipped on her heels as we prepared for the show tonight.
"I didn't—"
"—Girl, don't even finish that sentence," Tiana interrupted, her tone firm.
"I'm your friend, so I'm always gonna keep it real with you. You messed up big time, and she has every right to not want to be with you anymore. Hell, I wouldn't even want to see your face again," Cassy added.
"I'm surprised she hasn't fired you yet," Tiana chuckled, adjusting her makeup in front of her vanity.
"She promised that if we didn't work out, I'd still have my job," I stated.
"At least you still have the job. I wouldn't care; I'd fire your ass," Quinne chimed in.
"And she let you keep that big-ass house," she added, causing me to sigh. But honestly, I don't care about any of that. All I want is my baby back. I miss her so much.
The door knocked, and then it swung open. Fucking Kendra.
"Bro, you ain't allowed back here," Cassy said, hands firmly on her hips.
"I just wanna talk to Leah," Kendra stated, her voice surprisingly calm.
"Leave me alone, Kendra. Seriously," I warned, my frustration evident.
"I ain't leaving until we talk," Kendra insisted.
"The show's about to start, we gotta go," Cassidy interjected, leading the way out of the room with Quinne, Tiana, and Cass trailing behind.
"As you can see, I'm busy," I said, ready to walk away, but she grabbed my arm.
"Now that your little fiancé is back, you're ignoring my calls and texts, Lee. You belong to me and only me, Leah. It's time you understand that. I was there for you at your lowest, I was there when Zack was born. But you said she was the one, even when she wouldn't give you the time of day. I'm not someone you use as a side piece until you need me. I'm sick and tired of your shit," She snapped.
"Let me the fuck go, Kendra," I snatched my arm back and walked away.
"Me perteneces, te guste o no. Te vas a arrepentir de esto, Leah. Se lo puse a mi mamá!" she shouted, but I ignored her and left her standing there.
I've got enough on my plate. I can't deal with her right now.
12:04 am
Ashtray's POV
When I said missionary, I didn't think she was gonna fuck me but I ain't complaining instead all I did was moan uncontrollably. She was fucking me senseless as she sucked on my neck while thrusting deeply in me, the feeling drove me insane.
"Faster" I moaned in her ear, she immediately picked up her pace, skin to skin, feeling almost as one.
My mind and body focused on her thrusting into me over and over, I was getting more and more heightened by the pleasure, feeling waters rushing in, she thrusted deep and hard into me, my pussy throbbing and I can feel my body preparing to explode I can feel it coming, the feeling of pleasure is ecstatic. And Mia looked so damn fine over me, fucking my shit up while her chain dangled in my face.
"I'm gonna cum" I whined, I'm so close. She pulled away from my neck before she pecked my lips. She got off me and went on her knees placed one of my legs over her shoulder and literally drilled my shit, keeping eye contact with me. Her strokes, were deeper and faster, I instantly grabbed the bed sheet as I moaned loudly.
"I'm so close" I managed ti get out.
"Shit—Cum." She groaned and I immediately came, hell I screamed with pleasure. I heard her chuckled to herself. "The neighbors definitely heard that one." She said taking the strap out of me, then off her waist before throwing it somewhere. She then stared down at my wet core then smiled. I felt her fingers on my already sensitive clit looking right into their eyes, I felt her rubbed it in a circular motion, before I knew it I came again.
"I'm done now." She chuckled, clearly amused.
"Shit you got me speechless." I stated, staring at ceiling g seeing stars, literally. She chuckled before laying down besides me, I then laid my head on her chest, she wrapped her arms around me and we quickly drifted to sleep.
4:56 am
Yanelie's POV
I slept so much today that even after going for hours, I didn't fall asleep yet, Tess was knocked out. She was peacefully sleeping, her dark wavy curls were all over her face, she was so pretty, I spent the last 2 hours staring at her in her sleep, I still couldn't believe we actually fucked.
"Did you really?" Terry's voice questioned, pulling me out of my dazed state. I sat up quickly, finding Terry sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Are you sure it wasn't one of your wet dreams? Or delusions, after all, you are schizophrenic," Terry remarked.
"She's right there naked, I'm not tripping. We fucked," I stated firmly, trying to convince Terry of the reality I was experiencing, maybe trying to convince me.
"Well, congratulations on finally getting some pussy," Terry grinned, teasing me. "Took forever, I mean... it wasn't your fault, Fea."
"Stop calling me that," I demanded.
"I thought I wasn't real? Why are you listening to me?" Terry questioned consecutively, their words echoing in my mind.
"Shut the fuck up," I snapped, laying back down and putting the pillow over my ear. I closed my eyes tightly, chanting to myself, "She's not real, she's not real," hoping to drown out Terry's voice. After a while, the room fell silent.
I cautiously opened my eyes, only to find her lying next to me, grinning instead of Tess. I nearly fell off the bed in shock.
"I'm still here," she smiled widely.
"It's been fourteen years, it's time you leave me the fuck alone." I snapped.
"What don't you understand?" she questioned, her tone mocking. "I'm a part of you. There's nothing you can do about it. No matter how many pills you take, no matter how much therapy you go to, I'm always going to be there, whether you like it or not." She stated confidently. Without thinking, I grabbed a pillow and pressed it against her face, cutting off her breath. I could feel her struggling, fighting to break free. I needed her gone.
I just want a normal life. I wasn't asking for much.
Quintessa's POV
I was exhausted I don't know if it's because I haven't had sex in a minute but I went all in with Yanelie, I just couldn't control myself. Completely drained, I fell asleep immediately afterward.
I was peacefully sleeping until I suddenly felt like I was suffocating. My eyes shot open, greeted by pitch-black darkness. darkness. Someone was smothering me with a pillow. Panic surged through me as I summoned all my strength to push them off. They tumbled to the ground with a thud. Gasping for air, I quickly got off the bed and switched on the light. To my shock, it was Yanelie on the floor, tears streaming down her face.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," she sobbed, slowly getting up and walking toward me.
"Stay away from me," I said, my voice trembling with fear and disbelief. I was still in shock. She had just tried to kill me.
Yanelie tried to explain, "I'm sorry, I thought you were Te-"
"Fea, I said stay away from me," I interrupted, my words laced with a mix of anger and fear. "I will fucking hurt you," I warned, backing away from her. She stopped in her tracks, staring at me with wide eyes.
"I'm really sorry, I really, really didn't mean to, Tess," she pleaded, but I remained silent. I was genuinely confused, not knowing what to do or whether to believe her. She didn't say anything else, just picked up her clothes and got dressed.
"I'm sorry," she whispered before leaving the room. Seconds later, I heard the front door close. I glanced at the clock above the bed—it was 5:07, and the sun hadn't even risen yet. It was still dark outside.
"Yanelie?!" I called out, when everything finally sinked in. I quickly got dressed, not even bothering to put on a bra, just throwing on a tank top. I ran after her, grabbing the key pass to get out of the building. I sprinted down the hallway, not willing to wait for the elevator, and took the stairs.
Once outside the building, I searched for her everywhere but couldn't find her. She can't walk that fast, where the fuck is she? I can't leave her out there in the city alone she's doesn't really know Chicago. She moved here with Yasmine, a week before she got arrested, I have to find her.
5:57 am
Mia's POV
The sleep was so good, but it was abruptly interrupted by the sound of a ringing phone.
"That's yours, mine's on DND," I heard Ashtray mumble.
"So is mine, unless it's my work phone, which I don't remember taking," I responded, groggily getting off the bed and searching for my jorts. Finally, I found them along with my phone. It was Tess calling on my work phone. Why would she be calling at five am? I had already told her that I would be at Ashtray's.
"Yes?" I said, answering the call.
"Yanelie left," she said, sounding breathless.
"What? Why?" I questioned, my mind racing to make sense of the situation.
"I don't have time to explain, but I've been searching for her for the past 45 minutes. I can't find her, Mia. I have a bad feeling about this," Tess said, her voice filled with worry.
"Where are you right now?" I asked, looking for my briefs.
"I'm outside the complex, searching for her," she replied.
"I'm going to check the security cameras to see which way she went," I stated.
"Okay," I said, placing the phone on the bed before hurriedly getting dressed.
"What's going on?" I questioned, getting off the bed.
"Yanelie left," I replied.
"Why?" They questioned.
"Tess didn't say, but we need to find her. She can't be left alone in the city," I responded.
"Y'all didn't tell me what's going on with Yanelie," they said, getting dressed as well.
"She's schizophrenic. Without treatment, anything can happen out there," I explained.
"Oh." By now, we were dressed. I walked out, and they followed right behind me. We made our way to the security room, and I knocked before opening the door. "Morning Josh, I need to check the security footage."
"What are you looking for?" he asked, turning the chair to face me.
"The entrance this morning," I replied.
"Why? No one entered or left the building yet," he stated.
"What?" Tess and I said in unison. I didn't even realize she was still on the phone. "What do you mean no one left the building?"
"I've been here since 12 am for my night shift. No one left the building but Darren since his day shift was over," he explained.
"Did you see anyone with long curly hair around the hallways?" I asked.
"I saw a girl with that same description heading to the rooftop," he responded.
"The roof?" Tess shouted through the phone.
"Thank you," I said before sprinting to the stairs. I haven't run in a minute, but I ran up those stairs as fast as I could, with Ashtray right behind me. Many stories later, we finally made it to the rooftop. She was just standing near the edge, and any wrong move would cause her to fall from a ten-story building.
"Yanelie," I breathed out, gasping for air. I ran up those stairs non-stop, while Ash looked like they were about to pass out. "Yanelie, please get away from the edge."
"What are you doing there?" she questioned, her back turned towards us, facing the edge.
"Stopping you from doing something stupid," I responded.
"Stupid?" she asked, turning to face us.
"Yes, stupid Yanelie," I said, getting closer to her.
"Get any closer, and I will jump," she threatened. I immediately stopped in my tracks.
"Yanelie, please," I pleaded.
"I tried, I really did. I tried to believe that maybe one day I'll get better and finally live a normal life, but it just keeps getting worse," she cried. "I almost killed Tess. What's next? I'll hurt Yas. I don't want to hurt my baby sister. She means everything to me."
I was completely lost for words. In one way, I understood where she was coming from, but I couldn't let her do it. I too had been in a place where I thought death was the only way to end the suffering. I wasn't dealing with a mental disorder that could turn you insane, but when you're stuck in a dark tunnel and don't see any way out, it messes you up. I remembered the day when I stood right where she stood, ready to jump, until a janitor caught twelve-year-old me from falling.
"You think this is the solution?" Ashtray questioned. "The end of your suffering is just the beginning of someone else's. Think about Yas and what that would do to her. It would scar her for life, knowing her sister committed suicide and she couldn't do anything about it. Yanelie, I'm begging you, please don't."
"You're the only family Yasmine has," I added.
"I can't take it anymore. I'm exhausted," she sobbed. "I'm tired of the nightmares, the hallucinations, the constant fear of having an episode in public, the never-ending anxiety, the fear of sleep, the feeling of not being normal. I'm going crazy, I'm scared I'll hurt someone unintentionally. They'll lock me up, and I'd rather die. Killing myself isn't stupid; it's what I should've done years ago." She turned her back to us, one step away from falling.
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