(Chpt.7-01) On my Own๐Ÿ˜Ž

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Beginning of Chapter Seven
-Adicked-
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"What was it like for the both of you after the big breakup?"

"Well me personally, I just did me. I lived my life like I did before without him, going to work, raising my child on the low and doing adult things. Since yes, I was officially an adult now"
--Diya

"And for me,....it was pretty much a slap in the face. I focused on myself too but you know men tend to get lonely more so often then women. So it was a struggle to live without having a girl to my side, and thus I adopted the single bachelor life...."
--Jay
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:: Three Years Later! ::
(Jay's Pov)

It's been three plus years since the break up last last last May, but a lot has progressed on for me. First off, I'm getting older. I'm 21 years old now and I have a job in the old family business. As soon as I graduated, I went right in for a job to get started.

I come from a family of Gang members and thugs if you look at it. My grandfather Jamal was the leader and the start of it all. He was an ex blood from Compton but later on got booked for going crazy over the missing reports on his wife. But after he got out after like...18 years, she was found alive and well.

He still wanted to be a kingpin though, which led to him creating this organization here in the heart of Miami. The organization didn't have a name but my grandfather himself called it I. V. Y., assuming after my grandmother Ivyene. The company itself produced many and many of the drugs we see sold on the streets of Miami today. It was a drug cartel.

I was taught that my grandfather would talk to the other hoodmasters in the area to seek at gaining territory, protection, profit and of course respect. After such a deal was made, my grandfather would send those hoodmasters drugs, so that their recruits or drug dealers....could sell the product to the people. This made both parties rich and well protected, but rivalries started to form.

This was sadly the reason for my grandfather's death...15 years ago. In place of Sir Allen, he passed down the company to my father...Jacob Allen. Only because none of Sir Allen's daughters (including my mother) didn't want that big of a job. So since my dad was married to my mom and a loyal subject to the business already, he was nominated.

But sadly my dad's life was cut short on his way home one day, like we all know. So without him...that means there was no longer a leader in the organization. And I was basically too young to do such a task anyways and since my mother went completely in distress, there was no one to take over.

That's when my uncle Lamar Cole stepped up and took the organization under his wing...just in case if I got older that I would still have my father's and grandfather's legacy. That's why he came over on my 18th birthday, to ask me if I can get involved now that I'm of age.

I later agreed to do so, in which I now have a job just making deliveries. I drive a big pickup truck and lift loads of heavy boxes with my partner to deliver the packages to the other blocks. I never knew exactly what I was delivering but it had to be a mix of guns, drug and money. I just knew the packages weren't light, sometimes my arms would hurt after my shit because I was lifting pounds and pounds of cocaine into one room to the next.

And on the lines of me growing up, I went through a grown up phase just a few months ago. Now I'm like a foot taller than I was, I got a bit of fuzz under my chin now๐Ÿ˜ surely growing a mustache next. I've been hitting the gym and eating a lot, so I've been getting a little thicker now with a few extra muscles. Oh and veins,....my veins are getting out of control dawg, but I think females like that.

My voice got deeper too, now people say I actually sound like a grown ass man now. Instead of a little boy with a cute face. I couldn't notice it myself but I'll take their word for it.

My love life is..., kind of in its 'exploring' phase I guess. Since now I'm just settling at having one night stands from girls I meet at the club and on the job. The only I guess you can say loyal girl I have right now, is Nicki.

Yes I know I'm stupid for going back to her, after she basically lead me to breaking my girl's heart back in the first place. But after Dyme left me......I really didn't have anyone else in my corner. So I got sucked in to the whole Nicki thing again, but it's nothing major. At least not for me it isn't.

I don't want her, if I'm being honest. Its just sex to me, that she don't have a problem giving me because she's obsessed. And my obsession is over someone completely different and someone who I still miss dearly on the low. I got over the crying and heart break a long time ago, but I just never seemed to forget about her. I never wanted to in fact. I still love Diynara without a doubt and I miss her honestly. The last time I saw her was at graduation, in....that blue dress she wore.

She's been on my mind a lot now more than ever, especially when I'm with other females. They just don't compare to her, no matter how hard they tried to. They just.....weren't her. And I've been.....kind of stalking her on the low, not really stalking but just looking at her picture on instagram and Twitter.

SheA_Dyme: lovin' me๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’‹๐ŸŽ€
SheA_Dyme: where should I get tatted next๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ˜‰

:: March 2nd ::

I remember sleeping over Nicki's that night when I finally realized how bad of an influence she was. Like I said before, I was just there for the sex but.....then it started getting too much. I was missing Dyme too, which made the situation even worse.

-10:10 am-๐ŸŒž
*bed rocking noise*๐Ÿ˜ญ

"Jacob yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she moaned...., but really screamed if I'm being honest๐Ÿ˜’

"Shut up Nick" I covered her mouth, trying to achieve my own orgasm for once.

I stroked inside a little harder, feeling her walls contracting me down even further into her core. With one hand still on her mouth, I used the headboad for my grip with the other, slamming her body upwards from the impact.

"Aggghhh! Jacob yes!" she moaned muffled.

"Ssssss-ah!" I squinted my eyes.

"Jacob cum in me please! Please ahhh!" ...bish whet๐Ÿ˜

I ignored her request and kept sliding in and out, feeling nut about to bust soon for sure. I lifted my hand away from her to grab her body instead, bringing it back to me while she started to arch her back further. ....not as good as when Dyme did it though๐Ÿ˜ณmmm, I missed that part so much.

"Agh shit! Agh shit! Cum in me Jay Jay please! Make me a baby!"

I rolled my eyes and pulled out nonchalantly to fake an orgasm on her top of her butt. "Ah...shit..., sorry"

"Come on Jay Jay, you never cum in me"

"Uh because a nigga not tryna get you pregnant right now,.....we not even together" I backed away to get up.

"Well let's be together then,....just ask me. Then you can cum inside me and we'll have a baby later" ...wow she crazy.

"Okay look Nick,....I think you taking this a little too far"

"How?" she sat up.

"Because....., you do realize that you're talking about having a kid with me right. When you only see me every two weeks or so for sex and then I bounce"

".....okay. Well don't bounce anymore. You love me don't you?"

"I don't think that I do if I'm being honest. Look you're a cool girl and yes we have a good time here and there. But I don't think it's going to go anywhere after that...." I confessed.

"So what are you saying then Jacob?"

"I don't think we should see each other anymore Nick,....I just can't do this anymore" I pulled up my boxers and then my pants.

"What? Why not?" she looked at me confused.

"I miss someone else okay, and I can't replace her. No matter how hard I tried to replace Dyme with you, it just ain't working out. Like at all. .....you're not her and she is what I want. I'm sorry to say that but I'm just being honest"

"Jacob that was over three years ago! Forget about her already! She doesn't want you, if she did....don't you think she would've called or something by now"

"Aight yo, maybe that's true but still. I can't do this anymore with you, so I think it's time we go our separate ways. Don't call me anymore..." I said, tossing my shirt over my shoulders.

-4:47 pm-

Kareem and the boys asked me to come hang out after I left Nicki's house for the last time, so after playing some ball at the park we went in search for something to eat.

It's still cool to have a few friends from the school, it's like we're growing up with each other in this cruel stressful world. Trevor's been rather distant lately but it's aight, I think he just has a new girlfriend or something to keep him busy now a days.

Annoyingly,.....we pulled up to Fred's Diner parking lot, where Kareem and all 5 of us got out. He would pick to go to Fred's,.....it's already hard enough missing Dyme already. So I damn sure didn't want to see her get flirted with because she's crazy sexy in that uniform they have to wear. ...damnit Kareem๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ˜ฃ

"Table for six? Right this way" a blonde hair girl said, showing us all to a spacious booth for us to sit at.

We did come in squad deep in this b*tch though, it was me, Kareem, Nas, Calvin, our new friend Mike and then Dingo. I sat at the end of the booth to look around, seeing Dyme stand out from behind the counter she usually worked at. Damn that blue hair with the shaved sides was sexy on her though, shit..............why would I ever choose to sleep with Nicki over her.

"You would pick to come eat at Fred's..." I gritted at Kareem across the table.

"Like you don't like Fred's my nigga, ya fat-ass always used to come here. But now since a nigga wanna be hitting the gym, he act like he don't like the shit no more" he chuckled.

"Okay yeah I still like the food.."

"And I like the chicks that serve the food, my guy. You see that Blondie at the front, they got them baddies up in here. That's why they makin' em wear them sexy-ass outfits, shit. That's a money maker" he pointed to me.

"She was kind of hot right, did you see that ass, nigga? I neva see white girls thick no more" Nas said.

"But why you so bothered by coming here bro? Really?" Kareem looked back at me.

"It's nothin' man" I sighed, looking towards the counter again.

"Wait........, didn't ya girl used to like...work here or something" Calvin tapped me.

"Oh shit. Yeah yo that's right. Awww man, is she here?" Kareem looked around and then behind him.

"Yo don't go looking for her man, we not even cool. I'm sure she probably still hates me and got a new nigga to herself again" I sighed, hating the idea of her moving on.

"True--"

"Hey, my name is Shandi and I'll be your waitress today. What can I get y'all to drink?" a dark skin girl with hazel eyes came up to our table and passed us all menus.

"I'll have a cola baby" Kareem looked at her.

"Chocolate milkshake please,....mm, I sure love me some chocolate" Nas said, licking his lips at the poor girl.

"Sprite" Mike said.

"Cola too" Dingo said after.

"I'll like a Pepsi for now" Calivin looked up from the menu.

"And for you sir?" she looked at me next.

"Um,...I'll ust have some ice water. Thank you"

Kareem sucked his teeth. "Water nigga really?"

"Yeah really, I'm on a diet..."

"Lameeee" Nas dragged on.

"Yo miss, you know if Dyme working today?" Kareem asked, to be be smart.

"Don't answer him" I said quickly.

She chuckled a little. "Uh yeah, she's over there. Do you want her?"

"I want you but that nigga over there want her, so yeah. But...what's your name"

I smacked myself in the face for him, I swear he just failed at that chance by asking that. SHE SAID IT AT THE BEGINNING!

"Uh...., I told you when I came over here. It's Shandi..." her facial expression changed to offended.

"Oh damn..." he said.

"Just give up bro" Mike laughed, giving him a push.

Eventually the pretty girl walked away, sadly going to get Dyme instead since she came over next.

"Nigga you could've warned me yo, I forgot she said her name first" Kareem said, folding his arms in disappointment.

"That's ya stupid-ass" I laughed, but immediately laid my head down when I saw Dyme leave the counter.

"Yeah whatever. She was sexy though wasn't she? I mean do you really I think I could've gotten her--.......oh hey Dyme. Remember me?" he said.

(Dyme's Pov)

"Hey Kareem, it's nice seeing you again. Boy, did ya hair grow" I said, fingering through his new growth a little.

"Hey Jay's ex, I'm Nas remember" the skinny one said, leaning over to get closer.

"Oh hi" I waved awkwardly to everyone else.

Getting a few responses in return, I finally looked over to Jay, who was laying his head down other than to talk to me. So I bended down to my knees to get to his level and spoke to him myself.

"...Hello Jay.." I stared at the top of his head.

"Hi..." he said, muffled.

A few seconds later, he still didn't acknowledge me like I'd hope, kind of pissing me off a little too. I stood up normally again and walked away, getting back to my customers who had actually wanted me for a legitimate reason.

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