Please, please don't go -Unknown ☼
-For those who couldn't see what Jahmiah looks like, in the MM ☼
Jahmiah,
Feeling Taj's eyes bore into the back of my head, I turned around- looking at her anxious gaze.
"What's wrong?" I asked, approaching her. She quickly moved out my path
"I shouldn't have done that" She sighed
"What are you talking about?" Raising my eyebrow in confusion, she ran her hand through her hair
"I'm sorry, but I think I should go"
"No, please," I grabbed her hand firmly "Just explain to me what's goin' on through your head right now"
"We shouldn't have had sex together, especially in my parents house- I never done that before and I feel like shit because I did" She tilted her head, and looked down, slipping her palm from mine "Lets just think of this as a one night stand, alright?"
"I-I, wait, no- shit. Taj, don't leave" I sighed
"Why not?" She shrugged "That's all you wa-"
"That's not all I want, when will you understand that?!" I shouted "God, I swear you're so fuckin' light headed, man. I understand you feel the way you feel, but don't talk to me like you're sayin' goodbye"
"Jahmiah, we just met- not even 24 hours ago"
"So?" I scoffed "Let me get to know you better. You know a lot about me now-"
"Because we fucked, asshole" She seethed, putting on her shoes
"You can't be serious. Please don't leave"
"I am, and I will. This was just a mistake and you know it" Her shoulder bumped passed me and she put her hand on the doorknob
I pulled her by her torso, bringing her back to me. She punched her elbows in my chest as she tried to get out my tight hold.
"Let me go!"
"I don't want to"
"Well, that's not your damn choice- it's mine. You're not my friend, you're not my man. You don't own me in any way, shape, and/or form. Just get off of me"
"Nyzra, c'mon.."
"Don't call me by my first name" She mumbled, putting in an effort to remove my arms from around her thick body
"Can I at least get your number of somethin'?" I questioned
"No"
"Why you actin' like this?" I frowned
"Because now I know that all you wanted was a little bit of pussy- and look, now you got it" She chuckled "Don't lie and say it's not true, because it is. You easily said it yourself over an hour ago"
"Look," I grabbed her face so that our eyes can connect "I didn't mean to say that- and you know it. Plus, I simply said I wasn't tryin' to take advantage of you. Why won't you listen to me?"
"Simple; I don't trust you"
My arms dropped as she glared at me. She rushed out the door and I fast-walked right behind her.
"Taj" I said, she didn't answer as she turned into the dining room "Taj!"
"Leave me alone!" She screamed "God, when will you stop?" She chuckled in annoyance
"I'm not goin' to stop until we talk this out"
"Talk? About what?" She rolled her eyes "Leave me alone, just leave me be, okay?"
"Babygirl," I sighed
"Don't call me that" She snarled, walking to the front door, storming out the house
I let out a frustrated sigh, seeing her car pull out the driveway. Walking into the living room, Hanson was fast asleep with his phone on his face.
Sitting at a leather chair, millions of thoughts ran through my head. I guess I should go home, but my body didn't feel like moving. It was in it's lazy mode, which pissed me off. I'm never lazy- so why was I lazy and tired all of a sudden?
Scratching the side of my face, I took out my phone. My phone had no notifications- which is new.
Oh, I turned it off.
Not wanting to put in 2 seconds on turning my phone back on, I plopped it on my lap. Groaning, I watched TV.
"Did you run my daughter off, ugly nigga?" Kendrick pushed my head
I glared at the television screen, ignoring him.
"I'm guessing that's a yes" He chuckled "I mean, at least y'all used a condom"
"Man, shut the hell up"
"Nigga, the fuck? Who you talkin' to? Because it sure as hell ain't me- must be your conscience or the damn air" He raised his eyebrow
I kissed my teeth.
"You're emotional as fuck" He said most likely to himself "What's goin' on with you? You just had sex- well, with my daughter, but... Mm" He smacked his lips
"Your daughter don't trust me" I sighed
"Did you expect her to?"
"What you mean?"
"If you didn't notice by now, she's pretty stubborn and naive. She probably only had sex with you because she's lonely- but I'm guessing she left because she's scared" He explained
I played with my goatee, "I mean, I can see that now and scared of what?"
"Niggas"
I chuckled, "Why?"
"Past shit" He shrugged "Still don't know why she fucked your ugly ass. I could see your older brother, but you, ulch"
"The fuck you mean?"
"Nothin'" He laughed "But if you ever get the chance to speak to her again, please talk to her"
"She don't want to talk to me anymore, so I doubt it" I twisted my mouth as I put my attention back to the cartoons on the TV screen
"You don't know my daughter like I do"
Nodding, Bakari came downstairs.
Okay good, I don't have to call 9-1-1.
"Where did Taj go?" She asked, looking around the house
"She left" Kendrick said
"But...Why?" She raised her eyebrow "We were supposed to be going out to eat in a couple of hours"
Sinking further into the leather furniture, I felt Bakari's eyes burn through the side of my face.
"Jahmiah," She said too calmly "What did you do?"
"Why do you have to assume I did somethin'?"
"Because Hanson's ass is knocked out," She smacked Hanson's face, causing him to jump up "And Kendrick was upstairs with me- leaving you, the infamous brown skin nigga boy to say something to my baby"
"What if I wasn't talking to her?" I inquired
"I heard you and Hanson talking about her when I was coming downstairs 2 hours ago" She shrugged
"Fucking nosey" Hanson and I murmured
"What y'all say?!" Kendrick yelled dramatically
"Nothin', damn" I sucked my teeth "I'mma just go"
Finally standing up, I pulled out my car keys from my side pockets. Walking out the Peters' household, I pulled up my jeans a little bit, approaching my car.
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"Ma!" I shouted as I walked in the house "Pops!"
Hearing a bed banging and creaking noises, I shook my head. Going up the steps, I banged on the door.
"Ma! Pops!"
"Whatchu want, boy?!" Pops yelled overtop of my mom's moaning
"How come y'all always fuck everytime I come here?" I shouted
"Because- hol'on"
A high pitch scream made my ears ring. Going down the steps, I saw my little sister, Zahlani eating in the dining room. She put a Skittle after Skittle in her mouth as she read a Zane book.
Walking up to her, I snatched it out her hand.
"What you do that for, man? I was readin' that" She punched my chest
"This is a sex book, Lani- you ain't gon' be readin' this shit"
"I don't care, give me my book back" She argued
Pulling my shirt up, I stuffed the book down halfway in my pants.
"Ugh, I fuckin' hate you, man" She groaned in frustration, putting her braids in a messy bun "You always takin' shit away from me"
"Love your ass too" I smacked her head
"Okay...?" She did her Waka Flocka face
"Say it back"
"Love you too, yo" She shooed me off
I went to go home, knowing it'll probably be hours before my parents finish doing what they're doing. During the drive home, my mind was going crazy.
I want her.
My hands gripped the steering wheel, low music being heard in my car. Everything Taj said bothered me and it drove me completely insane.
Her body, her brown eyes, her freckles, her lips, her wild hair- had me hypnotized.
Not one girl said that I took advantage of them- they usually did that shit to me. I just met Taj today and I always already attached to her like a damn leech. I didn't want her to go, I wanted to converse with her, y'know? Talk it out.
I can't have her.
Pulling up at my apartment complex, I got out my car, slamming the door shut like I always do. Pressing my lock button on my keys, the car beeped. Jogging up 3 flights of stairs, I put my key in the lock, unlocking the door.
Good lord, Jesus.
My place is actually clean.
Well, I'm barely ever here. I'm either at work or walking and/or driving around Maryland- maybe at Hanson's house or my parents.
Walking to my room, I stripped out my pants and shirt and I literally forgot I had Zahlani's book in my boxers. Taking it out, I shrugged, tossing it on the floor.
Deciding on if I should order pizza or just make a quick quesadilla, I picked the second choice- not wanting to waste money on food at the moment. Getting up, I dragged myself to the kitchen. I just stood there at the counter, not wanting to move.
Why am I so fucking lazy?
Pulling out a frying pan, I grabbed all the other items I needed to have to cook this food. My phone rang from my room and I hurried to go get it.
"Hello?"
"You forget your condom packets back at my house" Kendrick spoke
"Okay, so? I got a bunch at my apartment"
"Like you gon' use 'em" He snickered. I sighed heavily
"What you want?"
"Oh, nothing. Just to bother you- goodnight"
His childish ass hung up.