Please Remember Me

Chapter 34

"They may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel."
- Carl W. Buechner

Jordan POV

I sat on my couch, next to Josh, watching Housewives of Atlanta.

"I don't want to watch this shit." He rubbed his hands down his face. I rolled my eyes and turned it back to the basketball game.

"You never want to watch stuff I want to watch." I pouted and crossed my arms.

"Because you watch shit like that." He said. I stood up and went into the kitchen.

My parents left for Springfield last night. It's not far from Chicago. I just hate being here with Felix while she all fucked up.

I felt hands grip my waist and soft lips upon my neck. My body trembled from his touch as he raised my skirt pushing me against the counter. I heard him undoing his belt and his pants dropping to the floor. I wanted to turn and look at him but I just tilted my head back in pleasure.

He thrusted inside of me with all of his might, earning a moan from me. He softly ran his fingers through my hair.

"Oh gosh!" Felix screamed as she covered her eyes. We quickly pulled apart and fixed ourselves.

"We eat here!" She whined. I blushed as she left out the kitchen.

"Why her ass can't stay sleep?" Josh frowned.

"Felix you feeling okay?" I walked up the stairs and to her room.

"Hell no. I just saw two of my friends fucking where I eat." She sounded so disgusted.

"Don't stunt. I know you and Keith fucking." I crawled in bed with her.

"No we're not." She opened up a bag of sunflower seeds and tuned in to the episode of Bates Motel.

"Swear?!" I said so surprised.

As whipped as Keith is I thought Felix was giving him some. I guess not.

"I swear. I would be a virgin if it wasn't for Duke!" She snapped. I rubbed her back lightly.

"Jay!" Josh called from downstairs.

"Damn I forgot he was here." I laughed.

"You didn't forget when he was dicking you down a few minutes ago." Felix laughed as I left.

I found Josh in the living room watching the game.

"Huh?" I asked.

"I was thinking about-"

"No." I cut him off. He always suggesting some dumb shit. No! I ain't going for it.

"You don't even know what it is." He laughed. I sat in his lap and propped my feet up on the couch.

"What is it Joshua?" I sighed.

"Well, I was thinking about throwing a party while Carly and Mir still here." He said.

"That doesn't sound so bad." I said.

"Yea but I was thinking maybe we could throw it here." He said.

I stared at him to see if he was serious. This nigga was dead serious. He didn't smile or nothing.

"My house? You think I'm about to let these hood rats in my house?" I frowned slightly.

"I mean it ain't gone be a lot of people. Just people we fuck with. Kinda like a cook out." He said.

"Okay. If I even feel like you trying to turn my house into a club, I'm shutting this shit down." I said straight up.

I'm not letting these Chicago niggas in my house just to shoot the bitch up. People in Chicago look for reasons to act a fool!

"And I don't want Georgia here." I said.

"Okay it's just gone be our little crew." He said.

"I feel more comfortable with that." I said.