Arriving home i noticed Scoota Audi in the driveway. Scoota was one of Jayceon friends who moved down here for school trying to get away from the gang shit in Cali. He was cover in tattoo and had a five point star behind his ear and California written in big bold letter across his chest. If you didn't know him he might scare you but he a big softy. "Andre" I said jumping on his back once I put my bags down. "Kelly what I tell you ab calling out a nigga government make me fuck you up" he said bucking at me "my nigga you ain't bout that life I'll get my baby to whoop that ass ain't that right baby" I leaned down and kissed Jayceon cheek before washing my hands in the kitchen with them behind me. "That's right fuck with my girl I'm fucking you up on sight no if and or but about it right babe?" "Hell yea" we bumped butts and laughed "whatever Kelly what you about to make Jay told me you went to the store I know you about to go stupid dumb in this kitchen. I chuckled while greasing the pan "I'm just making some brownies and maybe a strawberry pineapple cake" "oh fuck yea I'm staying" "hell nah nigga you not ab to eat up all our food!" Jayceon yelled "nigga who going to make me leave" "me nigga now step" he point towards the door like Martin I fell out laughing while they went back and forth.
"Mann Kelly that pineapple strawberry cake was bussin ma" scoota said while laying on the floor they ended up eating half the cake and most the brownies ol' high ass niggas. "Thankyou Andre" I grinned at him "keep on ima fuck you up Jayceon can't save you forever" he said while standing up walking towards the door. "Whatever Andre Smith!" I yelled from the living room "ima fuck you up Kelly" he said before walking out the door. I looked over at Jay and noticed the look on his face and knew something was wrong. "Bae what's the matter?" He took a deep breath before speaking. "My dad want me to come see him in Cali he want to know how business is going out here." I nodded my head. I knew the relationship between Jayceon and his father never was a really good one. His father forced him into the gang life at a young age and now with him in college it still followed him to Florida. Even though Jayceon wasn't running shit back in Cali like his father wanted he still had heavy pull in the south. We were both only 20 and 21 no way we could afford a 4 bed room house on the coast. "So what you wanna do" I asked rubbing my fingers through his loose curls. "Ion know yet. I know he know I'm making moves down here, but I don't want to get back heavy in this shit Kels. I don't want you worrying about me late at night cause I'm trappin and tryna get this money. I watch over things down here for him cause that's my pops, but running this shit ain't for me I'm tryna become a doctors do shit with my life ya know?" "Yea I know and that's one of the things I love about you. You didn't let the money and power make you big headed the fact you wanna do something with yourself speak volumes to me. Baby do whatever make you happy and I'm behind you 3000% and that's word." "Look at my little shoota" laughing I traced the tattoo of a K on his neck. I remember the day he got that k and I got the J on my left shoulder
We walked into Inks Link at south beach "baby you sure you wanna get this tattoo" I asked him for the fifteenth time today. "Yes Kelly I'm getting it you don't have to get one, I want mine." "But what if we brake up then what? Jayceon a tattoo is forever no going back" he paused for a second "I don't think we'll break up I love you too much to leave you and you love this dick so you not going no where" he said with a straight face "plus Kayceon start with a K if all else fells its for my sister name not yours" he said shrugging his shoulders. "Okay well I want mine on my shoulder" i remember sitting there while he did the tattoo it wasn't my first but it sure hurt like it was. It was worth it though he was my first everything and doing that brought us closer some how.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when I noticed someone calling me "hello you have a call from Tremaine Jones if you'd like to accept this call.." Before she could finish I was talking to my brother "brat what you been up to? I miss you." My eyes began to water hearing my brother voice after what felt like years "I miss you too Tre when are you coming home? I said sniffling "baby girl ion know yet I'm facing big charges might be looking at 20 to life" I broke down even more waking up Jayceon in the process. "Baby what's wrong?" "Tre how can that be possible have you told da yet?" "Nah but I will soon I just wanted to call you and check on you." "I'm fine I wish you could be here. It isn't the same knowing you can't come visit me I miss my brother" I sobbed into Jayceon shirt while he rubbed my back "sis I know it's hard but be strong for me okay I have to go I need to call pops but remember I love you don't trust these flaw ass people they just wanna see you fall." I nodded my head "I love you too Tre I will put money on your books and write you more often" "thanks sis that means a lot but I'll talk to you later love you" "love you too Tre" whipping my eyes I leaned into Jayceon while flipping through channels. "You straight babe?" I kissed his cheek in response. I didn't feel like talking anymore I just wanted to be held.
Waking up I was in bed when I heard singing coming from downstairs. Letting my eyes adjust to the dark I climbed out of bed and head towards the beautiful voice. "Can we stay home tonight, try something new tonight ? This juice got me feeling right I'm touching ya legs and thighs." I loved when Jayceon would sing he had a beautiful voice but never shared it with the world. "Me patron and youuuu me patron and. You me and patron girl we gon get it on ya legs gon be shaking me patron and you that's what happen when we drinking" he sang walking towards me once he noticed me standing by the bar."how long you been standing there?" I smirked "long enough to hear you killing Jacquees at his quemix" he smile putting me on the counter. "Oh word? You like a nigga voice?" "You know I love it" I smirked before kissing his neck where the K was then running my tongue to his earlobe and sucking on it "baby girl tryna get fucked or nah?" I laughed hopping off the counter "nah but im tryna roll up where it's at?" He pointed on the glass table and i began breaking the gar down before licking it black cherry became me favorite flavor. He handed me the jar so I could break it down and roll it. Rolling up was always fun to me ever since I started smoking in the 10th grade. It came natural to me. I enjoyed my high and the people who I got high with and there was nothing compared to fucking when you're high. Thinking about the first time I smoked with Jayceon brought a smile to me face.
We had been out after his game three years ago when he asked me to go to an after party with him. I agreed and went back home to change at the time I was still staying with Cookie. I let my people know I would be out and if they needed me to just call or text. Walking outside I seen Jayceon standing beside a red two door Beamer dressed in all black. I thought it was funny cause I was dress the same and that wasn't even planned. "Wassup ma I see you tryna get like a nigga" he said hugging me then opening up the door. "Honey please nobody wanna be like you." Once we got to the party we danced and talked for awhile had a few drinks before walking back to the car. My black bodycon skirt kept raising from all the dancing, so I didn't mind going to sit down in the car. "You smoke?" He asked me pulling out a pre rolled blunt "now you know I smoke all those times we would be on the phone and I was high as fuck" we both laughed "my bad ma I forgot" "mmh but let me roll up another one I don't trust prerolled sorry baby" he smirked "nah ma you good roll up" I did as told and pearled the fuck out that bih I took my nail and push the weed down so we wouldn't get it in our mouth then sparked it. "Damn baby you pearled that you might become my personal roller" he smirked before French inhaling. We ended up sparking the other one up and I was on my ass we started talking then the next thing I know my little black skirt was pushed up and Jayceon was knuckles deep inside me. That was the first time i had let someone touch me like that.
I smiled looking over at him while he watched the Cavs go against OKC. "Why you smiling at me?" He raised his eyebrows before looking back at the game. "You remember the first time we smoke together ?" He grinned and pulled me into his side "of course I do. Daddy had you limping and that was just my fingers" he looked down at my smirking I rolled my eyes but smiled remembering. After smoking two more we took a shower together then fell asleep feeling good.
