11. Cherries

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**Sophie in picture up top**









"How much have you told Sophie?" Evee asked me randomly while we died her hair.

I had came over after practice to help her. I swear I have officially forgotten what my own bed feels like. Hell, what my room looks like. Evee's room is basically mine at this point.

"Wha- nothing.."

"Well I don't know I just thought I'd ask. Since she's always all in your face."

I chuckled "you're always in my face"

"Yea and when it's not me it's her."

I got quiet. She has a point.

"Does she know we fucked?"

"No, why would I tell her that?"

"I don't know... maybe she should know."

"Oh god. I don't know about that Evee"

"I'm just saying, she feels so comfortable cock blocking because we won't tell her what's going on between us. I mean yea she still might try after but at least I can cuss her out."

I shook my head. "I don't think we should tell her.. it's not that deep.. it's not like she's doing anything." I lied

"But it is that deep. She's not doing anything yet." She said giving me a look through the mirror we were standing in.

"I thought you said she wasn't gay. Why would she be trying to do anything?"

"I don't know.. maybe she is. I don't like how she looks at you. And she's a bitch. She could just be doing it to get under my skin."

I started holding my breath. Fuck... she knows.. well she at least knows somethings going on.

"I think your paranoid. She's literally racist. She doesn't want me. I'm just a cheerleader on her squad."

She huffed. I think she realized the conversation wasn't going anywhere.

"This shit is gonna be soooo cute." She said checking her self out.

She had burgundy coming down her forehead and neck.

We cuddled up eating chinese and watching a movie until her timer went off to rinse her hair.

I watched her come up from washing her hair. Her red velvet colored wet hair wrapped around her arms. Damn, she looked good... like really good.

She took of her tshirt and wrapped it around her head. "You know shirts are way better to dry your hair with then a towel"

Sophie chuckled standing in the door way. "What the fuck is going on in here?... what are you suppose to be? Aladdin?" She asked looking at the shirt wrapped around Evee's head.

"Nope." Evee said. She took it off letting her newly dyed hair flow down. "I'm suppose to be a bad bitch."

Sophie looked surprised. "Okay, I see you."

"Well since you're watching.." Evee said looking over at me.

Fuck... Evee no, don't do it.. please? I don't want a war.

"Do you think I look sexy Mayah?" She smiled.

"Very." I said relieved. I swore I thought she was going to try and kiss me in front of her.

"Is that suppose to mean something?" Sophie said making a face.

Evee smirked "it's suppose to mean whatever you need it to mean."

Sophie chuckled. "Yea okay, Samayah I need to talk to you"

I wanted to flush myself down the toilet. Anything to escape this awkward ass situation.

"Then talk." Evee said staying.

Sophie rolled her eyes. "It's cheer business. You won't care"

"Great, then you should be able to say it in front of me." Evee said wrapping her hair back in the shirt.

Sophie huffed. "You don't have to be a pain in the ass."

Evee stood there still waiting.

"We need to start doing one on one training." Sophie said turning to me.

"For what?" Evee asked with an attitude.

Sophie looked at her like she was crazy

"I was not talking to you."

"Is anybody else getting one on one training?" She she's ignoring her.

"No. Because nobody else is fucking up as much as she is."

I rolled my eyes.

"Why do you keep trying to get her alone?"

Sophie chuckled "what are you? Obsessed with her or something? I just want her to get her shit together so we don't all look retarded as fuck at the games. If you can do that for me then please be my guess. But if you can't shut the fuck up and let me do my job."

I could see Evee's jaw clenched.

"Exactly." Sophie said before turning to me.

"Tuesdays and Thursdays from 6-8" she said before leaving the room.

"Fucking bitch" Evee mumbled under her breath.

"Right." I agreed.

In the middle of me blow drying her hair my phone started going off. I rolled my eyes looking at it. It was my mom. I don't get it. I figured since we don't get along if I'm not there it's better for us. So why does she always bother me?

"Aren't you going to get that?" Evee yelled over the dryer.

I huffed "yeah." I said turning it off and setting it beside her.

"Hello"

"Honey I need you home."

"Why? I'm in the middle of doing something."

"I didn't ask you that. I said I need you home.i don't know what's going on with my daughter. I don't know what she's doing with her free time, what kind of company she's keeping.."

"I'm just with Evee" I groaned.

"Well great, bring her. I've been wanting to get to know her better."

I sighed "she can't come."

"That's weird considering you can always come over there... well that's too bad. You're coming home"

"Okay, fine. I'm coming.. damn." I said hanging up.

"Are we going to your house?" Evee asked running the flat iron through her hair.

"No. I'm going to my house." I groaned. getting my stuff together.

"Well if you're going I'm coming too." She whined she ran through her last section of hair 2 more times.

"Evee."

She got up and started packing her a bag. I couldn't help but smile. Little spoiled brat. It's so cute how she completely ignored what I say... sometimes. I smacked her butt. "Non listening ass"

She looked back at me and smiled "well I know you don't like it over there... but you like me... so maybe I can make it better"

"That hair color looks so good on you" I smiled checking her out. Ignoring everything she was saying.

She liked that. It made her get all smiley "stop" she said pushing my shoulder.

"I'm just saying" I said smiling to myself as I packed my shit.





Everything started out fine. Evee and I chilled in my room for a second waiting for dinner.

"You're room is so cute" Evee smiled looking around.

I chuckled "you don't have to lie. I know, I'm a minimalist."

"I mean yea.. but it's sexy, you have good taste. It's not boring." She said playing with my strip lights remote. She set it on blue.

"Ahhh it's so cute!" She cooed.

"Is this your closet?" She asked walking over to it.

"Yep"

She gasped when she opened it. "No way! This is the limited edition faux suede white gold Chanel jacket from the Christmas premiere last year! Clearly I need to be in your closet." She said taking it out of the closet and trying it on.

She looked at herself in mirror. "Ooo this is so cute! I knew I wanted one! I put it on my Christmas list last year but nobody got it." She said rolling her eyes.

"Yea, it's cute on you.. you should keep it.. I wore it way too much."

Her eyes got big. "Shut up." She said taking it off and putting it with her stuff.

She started looking through my closet again when my mom peaked into my room without warning.

"Dinners ready girls." She smiled. I already knew when she called me over the phone, she had been drinking. That's why I didn't want Evee to come over. That shits embarrassing.

Well at least my dad cooked tonight. He threw some chicken on the grill and made some Hawaiian rice. Everything looked really good. Honestly I forgot what homemade meals tasted like.  Nobody cooks at the fosters...unless they hire somebody

"Dinner is realllyy good." Evee smiled looking at both of my parents.

My mom slightly squinted her eyes at her. "Thank you." My dad spoke up.

"Mmmmm not as good as the food Brazil.... ooooo I love it so much." My mom chimed in pretending to dance to music. I looked down at my plate embarrassed.

"Nothing but free time, beautiful music, delicious food.. good sex" she smirked at my dad.

He cleared his throat.

"I know, I know honey.. I doubt these youngins wanna hear about that though"









"Are y'all fucking?" My mom slurred asking after her third glass of wine at the dinner table. She looked Evee right in her eyes. I could see Evee hold her breath.

"Honey! That is so inappropriate." My dad sighed taking her glass away from her and drinking what was left.

"You want to know too don't you? There's no point in sugar coating it. Our daughter thinks she's grown and can go around having sex so now I have to ask. Because I don't trust her. And I mean look at her. She clearly thinks she's grown too with her dyed hair and lashes, half naked. I don't know how my daughter managed to find the only hot Cheeto girl in town."

"Oh my god, mom!" I whined.

"Are you having sex with my daughter?" She asked Evee. Pointing her forth at her sloppily.

Evee lowkey looked terrified. "N-no..." she said quietly.

Sophie wouldn't have handled it that way. I almost chuckled thinking of what Sophie would say. I could see her now.. saying 'what if I am?' Or just straight up being disrespectful.

Why am I even thinking about this shit right now? My drunk ass mom is grilling Evee.

"That's hard to believe when you're walking around looking like a stripper bi-"

"Okayyyyyy!" My dad said scooping her up from the table.

I peaked over at Evee as he guided my mom passed us. She looked like she was going to cry.

When she saw I was looking at her she started eating again trying to act like nothing was wrong "I'm sorry bu you're moms a fucking bitch" I could hear the shakiness in her voice.

"Yea, I know. Imagine being her gay black daughter." I said continuing to eat too.

Sooner or later my dad came back out of the room to the table.

"I am so sorry" he said clapping his hands together. "Seriously, she's not usually like this. She's had a lot to drink tonight and that was completely out of line. You're a beautiful girl and I'm sure you and my daughter have a great friendship."

He stooped down to the table after that was said.

"I just really don't want tonight to follow her. Like I said she's not herself at the moment. Please take this. Think of it as a gift from her. Let's pretend this never happened and start over."

"Well then maybe you should control your dog." I spat.

"That's your mother. I know she acted out but you don't talk about her like that."

He said sliding something to her. "Get yourself something nice" he sighed heading back to the room. I could tell he was exhausted. He didn't want to go in there and deal with her either.

Evee looked down. He left her 8 $100 bills.

I fucking hate my family.

"I fucking hate my family" I said outloud.

"No it's okay."

"It's really not. My mom got drunk off her ass and harassed you at the dinner table and my dads trying to bribe you. That shits not cool."

She chuckled "you're forgetting who my family is... I've been through worst..... I guess he doesn't know I have a black card though... do you want it back?" She shrugged.l holding it out.

I rolled my eyes. "Stop trying to make this better then what it is.. that was embarrassing as fuck.. and wrong."

"I'm not trying to make it better.. it's just no point in being upset. Whatever. I really like you and your mom thinks I'm some type of cheap hoe."

She said pushing her plate up and leaving the table.

"But you're not. I'm making sure of that." I said following her upstairs.

"If you have to 'make sure' then maybe I am."

"Oh my god. Evee shes drunk! She was just talking shit. Fuck her.. it doesn't matter what she thinks anyway. If I like you I like you." I said grabbing her waist.

She looked into my eyes. "I don't know.. it's got me thinking... maybe it is best for us not to try anything. They moved you away from your last girlfriend. What would stop them from doing it again?"

Wow, I never thought about it like that. I got quiet.

"It's fine.. we're good as friends." She smiled a little,

Fuck. I knew I didn't want to come home.

Evee pretended like what happened tonight didn't bother her. I watched her as she continued to go through my stuff. She made it threw my whole closet and was going through my jewelry on top of my dresser.

"Girl... I need to go shopping in here" she giggled.

I watched her as she opened up my drawer. She pulled out a box and my eyes got big.

She opened it and gasp. "Samayah!" I blushed hard "put it back!"

She pulled out the strap with her mouth hanging open.

"Bitch put it back!" I chuckled. I couldn't make eye contact. I didn't think she was going to pull that out.

"Do you actually know how to use this?" She said looking at my light purple dick.

I sucked my teeth. "I mean duh.. it's mine"

I looked over at her. I could tell she had some things going through her mind. My mind might've started getting images too.

I started visualizing her on top of me her titties bouncing, her burgundy hair wrapping around us as she leaned over me.. moaning for me.

"Evee." I groaned. She smiled up at me. I'm sure she could tell what I was thinking about. She put it back in the box and into the dresser.

"Well, I think I've done enough exploring for today" she giggled a little. She sat on the bed. I could tell
She had more questions. She looked over at me.

I shook my head "go ahead and ask."

"Where did you get it?" She turned to me. It clearly sparked her interest.

I chucked rolling my eyes "oh my god... Alexus convinced me to get it from Spencer's in the mall. I still remember. I was nervous as fuck. She really picked out the strap then ran out the store and left me."

She giggled "damn, she left you hanging. I bet she didn't leave you hanging that night though."

"Hell no." I smiled a little. Damn, I remember that whole day. I still had butterflies whenever Alexus came around. She was already my girlfriend , but it was new. She still made me all nervous and excited.

I remember us laughing while I made 7 failed attempts to put the strap on for the first time. The pleasure on her face when I started going in. Her moans. Fuck, I miss her.

I think Evee started realizing it was personal. Her smile faded a little.

"Anyway" I said changing the subject.

She shifted on the bed uncomfortably.

"Do you want to g-"

"I thought you were trying to get over her." She said cutting me off.

I looked over at her slightly surprised.

"I mean I am... you literally asked me about something related to her."

She chuckled like she should've expected it  "whatever"

"You just told me you didn't want to try anything"

"and you just confirmed exactly what I was thinking.  I said that because you're not acting like you want me. I'm not just going to sit here like the second option and hope you start thinking about me the way you think about her"

"How can you even expect that from me? I've been with her for 2 years. I barely have known you for two months."

"Yea and I was stupid enough to think you were feeling the same."

"Are you serious right now? You're really going to let my drunk mom-"

She chuckled "this is why we can't talk for real. It wasn't even about her. Believe it or not, I don't like the feeling of being rejected"

"I didn't reject yo-"

"I'm fucking sexy!" She yelled at me. She turned to me "I'm sexy, I'm smart, I'm funny! We do cute sweet shit together all the time! I'm ti-"

"Spoiled?" I said cutting her off. "Used to getting your way?"

She pushed me annoyed. I kissed her. I know it was a dumb idea but she likes to get her way, and I like to give her what she wants.

I pulled away to see her making a cute pouty face.

"I swear imma get over her.. I do want you."

"Then act like it" she whined. 

For a second I thought about getting up and grabbing the strap. Fucking her, to erase Alexus from it. But that would be wrong. I wouldn't be fucking her because I want to. I'd be fucking her to forget my ex.

"Okay, first step." I said grabbing my phone. I opened it to Snapchat and blocked Mercedes.

She let out a exaggerated breath "finally! Oh my god. That was getting borderline stalkerish"

I rolled my eyes.








"Okay, repeat!" We were 30 minutes into Sophie's one on one training and I swear she was trying to kill me.

"I need a break." I said putting my hands on my knees trying to catch my breath

"You don't need a break you need to do it from the top!" She yelled

I laid right there on the floor.

"Oh my fucking god." Sophie said before laying beside me.

"It's like you joined my team just to make us look bad."

"That's not true"

"Then what is the truth? I was under the impression that you were good at cheer and would add to my team"

"I am" I said getting kinda offended.

"Then act like it."

I chuckled in disbelief shaking my head.

"Yep... y'all are definitely cousins" I mumbled.

"And what's that suppose to mean?"

"Y'all keep saying the same shit" I groaned putting my hands behind my head. I had caught my breath but I was using this time to chill while she was distracted.

"And what could she possibly be talking about saying 'then act like it?'" She asked rolling onto her stomach. She looked over at me confidently.

"That's none of your business" I muttered.

"Aww let me guess, she has a sweet little school girl crush on you?"

I glared at her. "No. There's nothing sweet and innocent about anybody in your family."

She chuckled "well you learn quick. I thought I was gonna have to burst your bubble.. like hers will be. When she realizes you have a thing for me."

I laughed like that shit was hilarious... because it was.

"I'd have to have some real deep personal issues to have a thing for some racist, snobby, trump supporter."

"Hey, I didn't say it was normal. I said you have a thing for me."

"And I don't."

She rolled on top of me swiftly and looked down at me. Her hair flowed around her face, her eyes scanned me. The confidence she had in the way she looked at me made my heart race. I guess you could say she shut me up.

"Exactly. Get up." She said getting off of me and holding out her hand to help me up.

I rolled my eyes but grabbed it.

"5,6,7,8... 1,2,3,4 pick it up, drop it low, left, right, yesssss! You're getting it!"
























"So, did you have a good practice?" Evee asked me as she fixed us both some ice cream.

"Define good? I wouldn't say being yelled at and cursed out for 2 hours a good time."

She sighed "I know... but maybe this ice cream will make it better."

Right when she said that the elevator opened and Sophie came out.

"What is that?" She asked walking over to us. "Ice cream? After your workout? Are you

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