Brittany Hills Chronicles: Act 3

Najee 84

Me and Avery stood outside of O'Shea's bedroom door just listening, though I could really make out most of what he was saying, the parts I did catch pissed me off and I was about to break down his door. This nigga was really bitch-made, like it sounded like he was really talking cash shyt like Fat Daddy didn't have this nigga pissin himself, see the thing about me was, though I usually hated drama if I felt like someone was wrong I was going to call them out. I barged into O'Shea's room catching him off guard like this nigga was so spooked that he tripped over his bed, did a complete flip, and landed on his head, feet in the air; I walked over to him and grabbed his phone out of his hand mainly to see who he was talking to so I could expose him but it was only Toneio, so instead I hung up the phone and sat on his bed. O'Shea hopped up and thought about getting buck for a second but then quickly realized that he couldn't fight, he held out his hand wanting his phone back and I tossed it to the other side of the bed because fuck this nigga. I looked over at Avery who was still standing by the door, that nigga knew something... either that or he had an idea about what was going on and was still trying to put the pieces together.

"What I'm doing is none of y'alls fuckin business, real talk I'm having a conversation about what's going on with my nigga, if I choose to fudge the details a little so fuckin what? I'm not hurting nobody and I'm staying out of the way..... Look I've been chillin these last few days and here y'all go fuckin with me, obviously, y'all want to start some shyt because what other reason would y'all have for coming in here?" O'Shea asked. "Well, I know why you're here...." O'Shea said walking over to his nightstand and pulling out some boxers. "You left these in here last night." He said handing them to Avery.

"Nigga you've been moving shady as fuck these last few days and it's sketching me out because you're never this chill and I don't give a fuck if I seem like a hater but I don't trust it." I said looking at him and that smug ass smile on his face.

"Like I said, what I'm doing doesn't concern y'all... just mind the business that pays you and leave me the fuck alone." O'Shea said and I wasn't feeling the way he was talking to me. I would respect it if he could actually back it up, but this nigga was soft as fuck and he was acting like I wouldn't beat his ass. "I'm not trying to get into an argument with y'all, can y'all like please leave my room.... Avery, you can stay if you're trying to suck me up before my hoe gets here." O'Shea said smiling.

"Let's go Najee..." Avery said walking out of O'Shea's room, I stared at O'Shea as I got up because I didn't trust this nigga and the longer I was in his presence, the more suspicious I became of him and whatever he was plotting. "He's up to something, I don't know what it is but he's been acting unusual since that ass whoopin he got from Fat Daddy... that's why I was in his room last night. I heard him talking to someone and I was trying to get some info... but he's been cagey about it." Avery said sitting on his bed.

"That's because that nigga is up to no good, you can't convince me that he's done this magical flip where everything is forgiven and he wants to let bygones be bygones. I don't trust it and anyone that does is a fuckin idiot." I said fighting the urge to go back to O'Shea's room and shaking that nigga down. "And if you're going to keep fuckin him for the information you're really going to have to put some more effort into it because so far you've been failing miserably." I whispered.

"I don't fuck him for information, I fuck him because that nigga got some soul snatching dick and his tongue is dangerous as fuck.... Look I'll figure out what's going on, I just gotta get in touch with Marcelino and see what he knows about this dude named Reagan." Avery said I was over this conversation... while everyone kept underestimating O'Shea, I knew better... I had been around shady ass niggas like him before and it always ended badly.

"You busy?" Tay asked walking into Avery's room, I shook my head because I was done with this conversation for now and I needed a distraction. "So look, me and Jace got into this big ass argument and I'm about to head to my apartment.... my friend is about to come through with his boy and I need a wingman." Tay said as O'Shea walked past the door, he was definitely listening in on what Tay had just said and I knew he was going to create some mess with that information.

"Yeah, I'll ride with you... how long do I need to sign out for?" I asked and after getting the okay from Spencer, me and Tay drove to this nice ass apartment complex on the south side of town. "Damn, this is nice as fuck.... I might need to get me a little spot out here since I plan on moving out after graduation." I said sitting on his couch and looking around.

"Yeah, Knox's aunt really came through... this was supposed to be me and Jace's little getaway spot but he doesn't know how to act so fuck it... now it's my getaway." Tay said searching through the cabinets. "I'm about to order some Thai food you want something?" He asked and I shook my head.

"Nah, I wanna know how you and this nigga met...." I said just as someone knocked on the door, Tay looked relieved as he opened the door and let in two dudes, now I had seen pics of them but in person.... the dude who I was supposed to be keeping busy looked even better and that ass was even fatter.... the dude Tay was hugging.... no lie he kinda looked like a sexier version Jace in my opinion.

"Siroq, that's my bro Najee.... Najee, this is my friend Siroq and uhh....." Tay said looking at the dude and they both started laughing at him struggling to remember the dude's name.

"My name is Flex... it's short for Flexible." He said bending over and from the looks of it, if he wanted to he could probably eat his own ass, needless to say, I was intrigued and determined to see if he could live up to his name but first.....

"Aight, now please don't get offended but are you.... umm...." I said trying to navigate this deadly minefield because one wrong word for fuck up my potential ass for the night and I didn't want that to happen because THAT ASS!

"Yeah I'm a stripper, he's not though... his name is really Siroq, like it's on his birth certificate. But I definitely prefer Flex to my government name...." He said pointing to the kitchen where Tay and Siroq were talking quietly. "So... that's your 'bro'?" Flex asked walking into the living room and sitting next to me.

"Yeah, we stay in the same group home...." I said trying not to look at his ass but it was difficult. "It's kinda hot in here....." I said standing up and taking my shirt off, Flex was far from subtle, in fact he just didn't give a fuck as he grabbed a handful of my dick.

"I was just about to order some food, did y'all want anything?" Tay asked walking back into the living room, Flex still had my dick in his hand and I could tell he wanted to see if it was as big as it felt through my jeans (spoiler alert: it was bigger).

"I'm coo on the food.... but do y'all want some drinks? I got my mobile bar in the car and I'm trying to sip something and I got some weed." Flex said, a man after my own heart. Tay and Siroq ordered some food while me and Flex smoke and drank, I wasn't going anywhere tonight so I could cut loose and enjoy his company. I'll say this much, Flex was funny as shyt... some niggas and it wasn't the weed and Patròn talking, dude had this infectious personality that had us all in stitches.

"Tay, are you going to tell us how y'all met or what?" I asked wondering why it was such a big secret, I mean it's not like he broke into his house and it was love at first sight, now that would be some crazy shyt.

"Look I'm sure it's a cute story or whatever but I need your help with something...." Flex said standing up and grabbing my hand, he started pulling me to the back of the apartment and I stopped him right before we reached the hall.

"Give me two seconds..." I said walking over to Tay. "Ayy you got some condoms?" I asked pissed at myself for not grabbing some when we were at the house.

"Nigga they keep condoms at Brittany Hills and you didn't think to grab any? Go check in my bedroom in the top drawer, you know which room you're using right?" He asked and I nodded. After grabbing an entire box of condoms I walked into the second bedroom where Flex was stretching, I looked at his ass and GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY, please give me the strength and stamina of ten pornstars because I was going to need it to deal with this dude.

"Just so you know, my throat game is crazy and my ass stays wet.... I hope you don't tap out too soon because I plan on showing you a whole new world." Flex said licking my earlobe. I took a step back and looked him up and down, he was a cocky one but I like that shyt... those were the best ones to humble, they claimed they could take dick until they met a nigga like me. I took the rest of my drink to the head and pushed him towards the bed, knowing that I was about to leave a lasting impression on this nigga and probably piss off Tay's neighbors in the process...........

****** QUESTIONS ******

1) Who should get the next two chapters; Carter, Jace, Ronnie, Masai, Idris, or Quantavius?