Good news and bad news.
Good news is that we won the game 40 to 28.
Bad news is that Tyrie pulled a muscle in his calve.
So he'll be resting easy for a little while. The doctor took a look at it and said he'll be fine, but that he should ease up on walking too much.
Tyrie, being the overly excited man that he is, rejects that idea. I'm starting to think he had ADHD. Too bad for him because I'll be there to make sure he doesn't stand for pretty much the whole weekend.
We're at his house alone while his mom is at work. Charm is at a play date with one of her friends from pre-k. He wants to go upstairs but I refuse to let him until he takes his medicine and a nap.
"Baby the doctor said it was a very small injury. Incredibly minor. That means it's not a big deal, and I don't need to take some stupid pain medication."
"No Tyrie. He wouldn't have prescribed it if you didn't need it. Take this damn medicine before I choke you with it. After that, only then we can take a nap together."
"Fine but after I do we going upstairs to sleep in my bed because I ain't sleeping on this hard ass couch." He sighed.
He snatched the pills out my hand so I mugged him.
"Boy don't buck me. It isn't my fault you gotta take them because some big nigga that look like he's in the fifteenth grade tried to tackle you. You didn't have to jump over him and pull a muscle being flashy."
Tyrie folds his arms and sticks out his bottom lip. I stare at him trying to decide if I should find this cute or annoying. I stood my ground with him. He wasn't getting out of taking these damn pills.
He grumbles," When you said that you'll be my personal nurse I assumed it would be more fun...and sexier. Not you drugging me and forcing me to sleep with you. Bill Cosby much?"
I almost spit a little bit when I laughed at that. Gross, I know, but he was killing me.
"Come on boy. Let's go upstairs."
Standing up as straight as he can without putting too much pressure on his leg. I put his arm around my neck to support some of his weight.
I heard him intake a harsh breath. I knew he was in a lot of pain right now. I wanted to take all the pain away.
"Amazing Tae really. First, making me swallow a drug that makes me numb and sleepy. Now, forcing me upstairs. Thank God your mama don't know what a sexual deviant you are."
I shake my head and wonder why God did this to me.
Why God? Why did you trap me with him?
"Well let's go lay down, so you can do naughty things to me."
Guess the medicine is kicking in.
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"Tyrie go to sleep. Please."
"No. Nut till yuh cuddle with meh."
"If I do that, then I could hurt your leg. I'll still be in the bed we just can't cuddle."
"But how I'm 'possed to sleep when you nut up on meh?"
"Tyrie you took that medicine so you're talking all wierd. You obviously feel tired, so go to sleep. I'm right here if you need." I laid down on the rarest edge away from.
He sits up and looks at how far I am from him on the bed and frowns. I raise an eyebrow at him daring him to move me.
He grabs ahold of my waist and yanks me right up against him. His body heat is touching me and makes me feel really warm inside. Roughly grabbing my left thigh, he moves my left leg to where my leg lays over his middle. My pelvis was touching his side, but I don't think he noticed.
"Tyrie let me go, so I can move." I said trying to wiggle myself free.
"Numf." Is what it sounded like since his face was buried in my neck.
I placed my left hand on his bare chest and sighed. He won't let me go anyway. He did promise me that.
"You sure I'm not hurting you?"
His beard tickledme as he nodded his head not removing his face from my neck.
I gently massaged his scalp and admired his dreads for a short time thinking of how lucky I am.
"Sweet dreams then."
Getting no reply, I realize he is already asleep.
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Tyrie
Waking up next to Shant'A was life changing. Now that I experienced it, she's never sleeping in her own bed again. I'm going to have to wife her, and move her in with me. I needed to wake up next to her for the rest of my life.
Her face was on my chest and her breathing was even. The sight of her curvy body snuggled up on me was adorable. No matter if it was cute, it still didn't help my morning wood.
Tae's hips were pressed up against my side. Her legs were tangled with mine so her lower half was over my stomach. If she was awake, there is no doubt that she would feel my hard dick under her thigh.
Being a gentleman, I tried to move her around a bit, so she wouldn't feel it. Not to be cocky, but Ty jr. ain't small, so everywhere I moved her she just rubbed on my wood more. For me as a man, it was taking all of my will power and self control not to touch her. In my brain I was thinking of waking her up and blowing her back out.
Why does she tease me like this?
She shifted a little and let out a moan. She so beautiful bruh. It's crazy she can't see that. When she is ready for sex, she won't have any doubts in her her mind about herself after I'm done with her.
"Ty...mmm." She moaned.
"Fuck."
I couldn't help it. My hands moved on their own to Tae's ass. I didn't realize she was waking up until I had a nice grips on both butt cheeks.
I started rubbing them trying make her wake up. I needed to get make my morning wood go away.
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Shant'A
I felt something doing a lot of moving under me. I wanted to finish dreaming about Michael B. Jordan confessing his love for me.
This person must not know I'm trying to take a nap. I was about to fall back in the darkness, when whoever it was grabbed my ass. Tyrie must be awake.
I moaned and tried to move off him, but he wouldn't let go. My butt was starting to sting. I can't say it didn't feel kind of good tho.
"Stoooopppp. You're pinching me. Go back to sleep." I said with my face in the pillow.
"Babe wake the fuck up. We've been sleeping all afternoon. You gotta go home soon." Why is he whispering in my ear all sexy like?
Fuck you nigga. My sleep is more important.
He smacked me on my ass super hard as shit. It hurt so bad that I decided that I wasn't that tired.
"Okay I'm up. How does your leg feel?"
"Better, but you need to hop up real quick. "
I rolled off him and got up off the bed. Pushing my hair away from my face I check my phone. There are messages from my mother reminding me to come home soon.
"Fuck these are from 20 minutes ago."
Tyrie limped in a hurry to his bathroom without saying anything to me. What's up with him?
SZA's quicksand blasted from my phone. My mama's picture showed up on my screen.
"Hey ma."
"Little girl what is taking you so long to get to this house?" She didn't even start with a greeting.
"We just woke up ma. I'm still barely awake now. I will be home when Tyrie's mama comes home. She'll need to give me a ride because he can't drive and Oliver is at work."
"Alright then, but you better make it home before I go to sleep. And one more thing."
"Yea ma?"
"WHY WERE YOU IN THAT BOY'S BED?!"
Ty walked out if the bathroom, and I took it as my time to hang up before my mama tries to give me 'the talk'.
"Mama I gotta go. I'll see you at home. Bye."
"Lil girl if you hang up this phone-"
Lord please don't let my mama kill me. Remind her that I don't have life insurance and she won't be able to mark me off her taxes if I'm dead. Amen.
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The Next Day
I was back over his house while Ms. Jones and Charm were at church. It was not easy to convince my parents to let me come back over after yesterday.
We were again upstairs in Ty's bedroom. We're just been chilling and chit chatting. I must have zoned out because I spilt some juice on my blouse.
"Baby you good?"
I waved him off and got up. I went to my bag and searched. I brought another shirt to change into. After finding the white T-shirt I go to change in the bathroom.
Standing in front of the mirror in just a bra, my mind started to travel over my body and find every single thing I didn't like about myself.
My eyes fell to all the stretch marks on my arms, breast and hips. My breasts were saggy and large.
My stomach had got bigger. I grabbed it with both hands. I wanna cut all of my stomach off with a pair of scissors.
My arms jiggled with the extra fat on them. All the diets I've tried never work and exercise didn't show many results for me. Exercise drains me completely for the next day and I never get anything done if my muscles are sore.
Tears built up in my eyes. I want to be happy when I look in the mirror. I want to be able to smile and blow a kiss at my own reflection.
The stress of trying to be better is so tiring. It's like when I try to be happy it never lasts long enough for me to enjoy it. My happiness is constantly short lived, and I my mind is pushed to ending it all.
I try remember to thank God everyday for protecting me from those dark thoughts and protecting me from myself.
Knocks on the door gain my attention. I wiped the tears on my face, but more kept coming. I needed to get myself together.
"Tae are you okay?"
"Y-yeah.", I sniffed.
"Are you crying? Baby open this door."
He tried banging on the door and twisted the door knob. I let out a sob by accident.
"No Ty, I'm fine. Just leave I'll be out in a minute, okay."
"Nah you're sitting in my bathroom bawling. I can't see you to make sure you alright. Now open the door before I break this motherfucker down! UNLOCK THE GOD DAMN DOOR!"
I winced and jumped at his booming voice. Fear went threw me before I forced myself to relax.
This situation had somewhat happened before. Except now, the man behind the door would never hurt me. This time I wasn't crying because of the man behind the door.
"Shant'A baby I didn't mean to yell at you. Just please unlock the door." He said a lot more softly.
I unlocked the door after a minute. Before I even cracked the door open Tyrie barges through bringing me into his arms. Sobs racked through me as I cried into his chest. His hands rubbed circles in my back calming me down. When I breathing became even he spoke up.
"Why were you crying pretty girl?"
I shook my head and pointed toward his bed.
"I want to sit down first."
Tyrie takes a seat on the edge of the bed. I carefully sat on his lap, making sure to rest mostly on his uninjured leg, and leaned forward to be on his chest. He had become my lifeline. Without him I might break down.
"Hold your arms up."
He slipped my shirt on. I forgot that I wasn't wearing one.
Wow Tae, so busy being a mess that you can't realize your half naked.
"His name was Maurice."
He waited to process what I meant.
"Was he your man?"
"No, you're my first real boyfriend. He was a distraction and a situationship. We new each other for about three months. It was the some of the worst months of my life. We met when I was freshman and he was a senior. I still had my baby fat, but my body was in a hour glass shape. He was on the track team and I was in the honors society. He saw me in the hall one day and started a conversation. It turns out we had a class in the same hall and he had seen me before. He called me beautiful and sexy. You know freshman are when a senior pays them attention. I was starstruck. I mean this beautiful dark chocolate man found me attractive when he had a choice of anyone."
"When he finally asked me for my number my friends said he was using me. I didn't believe them because I knew they didn't actually like me. Plus I thought I was in love with him."I shook my head at myself. I was such a silly child.
"How could I have been so stupid? He never took me out in public unless we were at school. He would spend most of the entire day on social media, but couldn't reply to my texts until pasts midnight. We had been talking for a couple of months before I found out from a Facebook post that he was cheating on me the whole time. He had a whole girlfriend. and a baby boy on the way. The nigga had a whole family on the side. I was his fucking side chick. I should have known that something was off about him. I mean, we were 'together' for months. Yet he never actually made what we had official, or told me much about his family life. When I confronted him about it he brushed me off. He started spouting all this bullshit about how we weren't official and that I didn't have the right to get upset if hadn't committed to being with only me. I saw red, so I started hitting him and yelling. Next thing I know I'm on the ground with a bloody lip. Maurice started saying all these hurtful things about how I was his property, and I couldn't speak to him like that. He called me his bitch and a toy."
Tyrie tightened his hug on me. His body was stiff and his breathing was ragid.
"I'll fucking kill him."
"Let me finish. Maurice rarely hit me again, but when he did it was bad. He was smart enough not to leave bruises in places that other people could see like my face. He would choke me whenever he felt like it, squeeze my sides so tight I could barely breath, he knew how to leave my back fully bruised. Maurice just changed I guess. It was like a switch went off. He went from the sweet and charming dude to a violent and perverted stranger. From grabbing my ass in the wrong places to squeezing my breast all the time. He started pressuring me for sexual acts and stuff like that. If I ever told him to stop he would get crazy possessive and say that I was cheating on him."
"Maurice constantly put me down. I was emotionally abused the most. He liked that I was curvy, but to him I was just too big. He would try to force me to exercise, but he couldn't be around me all the time. Over the next few months I no longer looked at the mirror or wore fitted clothes. I was ashamed of myself. I was really letting a boy out his hands on me and call me out my God given name. After he graduated from high school and left for college, I was finally free from him, but not from the mental demons he left me with. Those thoughts of trying to be better constantly weigh me down."
"It's like everything is causing a huge emotional toll?" He asked.
"Exactly. Baby you try understand me, but why are you with me? You could have so much better than me. A girl that's beautiful or skinny. Yet your here with me instead. A fat bitch who weighs almost two hundred pounds and doesn't have a friend in sight. I'm pathetic and weird. Being with me will only weigh you down."
Tyrie moved me off of his lap and got up. He started to pace around the room. I tried to get him off of his leg, but he ignored me.
He looked a little nervous and he kept running his fingers through his dreads. Tyrie suddenly stopped and let out a huge sigh. He turned to me and opened his arms.
"Tae, baby come here. Please."
I shook my head at him. I don't deserve to be with him anymore. Not now when he knows that I'm damaged goods.
"Shant'A baby, I just want to hold you. I let you talk so hear my answer."
I got up and shyly slid in his arms. I waited for his answer, but hoped he wouldn't say anything.
"I love you, pretty girl."
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