On The Way

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝟤𝟦

2 weeks later

Kaylee's•POV

I'm currently on my way, to Jays house. We've been talking a lot more recently and I'm starting to really like her. Not like that! But as a friend.

Dani is always so busy with, grading papers and taking care of kids at school, and Taniyah is busy with whatever the fuck she be doing, so it's nice to have a friend.

I never realized how alike me and Jay are. We like a lot of the same things and we have the same humor. She's kind of became on of my best friends.

Honestly she's like the girl version of Marcus.

I know what y'all are thinking, Why am I still talking to Jay, even after Billie told me not to?

I honestly don't give a fuck about what Billie wants me to do. Even though I feel extremely guilty about everything that has happened I don't need her to control me.

I hate being in that house with her, because it feels like constant awkward tension. I've stopped trying to get her to talk to me, so we live pretty much like roommates.

Plus what is Billie going to do if she does finds out that I'm hanging out with Jay? Beat her ass? Beat my ass?

Billie can barely even walk. So, I think I'm fine.

I drive up to a very modern looking yet not too over the top, house. I get out and make my way up to the door.

I ring the doorbell, and look in my purse for my phone.

The door opens up, revealing a disheveled looking Jay. Her dreads were in a high pony tail. She had a bandanna on, some basketball shorts, and a black T-Shirt.

"Heyy. I'm sorry I fell asleep," she told me in a very raspy sleepy voice. Lord have mercy.

She leaned in to give me a hug and invited me inside. "Wow, your house is very nice. I love the furniture."

"Thanks, I love decorating. To be honest if, I wasn't interested in helping people on a medical level. I'd help them on a furniture one. I love decorating shit."

I turned around and smiled at her. "Oh my God.. same here. Every time I would play like sims or something, my favorite part was to decorate the house."

It's honestly so crazy how much alike we are.

We both plopped down on the couch. I guess I looked as awkward as I felt, because Jay said something about it.

"You know you can take your shoes off. Make yourself comfortable."

I took off my shoes and relaxed a little bit. I get so nervous around her sometimes it's weird. Like before, when we were at school, I didn't really get nervous, around her.

But lately I have been. I've also started to feel a slight attraction to her, but I just brush that off with the fact that she's really pretty.

I get nervous around pretty people.

"You wanna smoke or something?" Jay asked.

"Oh my God, yessss. I haven't smoked in so long."

"Alright, I'll be right back," she got up and went down the hall.

I haven't really smoked, since Mayalin was born. I mean I'm pretty sure, I've had a blunt or two, but for the most part I don't smoke as much as I used to.