Toys

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-Picture above is Lia

[ CHRIS' POV]
"Damn bitch." I rested my head on the wall behind me as some bitch sucked me up. I put my hand on her head then she got up. "No nigga don't touch my head." She rolled her eyes and went back to her job. I pushed her head down. "Nah hoe I want it how I want it. I laughed. Im one funny nigga. "Im leaving then Chris." She smacked her lips and got up. "adios hoe." I put up the peace sign and threw her shirt at her. "Weak ass head game." "I hate you C!" She screamed as she walked out of my room. Okaay BITCH. I leaned my head back and started thinking... Lia was cool as fuck. Im deciding im not feeling her tho. I mean I really jus need some pussy or head from her. I felt bad after I thought that cause she was cool when she was fat and her hair was in that ugly ass ponytail. But I ain't really talked to her since she got to looking how she looking. Maybe she think she the shit na. From what she was acting like today she think she the coldest walking but she not.. I mean...

My thoughts got interrupted as my little brother pushed open the door to my room. "Christopher, Mom says come down to eat dinner. The Smiths are coming over." He bobbed up and down, "She cooked spaghetti again!" I laughed. "Okay Ju." I got up to get dressed because I knew my momma would have a problem with the Nike joggers and my wife beater at dinner. Ju slammed my door. "It's JULIAN!" Sometimes I forget who my family is. We're the Pott family. The black family that takes pride in acting above the standard blacks. The fake happy ass family. My parents think they the shit cause we live in the "Boston Community" with the white people. But we ain't. They forgetting where we from.

I put on some white trues and a white Armani Exchange shirt and walked down the hallway towards the stairs. "Shoes CHRISTOPHER!" Damn I ain't even get half way down the stairs before my pops said something about my shoes. I looked down at my nike slide ins. "WHAT!?" I yelled down the stairs. Man I never heard of having to always be fully dressed going to dinner.. EVERY. fucking. night. I stepped up the stairs two at a time and went to my room and put on my low top 11s. I walked back down the stairs and sat on the counter. "Happy?" I snapped. "We definitely have to fix that attitude of yours Christopher." my mom snarled in my ear carrying a big ass glass bowl with salad in it towards the table. "Get off of my fucking counter." she walked back past me and pushed me. She barely moved me but I hopped down anyway. Julian set on one of the many couches in the living room. "You should listen more Christopher." Julian said. "Man you 6 shouldn't you be playing with trucks instead of bugging me and watching fucking discovery channel?"

[ LIA'S POV]
I laid on my bed as I waited for Ry to get off the phone with G. Cotton candy sweet and low let me see that tootsie roll. I Iaughed as a text came through on my phone. I love that song oh my god. I rolled over and grabbed it off of the charger. It was a message from my ex asking to FaceTime. No nigga. What the fuck you still got my number for anyway? Damn I swear my phone hella dry except my ex and Ry. I propped my hand up on my hand. I need a bae. I swear. I went to my contacts to see if it was some freaks in there.
Alan
Allen
B.
Big head.
Ma Dukes
Nigga with good head
RyBandsss
ZeJ
I read and scrolled through the same eight contacts for like 15 seconds. I decided to text ZeJ.

Hey Z

I waited for a good 10 seconds before ..

Sup boo

I rolled my eyes.

I need you dawg. ?

Alr boo.

I laughed. I mean that one boy head game straight but ZeJ's shit was so legit. I laid back. Even though I haven't talked to ZeJ since I been out the hospital from that one thing... he still coming through and all I want is head. It been months. ZeJ was my first everything. When I was fat an ugly he treated me like I looked like Angelina Jolie. I loved him for it.
"Bitch ya'll got some good ass soap." Ry came in my room rubbing her hands all over her face. It's like a fucking magical bar of soap. Got me feeling all fleeky and shit." I laughed cause she was so serious. "Girl ZeJ coming over here so go downstairs or something and he finna be here soon cause he right next door." I threw a pink fleece blanket at her. She caught it and stuck up her middle finger. "Okay ho. Putting head befo' yo best bitch." She moved over to the side and I seen ZeJ had been standing there. I gave Ry that 'bitch I hate you!' look. ZeJ just laughed. "Bye RyBear." ZeJ cooed in her ear. She rolled her eyes and screamed "BYE ZEJ!" then slammed my door.

"So how its doing?" ZeJ asked me as I laid on his chest as he stroked my hair. He had just gave me the best head ever but then we got all sentimental. "I mean Ry thinks it's back." I nuzzled my head in his neck. "But is it doe?" He sounded worried but I could tell he didn't want me to know he was worried about me. "I mean... Well I don't know." I shrugged. I was tired of this conversation and he could hear it in my voice because he quickly changed the subject. "I Hope not but um what made you text me." I shrugged. "Ion know." I didn't wanna talk about that either. I guess he picked up on that too because he just kept stroking my hair until I fell asleep.

"LIANA!" I opened my eyes and Ry was standing over me crying. "What girl?!" I yelled a little agitated. I looked a little to the left of her and seen ZeJ talking to my mom. "I think she need a hospital Mama Cara." I over heard ZeJ talking to her. I pushed up on my elbows. "No I don't what the fuck?" My mama pushed past ZeJ and ran over to me. "Ohhhhh! My baby. I am so happy that you up." I seen tears in her eyes and they were all red and puffy like she'd been crying all day. Even though it looked like she lost her best friend her voice never cracked. She sounded as smooth as she always did. He full tan face was tear stained and her little nose looked like Rudolph's, so red it seemed to glow. "What's wrong ma?" I sat up and hugged her. She squeezed me tighter. "It's happening. The EMS is on their way."