Chapter One

- Raelyn

    "You mean to tell me...that you been blowing up my phone five minutes straight just to ask for some homework?" I asked my ex-boyfriend, Jamir.

"What you mean, 'just to ask,' the shit is important Rae."

"Important? Your ass don't even do your fucking homework! I'm at work Jamir, I got better shit to be doing."

"Better shit like what? Answering a damn phone?"

"How about you just stop trying to find a reason to call me? Bye," I quickly hung up the phone and threw it in the passenger seat.

Jamir and I were a couple for two years. It was bliss, literally. He's not your regular hood nigga. Jamir is crazy smart, he makes all A's and has a satisfying GPA. He's a street dude though. He grew up on the streets and that's what made him who he is. His mother worked as a CNA when he was a child, until she passed and he was sent to live with his grandmother. Fortunately, she lived in the same city and state. Mrs.Jaline raised Jamir to be a strong, respectful, and trustworthy man, and he has shown this.

    In school, he's pretty quiet, but everybody fucks with him. He has his group of niggas he hangs with, and that's about it. He's different with those he are close with though, more of a shit talker.

Despite our breakup, we're still friends. I haven't seen him with another female and I haven't even looked for a guy. I think that we both have an understanding that we don't want to see the other with anyone else. But we just can't get it together long enough, to be with each other. Jamir was my first love. I don't care how young I am, I know how I feel, and I know that it's no ordinary feeling. I gave him my virginity, I opened up my entire world to him, he is someone special, and I don't plan on letting him go. But I do have to take sometime to myself.

I pulled into the driveway of my home behind my mother's car. After getting my purse, phone and charger, I got out of the car to go inside. Unlocking the door, I walked inside and made my presence known. I head into my room to get undressed. After showering, I lathered my body in lotion and put on my night clothes. Once I laid in bed, I decided to call Jamir and see what he was doing.

As I pulled up his name in my contacts, my pride got the best of me and I decided to just text him.

Me - Wassup?

11:30PM

I laid back watching 'Bring It!', while waiting for his response. I was trying to distract myself, so I wouldn't feel self conscious about texting him first. The wait for a reply always feels like forever, and I'm sure everyone can relate to that.

My phone vibrated beside me and I quickly reached for it. I saw his name and sat it back so I wouldn't respond too quickly. Once the show went on commercial, I grabbed my phone to see what he had said.

Jamir ❤️ - You tell me shordy.

11:37PM

Now everyone knows that the period at the end of a phrase means that somebody is trying to be brief with you.

Me - Shordy?? Cool.

11:40PM

Jamir ❤️ - What you want Rae?

11:41PM

Me - For you to stop acting like a ass. Come see me, now.

11:41PM

I know, it's crazy how I switch up on him. And I know I confuse him. But it's hard trying to express myself without putting too much out there. I just like being in his presence, but sometimes, as stated before, I need time to myself.

Jamir ❤️ - Ya folks home?

11:42PM

Me - Yeah, she sleep though. Just come pick me up.

11:42PM

I got up to put on some clothes. I decided to just throw on a some tights and Jamir's pullover, which consumed my body.

Jamir - I'll be there in five.

11:44PM

I combed my hair down and placed it in a neat bun. After I put in some stud earrings, I grabbed my UGG boots to put on. Picking up my phone, I cut off the lights and my TV before quietly walking out of my room. I tiptoed down the stairs and into the kitchen, then made my way to the back door that didn't have an alarm, and made my exit. I walked down the road and saw Jamir's headlights. I immediately got excited inside, but kept myself from acting a fool.

He pulled up beside me and walked on the side of the car to get in.

He looked straight ahead when I smiled at him and took off down the road.

Jamir stood 6 feet and had the longest legs and arms I had ever seen. His skin was full of melanin being a rich, chocolate color. His eyes were bright and full of ambition. Down his right arm, ran a line of meaningful tattoos, from his mother, to things that have significantly impacted his life. He had the smoothest face, along with the rest of the skin that covered his body. It honestly looked like he had been made up.

"What you been up to?" I pondered, wanting to start conversation.

"Nothing much today, did a lil' work, been chilling at home all day really."

"Well, I missed you," I laughed.

He finally cracked a smirk before chuckling.

"I missed you too man.."

"Where we going?" I asked.

"Where you wanna go?"

"Wherever you are," I took my hand and sat on his knee.

He looked down at where my hand sat and back at the road.

"You trynna start some shit up man," he laughed.

We pulled into his driveway and got out. As he unlocked the front door, I wrapped my arms around him and rubbed his stomach.

"Getcho' crusty hands offa' me!" He said, trying to sound like a female.

We both laughed, walking into the house. I lead the way to his room where I got comfortable on his bed.

"Where's Mrs. J?" I questioned, noticing how quiet it was.

"Oh, you know Grams, she done went on a missionary trip."

"Yeah I do, seem like she can't stay home for a second," I laughed.

"How about Charlie old ass think he gone take her out, I be damned."

"What? Mrs. Jaline got her a man? Aw shit!" I bust out laughing as Jamir mugged me.

"Hell nah she don't, he think he gone take her out, I done told her no."

"And who the hell daddy is you?"

"Yours, matter of fact, when you talk to me, that's what you need to call me."

I laughed at his silliness and reached for the neatly rolled blunt on his dresser.

Jamir smokes just to a certain degree. I do as well but only with him.

"I seen your lil' girlfriend on insta, she trynna get her ass beat huh?" I asked, referring to Lique from downtown.

"What lil girlfriend?" He smirked

"You know what the fuck I'm talking about. Bitches around here don't run off E, are you talking to that bitch?" I spoke in the calmest tone.

"Man shut up, do I say anything with you and all these niggas commenting on your shit? Do niggas run off E?"

"Fuck you Mir, don't fuck up."

"Nah don't you fuck up."

I rolled my eyes and watched as he pulled his shirt over his head.

"Don't give me that look man, or some cheeks getting clapped."

I smirked at his nasty remark and rolled my eyes. He started to pull off his jeans, and now stood in his boxers. I kicked off my shoes and took off his jacket, leaving me in my tights and a bra.

I walked up behind him and kissed his neck. He quickly turned around while chuckling.

"This all you wanted from me?" He asked.

I kissed him, and wrapped my arms around his neck as he walked us back towards the bed.

I giggled when he pushed me back on the bed while biting his lips. His skin rubbed against mine, giving me a feel of his warmness.

He crawled in between my legs, kissing my body. First he pulled off my tights and then my bra, leaving me naked.

I cupped his head as he took my breast into his mouth and started to suck and tug at my nipple. He did this for a couple of minutes in a way to tease me, and I was begging him to move on. I was now wetter than what I was before we started.

I slid his boxers down his hips where his V was imprinted. As he guided his dick into me, he French kissed my neck in different places.

I moaned lowly, holding onto his muscular arms.

He continued sliding between my slippery folds before speeding up.

"Mir, yess," I moaned softly in his ear, kissing his cheek.

I bit my lip as he pounded into me, causing the bed to hit the wall and the mattress to squeak. Man if these walls could talk..

"I love you girl," he stated as we both came to our peak.

Breathless and worn out, I laid to the side while he disposed of the condom. He went and got a warm rag to wipe between my legs.

After he took the cloth back into his adjoined bathroom, he came back to lay with me. He wrapped his arm around me as I cuddled up beside him. Tomorrow morning, he'll take me home, and we'll go back to how we were earlier.

I can't lie though, Jamir has my heart.

- Jamir

I could feel my manhood harden underneath Raelyn's thick figure. Opening my eyes, sunlight filled my room. I looked to see if Rae was sleep and she was knocked out. Her head laid on my chest while her left leg was wrapped around my waist.

Raelyn and I have a pretty good friendship. But when she does stuff like this, it fucks with me. If we're supposed to be friends, why we fucking?

I slid from under her and went into the bathroom to wash up and get dressed to take her home. When I came back in the room she was up, gathering her clothes from last night. She went into the bathroom as I came out to do the same as I had.

This is what she does. We argue, have sex, she doesn't wanna talk about it, and then we're 'normal'.

Normal for us, is talking like we're fine all the while having underlying issues.

She came out the bathroom clothed and clean.

"You ready?" I asked.

"Yeah," she said, she went and got her phone.

"You wanna get breakfast or something? You going to church today?"

"We can, but look at me. I look a mess. My mama left this morning to visit my grandma, so why don't we just pick up something and take it back to my place?"

"Come on."

***

After getting food and getting settled at her house we sat down to eat. 

"When we getting back together shaw?" I asked jokingly.

She laughed, showing her beautiful smile, "In neverwhery."

"Oh, it's like that?" I asked, faking hurt.

"Hell yea."

"Well I'm not gonna keep giving you dick and you acting like you don't want a nigga."

"Well I guess I'll find it some place else huh?"

My face twisted and I copped a look at her.

"Fuck you mean some place else? Get fucked up Rae."

She laughed joyfully, shaking her head.

"You so stupid. I wanna get a tattoo daddy," she bit her lip.

"Hell nah, your ma been done knocked me out," I shook my head.

"She won't know Jamir!"

"I'll think on it," I laughed.

"Whatever, me and Shaela going to the party this weekend. You coming?"

"First of all, Ion remember you asking me if you could go to a party. Second, do Ronell know about this?" I chuckled.

Ronell and Shaela were basically our best friends. Ronell mine and Shaela is Raelyn's. They were together before Rae and I and actually were the ones to introduce us.

"What the hell Ronell gone do?" Raelyn laughed.

"You know how them two fools are,"

"Whatever. But yeah, he know."

"Well then we'll be there. Gotta watch y'all hot asses! Been done had some niggas behind ya'," I said, throwing my trash away.

Next Day (Monday)

I walked into the school building with my homie Ronell. All eyes were on us, a couple of haters and a couple of groupies. We talked back and forth about small things before making it to our lockers.

"Yo, Shaela tell you they going to that party this weekend?" I looked to Ronell as I grabbed my books.

"Yeah, I really ain't trynna be at no party with my girl though. Might be some bad jawns out there."

"That's your problem right there man. Keep ya eyes to yourself, don't worry about nobody but Shaela ass," I shook my head at his hoe ways with a laugh.

"Here they asses go right here," Ronell said, seeing Raelyn and Shaela head in our direction.

Raelyn and Shaela walked up to Ronell and I. Ronell immediately took Shalea into his arms, and kissed her cheek, whereas me and Rnaelyn just spoke to each other and talked a little.

"Ya'll still down for the party?" Raelyn asked, directing her question towards me.

Deciding to play with her emotions, I responded with, "I'll have to see, I might be busy."

Ronell smirked, chuckling and shaking his head at my lie. We had already decided we would be going.

"What's so fucking funny?" Raelyn asked with attitude.

She looked at me with a nasty glare before rolling her eyes and walking off to go to class.

"Why yall so angry with each other?" Shaela asked.

"We not, I just be fucking with her, and she know it."

"Well let me go, before I be late. See ya later babe," she kissed his lips and left.

Ronell looked at me awhile before he bust out laughing, "Y'all gone have sex this evening..watch," he said, shaking his head and heading off to class.

I followed suit and made my way to class as well.

**

Before I knew it, the bell was ringing to for dismissal. I plugged my headphones into my phone and then sat them in my ears.

"All white like I'm Mensa, I got Teezy in my swisha,

I dropped 2 cups in August, swear that mixtape too official,

Got two of everything, two watches, two chains and two pistols, not just two pistols, two clips too,

Extendos longer than pencils,

Fuck you mean?"

Young Pappy's voice filled my ears as I walked the crowded hallway, making my way towards the nearest exit. I turned onto a hallway that was halfway empty, that was also a short cut to my park. I nodded my head to the beats and lyrics of the music. I pushed the double door open, but was surprised to see I had sent someone flying backwards onto the ground.

"Oh shit," I cursed, seeing it was a female.

"I'm fine. I should've been more cautious, sorry," she said quickly, standing to dust herself off.

"Yo, you sure you good? That wasn't your fault either." I said, looking her over.

She wore a t-shirt that said, "Beaver Nation," our school's mascot, and a pair of tight, skinny legged, jeans. From the front, you could see she was thicker than most, with wide hips and thick legs to match. Her stomach was a little pudgy, and her breast were small, but perky. She was fine as hell to me.

When I realized I was staring at her body rather than her face, I quickly looked up, knowing that was disrespectful.

"My bad shaw', you good?" I asked again, this time staring straight into her bright, big eyes.

She blinked, her natural, long eye lashes, slapping her cheeks. Her skin was of a caramel tint, and her hair was natural. Spiraled curls fell around her face, and moved with the wind.

"Im good, thanks for asking," she said with a sigh.

I bent down to pick up her book bag and handed it to her.

"You know these doors gone lock soon right? Why you still out here?" I informed her.

"I'm waiting for my mom, she doesn't get off until five, so I just stand here until she can get here."

"Word? Nobody else can come pick you up?" I didn't understand why shorty had to stand out here two hours, alone.

"I just moved here from Tennessee , so I have no family here. It's just me and my mom, so we're making it work," she nodded.

I couldn't help but to notice how lonely this girl actually seemed. It wouldn't be right of me to let her sit out here, and not take her home.

"Can I give you a ride home?" I asked her.

She looked at me and her face went into confusion, "I don't even know you. You don't me either."

"My name is Jamir, you know me now," I smiled.

She smiled, shaking her head, "You promise to take me straight home?"

"Straight home, what's your name?"

"My name's Molai, it's nice to meet you and thanks for offering me a ride," she stated, holding her hand for me to shake.

"Same to you, let's go," I began to lead the way to my car.

Once we were both settled inside, I started it up, cutting on the heat and plugging my phone into the AUX.

Kodak Black boomed through the speakers as I backed out of the park and then pulled off towards home. I asked her address and she told me, so I made a left at the stop light we were sitting at.

"Young nigga,

I got old cash, spazzin' on they ass.."

I rapped the words to the song, out of the corner of my eye, I could see Molai nodding to the music, I doubted she even knew it though.

"I ain't talking bout' my niggas dammit, but yall trippin' too, is it true? Damn my nigga what the hell go into you?" she mumbled lowly, continuing to nod her head to the beat.

I cracked a smile, chuckling at her vibes.

She looked over at me, her eyebrows raised.

"I just aint never seen such a chill female is all," I said.

She smirked, and looked out the window again.

I pulled into her driveway, and parked the car.

"Thanks for the ride Jamir, I really appreciate it," she said, opening the door.

"Hol' up, how about I give you a ride everyday from now on?" I said.

"Huh?" she chuckled, "I'm sorry, but I'm not into no freaky shit, so if you looking for something back in return you can cancel that," she said, shaking her head.

"Girl, I ain't looking for a damn thang. I just think you real cool and you shouldn't be out there that late, by yourself. Plus, I only live a couple blocks away from here, so you not putting me out my way. It's the right the thing to do lil homie," I told her.

She looked me over once more before parting her lips, "Let me ask my mom first. She wouldn't even have been okay with me hopping in your car how I did today. So can  I get back with you?"

"That's cool, I understand. Give me your phone, so I can put my number in."

She handed me her iPhone 6 and I went to her contacts to add my number.

"Here," I said, handing it back, "It's saved under Jamir. J-A-M-I-R."

"Cool, thanks for the ride. Ill text you later on."

"Alright, be easy," I replied.

I watched, to make sure she got in the house safely before I pulled off, and started towards home.