Pharoah
I felt weak, to weak beyond compare. I mean I know my own weaknesses. I truly do, but I also know that I'm too forgetful to take medicine everyday. And that I was an asshole to Quelly earlier but he stayed, he always does. I felt bad because if someone said that to me I wouldn't care I'd walk out and not come back. I guess I could factor in we met when he was 5 I was 3. We've been inseparable every sense and I think that's when people started to notice that it was really something serious. At first they thought I just cried when my dad left me, thought it was a cute attachment. But when Quelly left for school I was a mess, then when I had to leave for school I threw up as soon as my parents face was out my sight. I was terrified of being alone. I was scared everyone in my life was going to fuck me over and leave me on the side of the road; much like my mother did. Not a real road but pretty much. I shifted in my sleep for what seemed like the 100th time. My brightness all the way down as I texted exactly who Quelly told me not to.
Layshon🙄
So how come Ian see you all day? You was suppose to get ice cream with me after I got out of work at 9.
To Layshon🙄
Sorry I got caught up. Family issues
Layshon🙄
Worst lie ever, you trying to break my heart?
To Layshon🙄
Ha. Tempting but not my intentions, I'll make it up to you, tomorrow?
"Stop fucking moving yoo" Quelly voice made my body stop instantly I put my phone on my chest as I looked to see if he was really up. He wasn't. His eyes never cluttered open as his mouth opened and closed slightly letting air out. I picked my phone back up seeing no text and sighed slightly- ding.
Omani
Are you up? I need you rn.
I contemplated for a minute, was I up? I checked the time it was nearly 5 am. So for her to text me it must be something serious.
To Omani
What's wrong?
Omani
I think my parents are getting a divorce, my mom was up talking to my aunt about how she doesn't want to move out until after I leave!
I sucked my teeth at this one,Omani was close to her parents she idolized how they both let each other be 100% themselves. It's like if Pa and Dad broke up, I know I would be crushed. They're few consistent things in my life; My family, and Jordan. That was about it. I mean Quellys always been there looking over my shoulder, Pa and Dad always argue until dad shuts it down, Naylani always been a bratt, Donnie and Rice always calmed each other down. I mean I crave consistency and the only place I get it is from my family. With along side Jordan- he always is going to be my best friend. He makes it easy for me to accept change in public, makes me seem less alone in large crowds. He knew what to say to make me laugh— this is strictly platonic but I could only imagine what Omani is going through, her consistency is getting fucked over. Not to mention I'm an asshole.
To Omani
What? How do you know that?
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I didn't know when I fell asleep but I woke up around 11. I heard the shower running and then small giggling. When my eyes fluttered open Kyra was coloring next to me on my bed calmly and Kamillia was making a fort? "What the fuck yall doing?"I questioned
"Bad word, you get popped for bad word" Kyra informed but Kamillia only ripped the blanket from my bed and put it over two chairs.
"Protection from monstas you coming or not?" The girl explained as if I should've known that. The cold air hit my body making me shiver. "MY CRAYONS" Kyra yelled as they had been thrown across the room while Kamillia stole the blanket.
"Stupid crayons won't help you, ya need a sword" he pulled out a paper towel roll, I mean A for effort.
"Yes huh I like to color, I'm not stupid either!"
"Go play somewhere else, why y'all doing this in hea?" I complained, I loved my little sisters but hated them at the same time. Everywhere they went it became a game and my room had stuff I didn't need them getting sticky fingers on. They're a mess.
"An't Daddy got company" she said softly and I only half beloved it. The door opened and Quelly came out dressed rubbing his face.
"I got stuff to do today, you finna be alright? Imma catch you tomorrow or something" he said softly making me nod my head. I mean I did make promises to see Layshon anyway.
"Yeah, be safe? Don't ya know, ya know" I spoke my eyes finally landing on his face. He only gave me a half smile with a small nod before giving the girls a hug and walking out. The door then opened again and he stood for a second.
"Almost forgot, take that shit— ya water right there and ya stuff right there" the girls head turned towards Quelly then me who motioned to my dresser I glanced over seeing the pill bottle and the water bottle placed right in the center. Lazily pushing my body up off the bed I walked over,I glanced at Quelly whose eyes stayed on mine before taking the medicine and a sip of the drink. He waited still as I took another sip.
"What?" I finally spoke as the room was too quiet, the girls went back to making a mess of my room but Quelly staring at me made it seem like it was only us.
"Remember what I said bout that house too, shits not sweet" he spoke before walking out.
"Oooooh Quelly ma day king" Kamillia said throwing her head back letting out a loud laugh. I just threw myself right back on my bed picking up my phone.
Layshon 🙄
You finna slide thru and make it up to me right?
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Let's just say, I was glad Layshon paid for my uber because if either of my parents ever saw me going into this house, shit if Quelly or Donnie ever saw me—basically if anyone I know saw me. My ass is fucking grass. I knocked on the door only to hear a weak coming, I mean it was the same ugly ass house. Quelly made it sound like it be fab bangers in here, instead Quellys mom opened the door a bit confused. "King Jr ain't hea" she said her friend who was Layshon mom had made herself visible now.
"Aye, leave my company alone" layshon jogged down the stairs with only basketball shorts on making my eyes dart away and my face heat up.
"Yo daddy know you hear king?" Djs mom pushed making me side eye her. "I'm not no snitch" she then added the two women walking away and layshon motioning for me to come upstairs. I walked upstairs following the male until he pulled me into some room, it was quick and next thing you know our lips were together. Not soft- but he was horny. I kissed back throwing my arms around his neck- it felt good, I mean his lips on mine- then eventually his hands roaming up and down my chest.
"You gonna make it up to me right? He said before pulling away from the kiss, the way he said it made a shiver go down my spine. Before I knew it He sat on his bed dick out- just dick out. "Suck it" He said it so demanding. A part of me liked the dominance and a part of me was like- king what the hell are you doing? You barely know the guy. "Come on lil baby- Suck it"
I dropped to my knees and crawled towards him- I looked up athim then down at his dick. But when I opened my mouth to say something his hand was on the back of my neck and his dick was in my mouth. So this is how females feel? I hollowed my cheeks out and bobbed up and down everytime I came up he pushed me down a bit more. I'm not sure I liked the feeling but he must've, not to mention this was my first time sucking dick. His hand kept guiding me where he wanted me to go and eventually I must've started doing it right because moans and shits came out of his mouth.
When I came up for air our lips were crashed together. "You ever taken dick lil baby?" He asked and my eyes widened shaking my head."You gonna take this shit good today okay?" I just blinked. Take his shit? In my ass? Today? As of right now? I felt the nauseous feeling in my gut telling me maybe I shouldn't- but I did have to make it up to him.
He motioned for me to get up- "strip for daddy" he said in a lustful tone. I started by taking off my shirt his hands roamed down it instantly. Then my pants and I was looked at him and he nodded before my boxers dropped. He got up- "face down ass up" he said and awkwardly I got in the position.
It felt like the scariest waiting game- I jumped as I felt something wet go in my hole, a hole I never used before like this. "Don't be scared now- just prepping you" his voice was calm which made me sort of calm- but not by much. I should've watched gay porn atleast to know what I was getting into. "AAAAAHHGG" I yelled out when he rammed himself into me, my heart sped up and I felt tears come in my eyes. Oh wow.
"It's okay baby, it's gonna start feeling real good" he pulled himself out then rammed himself back in- harder.my body tensed a bit then he started thrusting in and out- in and out. Every time my body got use to having the foreign object in me. As he thrusted he hit something and when he did a messy moan came out of my mouth.
"Oh you like that lil daddy?" He asked then kept hitting the same spot each time he thrusted in- having moans spill out of my mouth without me even being able to stop it.
Layshon sent a smack to my ass as his rhythm sped up. By the time I realized I mightve liked the feeling layshon let me know he did. "you do fucking right" the boy grunted as he kept thrusting, his hands were resting on the sides of my hips hips as he pulled me back as he thrusted in- eventually I felt a warm substance in my ass and that-made me jump. "D-did you cum in me?" I asked as I felt layshon slide out of me. A dumb question but I needed answers.
"Yeah we finna shower inna bit, we gotta go again" he said the only thing to he heard was both of them regulating their breathing.
He came to two realizations, layshon comes pretty quick-or maybe his shit just that goods. And he just cheated on his-
"I have to go I can't do this- I can't- fuck Omani, layshon can you please drive me home?" I asked well practically begged.
"You just finna fuck and dip?" He asked half joking.
"I should've nev" layshon gripped me up by my neck so they were inches apart. His eyes stayed on mine and I couldn't help but gulp. He planes a soft kiss before letting go of my neck.
"Come on" he said simply.
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- it took me so long to update cause Ian wanna write that sex scene. But Layshon get the spot light atm.
- cmt your favorite part of mixed personalities.