WICKED: HEXED TWO || URBAN (CB)

Chapter 37

Anais Jones
the next morning
I had just finished showering before I realized everything that happened last night. I had a slight hangover and was literally half asleep under the water. But when that cold air hit me, I got flashbacks from last night.

And that was how I ended up with a boyfriend. Again.

I walked into my room, wondering how I could have let this happened. WHAT HAPPENED TO THE NARRATIVE, NIGGAS AIN'T SHIT? What happened to pimping niggas? Making them think you love them then you dip on em? Huh?!

But nope. My city girl days were over. I was tied down to the goofball, cutting his toe nails in my bed.

I looked at him in disgust. "You just HAD to do that in here? ON MY BED?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "My bad. My toe nails be soft when I get out the shower. I couldn't pass up the opportunity."

"Bro...you could have at least done this before I changed the sheets." I sighed, drying myself off.

"My baaaaad mama. I'll clean it up after I'm done. Let me just get this pinky toe." He spoke, sounding real focused.

I rolled my eyes, moisturizing my body then putting on a cute lil underwear set. One that he got me for my birthday.

As I bent down to add some more lotion to my legs, this muh fucka came up from behind me and poked that...thing right in between my butt cheeks.

"Boy if you don't quit it and put some damn pants on." I huffed, standing up.

He hugged me from behind, swaying us side to side. "I mean since you my shawty now...I guess I could listen."

He kissed on my neck and I smiled holding onto his arms.

"I missed us. So glad we're back together." I sighed, happily holding onto him.

"We was always together. But you know...you was in yo lil denial stage. But I'm back my nigga. Stuck on yo ass like a Hemorrhoid." He joked, letting go of me.

"Weird comparison...but okay." I laughed, putting on a pair of his basketball shorts.

Then I grabbed one of my tight fitting white tees and his socks to go with it.

"Yo I'm getting flash backs from last night." I admitted, dragging my hands across my face.

"I gotta get you some plan B's cause...I most definitely..." He chuckled. "...The twins might have another sibling is what I'm tryna say."

"You betta. 2 is enough." I laughed, throwing a balled up sock at him. "But that reminds me. We have to have a talk with the kids when Sage brings them back. Especially Marz."

"Why?" He asked, plopping down on my bed.

I took a deep breath. "Well I think we should explain to this kids that we are back together. Just so it wouldn't be awkward. So they'll know and things won't be confusing."

"I think they know already...Ion know if you noticed but yo kids is beyond average." He scoffed.

I raised my eyebrows. "No they are. But...I just want them to hear it from us first-hand. So they won't have any questions."

He shrugged his shoulders. "Alright. But watch what I tell you. Don't be surprised when they don't react."

Suddenly the doorbell rang. I could only assume it'd been Sage. Running to go and get it, I unlocked and opened my door.

There she stood smelling like incense and tropical oils. And so did my kids. Looking like she had them meditate and talk to their higher selves and shit.