Broke Luxury (A Jacquees Short Story) #Wattys2016

(4) Girl Talk/Secrets

Happy Birthday Jacquees! I love you bae. lmao, not only is April 15th Quee's birthday, it is half price cheeseburger day at sonic lol. In honor of both of those events, here's an update!

Sasha

"Come on, Sasha!" Kerrie exclaimed.

I was sitting around in the living room with my girls, Kerrie, Saphire, Peaches, and my sister Jade.

"You better stop playin' with that man, and stop bein' stingy with the cootie cat. Okaaayyyy!" Saphire singsonged and the other girls joined in exclaiming 'okaaaayyyyy!'.

Saphire. She was absolutely crazy. She was the one girl in our group that shoots or swings first and asks questions later. When we met her, she was the geeky girl with glasses who ate lunch by herself in the cafeteria. She was shy and timid and we had to break her out of that shell. She's the "white girl" of the group but she's Haitian and Ethiopian. She had smooth olive skin, big brown eyes, and thick long black hair that stopped at her waist. She was about 5'6 and she had a little cake.

"All of yall need to shut up." I said rolling my eyes.

"Seriously though, Sasha. I know you feel like sex should be the furthest thing from you and Quee's mind, but it happened a year ago. You have to move on in life and not let everything hinder you." Peaches said quietly.

Peaches is the sanity in our group. She's the rational one and will try to talk it out before she knocks you out. She's been like that since we linked up with her. Her real name is Passion. She's African American and Italian. She has light skin, chestnut brown eyes, and dark brown hair that was cut into a bob. She has a big butt and the hips to match.

"Quee loves you and gives you everything. You have to give him your all too bitch." Kerrie chimed in. "You could be like my lonely ass."

Now Kerrie was a little mixture of everybody in the group. How she felt that day determined if she wanted to talk it out or knock you out. She was very patient and down to Earth though. Kerrie is African American and British. She was born in some part of England and had a small accent that comes and goes. She has light skin, sky blue eyes, and naturally curly wine colored hair. Her butt sat up in any pants she wore.

And of course, I was the bomb just waiting for somebody to walk by and light my fuse. Jade was the same way, but her fuse was slower. We both had long wavy Auburn hair. Our family is African American, Bahamian, and Kenyan. People from the Bahamas have a weird accent and we loved that part of us. Our accent was thick and heavy. We both had olive green eyes and an hourglass shape. The difference between us is that Jade was taller by 3 inches and I had a beauty mark above my lip and Jade had a beauty mark under her left eye.

"Bitch please!" Jade interrupted. "Twin Cal been tryin' to get at yo' ass since for fuckin' ever."

"And you ain't hopped on that? Kale fine ass won't even notice me." Peaches said pouting. "I'd climb that tree any day and every way."

"Ew! That's my brother you're talking about!" I exclaimed plugging my ears and Jade did the same.

"But forreal," Saphire piped in. "If yall ain't ready to have sex, don't."

I nodded in response. "All of yall have to watch Lika when it happens though. I don't even want to leave her." I frowned.

"We got this." Peaches smiled.

I looked around at my girls. I loved them to pieces. They've always had my back and I've had theirs. Kerrie, Peaches, and I were the first to link up and then we found Saphire. We were unbreakable even though people changed in high school. We all stayed the same. Never dropped anyone, never added anyone.

Kerrie typed away on her phone with a big smile plastered on her face.

"What the hell you smiling at Kerrie? Cal sending you dick pics?" I teased and she rolled her eyes.

"Fuck you." She said flipping me off.

"When?" I laughed.

"When a bitch beat my ass." She shot back.

"I like my women aggressive." I said air biting her and clawing at her like a tiger. We all exploded in laughter and continued to talk about anything and everything.

It got dark and all the girls started to leave. We kissed each other's cheek and hugged and they went on their way.

Quee came in an hour later and his eyebrows were furrowed. In confusion, thought, or pain? I didn't know.

"Hey baby, what's wrong?" I asked wrapping my arms around his waist and peering up at him.

He shook his head. "Nothing baby. Just thinkin' about this album."

He was lying.

"Okay baby." I went along with it anyway. "How did Malika do when you left her with your mom?"

"She was alright after a few minutes." He replied as he ran his fingers through my hair. I nodded and went to take a shower.

After Quee had showered and we had dinner, we got in the bed. My leg was thrown over his waist and my arm was over his chest.

"I'm working late tomorrow and I don't want you here alone so you need to hit up your homegirls." He said staring at the ceiling and I just nodded.

What the hell is he hiding?

Ready for part 2?! Keep reading, one more filler. Next one will be long lol.

- toodles, jp!