isaiah
"yo, whaaaaaattt..." i dragged out slowly, reaching my hand up to remove the hood over my head and reveal my black curls. the question nick asked me wasn't processing in my head.
"i said... he paused, taking another long hit before puffing out the smoke. "do teachers... give.. homework t-to... to homeless kids?" his voice sounded like it was put through a slow motion edit and it sounded distorted. he wiped his hand over his face and pulled his hood over his dreads until it was almost over his face.
i stared at him for the longest time and he stared back. usually i couldn't look at him, much less if he was looking back, for five seconds. but this weed was making me feel different. shit had to be laced with something.
"nigga... what." i responded in a low voice. i scratched my head and thought of the question he had asked. the fuck?
"woah.." he said sounding surprised, but since he was high it just sounded sarcastic. he pointed at me. "you cursed." he sounded like someone's little brother who was being nosy on grown people's conversation.
somehow that seemed like the funniest thing on earth to me and i busted out laughing. nick laughed along with me just as hard. a tear streamed down my face as i held my stomach.
"whew!" i said as i calmed down. "that's... that's really funny. and yes, i did curse at you... bi-yatch..." i enunciated every letter and syllable in that word and it made nick crack up again, nearly dropping his blunt.
"oh shit," he muttered.
i laughed loudly as i saw his face and his weird body movements to catch the blunt from falling from his hands.
i lowered from my laughing fit and sniffled, taking another hit from the roach, letting the smoke hang lazily from my mouth before exhaling it.
"goddamn." nick said coughing as he took longer drag than normal. "yo... that was lowkey, sexy as fuck."
even in my high, smacked state, i snapped my eyes in his direction and my stomach did flips, so much that it began to ache. but i liked that ache.
i smirked at him and giggled, taking another hit. "hmmm, when you smoke it makes you look even sexier."
my eyes widened when i realized what i just said. damn, i'm being bold today. oh well.
i kinda had a feeling that i would feel guilty and awkward after my high wears off but, i'd worry about that later.
i shrugged my shoulders and sat and analyzed nick's expression. his thick eyebrow was arched upwards and he took his bottom lip in between his teeth and chuckled to himself, smirking. "thank you lil' baby."
my heart fluttered at that nickname. i took another drag to hide my smile, before putting the roach on the tray. i grabbed the second to last blunt off the tray and grabbed the lighter, quickly lighting it and taking a drag longer than the other ones i've taken. i coughed, but it soon died down.
"whew. shit." i mumbled, laughing at myself. i laid on my back and snuggled into the covers that smelt of nick and something else intoxicating.
i looked at nick and he looked at me. again, we had a staring contest and was looking at me so serious, i couldn't keep a straight face. i started giggling uncontrollably.
"c'mea'." he said demanded, his voice suddenly getting low. i scooted closer to him. he shook his head. "nah. here." he emphasized, pointing to his lap.
i felt my dick jump a bit at that and i bit my lip. holding the blunt in between my fingers, i positioned both legs on either side of him and rested the other arm lazily on his shoulders.
for the first time, i stared into his eyes and realized that they weren't black like how i originally thought. they were a deep brown; a brown so deep you'd have to stare at them long enough to see the chocolate brown tints. they seemed really plain, but to me they were beautiful. everything on his face seemed to fit him perfectly. i found my eyes flickering between his eyes and his thick lips.
i licked over my own lips and took a drag of my blunt, our eyes still locked on each others. i hadn't realized that his arms were resting on my lower back until he rubbed my sides and tightened his grip on me.
i closed my eyes in pleasure. "i...." i began to say, but nothing came out. i moved closer on his lap and he put his head back a little, biting down on is lip.
"don't be moving." he grunted with his blunt in between his lips.
"sorry.." i apologized, but i moved again. this time, i moved my hips in a slight circular motion, using his shoulders for support.
"mmmm," i hummed. the friction between our growing erections was starting drive me over the edge.
"fuck," nick grumbled, resting his head on the headboard. suddenly i felt nick's free hand come in contact with my neck, having a grip on it, but i could still breathe fine.
i chuckled at his actions and he looked at me with low, reddish eyes that held lust in them. "what did i just tell yo' ass?"
i shrugged, acting like i didn't know what he was talking about. "i'on know--" i felt his grip tighten and he slapped my thigh. a quiet moan escaped from my mouth. woah, that's new.
"izzy..." he said with a teasing undertone in his voice. he used a nickname that no one has ever called me, not even my mom. the way it slipped past his lips was unlike anything i've ever heard. i loved the way he said it and i wanted him to say it again.
he leaned forward, slowly, i began to feel his breath on my neck. my heartbeat only got faster as he got closer, and within a few seconds, i felt his soft lips on my neck where my hoodie wasn't covering it up.
i closed my eyes again and moved my neck slightly so that he can get better access. my mouth formed an 'o' shape as he placed a combination of rough and soft kisses on my neck. "what did daddy tell you?.." he paused for so long i forgot he even asked me that. soon, i felt his teeth bite into my neck and suck on that spot roughly. then i felt his tongue glide sensually across the places he's sucked on. "ohhh my..." i moaned a little louder.
"i-- i--" all basic knowledge left from my head. i didn't know how to talk anymore. nick's hands rubbing on my sides plus his lips on my neck made me forget everything.
after a few more seconds, he stopped and looked at me in my eyes. i looked back at him. i don't know if i was tripping, but i saw something change in his expression.
"izzy..." he said that name again and my body shivered. he paused, furrowing his eyebrows together like he was confused. "get up."
i looked at him confused and in a daze. blinking slowly, i spoke. "w--what?" i said.
"get the fuck up." he said again, his voice more raspy. i unwrapped my arms from around his neck and continued to stare at him, not processing his change in mood.
"wha--" i began to say, but nick nudge me off, making me fall on to the other side of the bed, almost hitting my head on his nightstand.
slowly, very slowly, i believe my high was wearing off, because i was starting to feel like my old self. "o...okay." i croaked. "i-i was getting tired anyways."
i slid off his bed and slipped my shoes back on and i walked out without another word, leaving nick to sit on the bed in his own daze.
i walked down the staircase, careful that i wouldn't trip because i still felt hazy and i was getting sleepy.
at the bottom of the steps, i checked my phone and saw that i got a message from my mom replying from my text earlier.
stuffing my phone in my pocket, i walked out the front door and looked both ways before crossing the street to my house. for a moment, i honestly forgot we lived this close.
nobody's car was in the driveway so it was safe to just break out in sobs if i wanted to. which i did.
i trudged to my room, a permanent somber expression on my face as i slipped off my shoes and my hoodie, throwing it somewhere. i got in my bed and covered my whole body up, so that only my face was visible.
still confused, i replayed the events that just occurred minutes ago. one minute he's sucking on my neck like a vampire, and the next he's cussing at me telling me to leave. it hurt trying to understand his actions and feelings towards me, and my bottom lip started to quiver.
a single tear slid down my cheek, and when one fell, they all wanted to fall. soon i broke out in sobs, but restraining myself enough to be quiet, even though there was no one home. i had gotten into the habit of crying so softly that no one could hear from a very young age because i didn't want people to ask me what was wrong. i could never explain it to them. they would never truly understand.
this only made me cry harder and a little louder, and my throat began to become sore and i could no longer see what was in front of me.
"why?" i whispered out to no one in particular. i don't understand why i have to be like this, or why nick has to be the way he is. i just didn't understand. i let my guard down, even if it was under the influence, and i scolded myself for doing so because, yet, again, my fragile feelings are hurt. i hated how sensitive i was but no matter how hard i tried, no matter how much i tried to mentally and emotionally prepare myself, i would just end up being hurt again. it was no use trying to improve.
i began to fantasize about a time where we wouldn't have to be under the influence of something to feel the way we felt, or look at each other the way we did or we touched on each other the way we did. it would be raw and everything would be real and in the moment, everything would be perfect. but the way things are now, that would only be what it is: a dream. a fantasy.
i sighed heavily, sniffling as another stray tear fell down my left cheek. i felt like i was on a rollercoaster. and i wanted to get off.
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alrighty! here's a short little chapter for y'all or whatever (it's not really short it's just shorter than the ones i usually write for this book LMAO)
[excuse any errors and/or mistakes.]
i decided to end it here because i kinda already started writing it, and i wanted to start it off with something different. i wanted this one to be alllll about isaiah :)
and idk, lowkey i feel like that scene where they were high and feeling up on each other was not as good as i would have wanted it, but i'm kinda proud of it? idk.
tell me how you feel about this chapter!
how you feelin' about that scene i described above?
why you think nick was actin' like that? are you even able to snap out of a high that quick? *gasps*
how do you feel about izzy and all those introspective feelings? i thought i got pretty deep idk.. but what do YOU think?
please!..... VOTE. COMMENT. LET PEOPLE KNOW THIS STORY EXISTS. thanks<333
vi 💜