Hennything and Jazz

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Rainie
Chapter 81
June 1,2016

I cleaned up the bathroom and my hand as I made my way out of the bathroom. I opened the door to see a passed out Mila. I smirked and bent down and picked her up. I let out a small groan. My sides and shoulder  hurt like fuck right now.  I gently laid her back in my bed as I made my way to my drawer to put on my pajamas. I looked back at Mila as she cuddled deeper into the bed. I shook my head and headed to the kitchen. I put my food in the microwave. I walked into my living room and grabbed my bowl and a my stash and walked back into the kitchen. I packed it and grabbed my lighter and lit it. I slowly inhaled and exhaled. I looked over at the time in the clock it was 2 in the morning. All of that shit happen pretty quickly.

I took another hit from the bowl as the microwave beeped. I grabbed my burger and headed for the living room. I sighed and sat down on the couch. I slouched down and turn the TV on. I looked  down at my hand. I was tired, horny and on the verge of sobering up. I grabbed my burger and started to just demolish it. I haven't eaten since 7 am yesterday. I finished my burger and cleaned up my mess. I walked to my room and checked on Mila she was still sleep I smirked and closed the door and made my way to my music room.

I walked down the stairs of  my childhood house and into the basement . I smirked. Me and pops had a good ass time in here. I sat down in the lazy boy and rolled up a blunt. I licked my lips and made my way over to the window and opened it before I lit the blunt. I inhaled the substance and slowly exhaled. I walked over to the cabinet that held the liquor and grabbed the bottle of Henny. I opened it up and took a long swig before removing it from my lips. I placed the blunt back to my lips and walked over to the keyboard. I turned it on and sat down. I ran my hand across the keys. I inhaled again as I started to play around on it. I exhaled and removed the blunt from my lips before I sat it down in the ashtray on top of the keyboard. I placed the bottle back to my lips. I drank enough of the substance till I had to stop and breath. I looked at the half empty bottle and sat it down as I began to play Moonlight Sonata By Beethoven  . I closed my eyes as I let the music and substance take me away. I smiled as I played. It was one of my favorite pieces to play.

"I love it when you play," I heard Mila say.

"How did you find me?" I asked her as I still played.

"I heard you playing,"'she said shyly.

I opened my eyes and looked over at her. She was looking down and she was holding her arm with her left hand. She looked worried and nervous. I have no idea why and my brain was shutting down so I couldn't figure it out.

"Come sit with me Ms. Rose," I said as I scooted over.

She slowly made her way over to me and sat down . I watched as she laid her head on my shoulder.

"Rain,"

"Ms. Rose," I said and smirked.

"Is everything going to be okay," she asked me.

"Nothing will ever be okay," I said.

I felt her sigh as she started to pull away from me.

"But if you are referring to us and this," I said as I stopped playing and looked down at her.

She had tears streaming down her face one after the other. I smiled and started to play One in a Million by Aaliyah.

"We are more than okay. I really like you Jamila Rose. And to me like is a stronger word than love," I said as she furrowed her eyebrows.

"Why?" She asked me.

"Mmmm you have to love everyone. You don't have to like anybody. But when you meet someone you really like and I mean really and true like. than you know how much like and love go hand and hand... or is it hand in hand," I said.

I kept playing and wondering which one it was. They both sounded right to me. Well it's the same meaning I think.

"Did your pops tell you that?" She asked me and lightly rubbed my ear.

"Just that I have to love everybody but I don't have to like them. I figured out why on my own," I said.

I watched as she smiled and her dimples started to show. I pecked her lips and smiled.

"I missed my dimples," I said as she blushed.

I smirked and decided to go back to classical piano and started to play Clair de Lune by Debussy.

"I really like you to Rainie Storm," she said.

I shook my head and kept playing. She bit her lip and slowly stood up.

"You can play everything," she said and giggled.

"I love classical and Jazz but I just always been able to pick up on certain things," I said as I watched her walk around the room.

"Can you play all of these?" She asked me.

"Yeah. My pops was in a band so I just kind of you know. Picked up on it," I said as she ran her hand over the electric guitar.

"You can play this too?" She asked me as she pointed to the violin.

"I can play almost all string instruments and drums or stuff like that. The only thing I can play that is a horn is the sax and trumpet," I said and licked my lips.

My baby was looking good. I loved her little bum looks or her little tomboyish look. They both drove me crazy. But not as crazy as when she dress up. I be ready to fuck her soul out when she does that. Seeing her in heels and lipstick is a very beautiful sight. I bit my lip as she ran her hand down the sax. I watched as she picked it up and brought it over to me.

"Can you? My dad use to play and it would always make me feel safe," she said and blushed.

"You wanna know a secret?" I asked her as I stop playing.

She smiled and nodded as I grabbed her hand and pulled her between my legs. I reached behind her and grabbed the blunt. She gasped and smirked at me.

"You are fucked up ain't you?" She asked me.

"Almost," I said.

She looked over at the half  empty bottle. She looked at me and her face soften. She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Baby was this because of me? You have to stop doing this," she said.

I smirked and stood up. She was still rambling on about me drinking when something is wrong. I grabbed the sax out her hand and placed the blunt in her mouth. She looked at me and smirked. I grabbed the lighter and lit the blunt. She inhaled and I sat her down. She exhaled and licked her lips. I handed her the bottle of Henny.

"Catch up baby," I said and smirked.

She looked at me and before she could protest I started playing. Besides she needs it way more than I do. I closed my eyes and began to be take by the music. The sax is my favorite it was the last thing I really learned to play from my pops.

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