WAY BACK | KV

04

BAYLOR MILLIE JETTS
11:01 am, Downtown Chicago, IL

I woke up to an empty bed beside me. Damn, he couldn't at least tell me he was leaving? Sighing, I walk to the bathroom to start my morning routine.

While brushing my teeth I decided to call Sage since I didn't check in with her last night. She answers on the second ring.

"Oh, she added me to her favorites. I love a lil baby who listen," I joke. I'd usually have to call her two or three times before she answered.

"Girl, whatever. Why you on my line?" Sage was playing with her hair in the bathroom.

"Damn, that's how you do your best friend? I was calling to check on you.. and see how your ride was." I roll my eyes, playing with my lifted lace. I needed to decide what I would do to my hair for Atlanta.

"Girl...," She starts before pausing, "You tryna do brunch?"

"So you dodging my question?" I squint my eyes looking directly at her. This lil bitch thought she was slick.

"Nah foe," Sage laughs before walking back inside her room. "I'm hungry, we can just talk there. Duh."

"Let me throw a hat on this tied ass wig. I don't know what I'ma do to it for our trip." This would be my first time going to Atlanta and I was planning to shit on bitches in their own city.

"We can look at ideas at lunch," She looks up at what seems to be another person before laying her eyes back on the screen. I raise my eyebrows, cuing her to hurriedly rush off the phone, "I'll get you, be ready in thirty."

Do do do.

"Did this bitch just?" I spoke to myself. Sage was definitely on some sneaky shit, but I'd just interrogate her when she gets here.

I exit my bathroom and head straight into my walk-in closet. It was July, so the weather was perfect at 89 degrees. Since we were only doing brunch I decide to dress in a graphic tee that I would tie up, mini skirt, and my Lanvin sneakers my brother gifted me for Valentine's Day.

I go into the bathroom and brush out my curly hair for a messy look, being sure to cover the lace. This wig was definitely coming off as soon as Sage and I finished our festivities for the day. I know for certain a smoke session would be included in our day.

As I wait for Sage to pull up I think about last night. I hope Von didn't think I was weird for wanting to cuddle. Sure, I had a little crush on him, but it was nothing more to me than just that. I couldn't even put my brother in a awkward situation like that.

I pray I'm overthinking since we would be around him for majority of our trip to considering he lives there. Maybe, I'm just overthinking. To shift my mind off of him, I go in front of my full body mirror, open Instagram, taking a picture of my fit.

Immediately I received hearts and DMs from these dog ass Chicago niggas. In Chicago, I was untouchable. With Nino being my brother, these niggas knew not to fuck with me and I knew not to fuck with them.

I look down at a notification that used to give my butterflies, but now makes me roll my eyes.

wbsjazz: come c me 2nite ❤️ i miss u

noturbae: jazz pls.

wbsjazz: wut ?
i do folks

As I was typing back to him for my entertainment, Sage's picture fills my screen. I slide my finger over across the screen to answer, "Hello?"

"Outside."

I hang up the phone, locking my doors before running down the stairs to reach her 2021 Kia K5.

Durk's Broke Up In Miami was blasting through her speakers. This girl don't even listen to rap music. I raise my eyebrows, lowering the music. I wanted her to answer my unasked questions before I decided to interrogate her. But the silence was loud.

"So," I clap my hands together, "When you started listening to rap?"

Sage looks over at me, glaring, then rolling her eyes before giggling, "Durk played this on the way home last night. I fuck wit it."

"I'm guessing you had a good night?" I smile. As her best friend, it was my right to be in her business.

"Yeah. I like him and shit, but fuck man. He have a whole baby on the way," Sage sighs, hitting her hand in the wheel. "Usually these niggas babies be out the womb. I wasn't thinking clearly."

"The heart want what it want, you can't help it," I quote Santana to make her feel better. No, I wasn't supportive of side hoes, but I was 110% supportive of my best friend. "It's not like you in too deep. Just take your time and have fun while you can. Just don't fall for the nigga, Sage."

"Yeah, you right. I'm not in deep," She turns her lips, "I think I'ma just leave it alone all together. But anyways, how was yo lil ride with Von?" She shifts the spotlight from off of herself.

I blush as if something more than cuddling happened, "Girl, I told him he could stay the night and we cuddled that's it. Nigga slid without even saying bye," I cross my arms still kind of upset. But deep down I knew it wasn't that deep. He was just my brothers friend and also an upcoming superstar. However, I tend to get quite possessive over my crushes. Call me delusional, I know that already.

"Lemme find out," Sage smirks, "Y'all damnea was in each other skin last night. Mufuckas forgot other people was in the room."

I suck my teeth, "Girl bye. He almost didn't want to cuddle with me." As I reminisce on last night, I wish I had done more. Not anything extreme, but a make-out session would have sufficed to let him know I'm slightly attracted to him.

Here, I go with this delusional shit again.

Sage turns into the parking lot of our favorite brunch spot, Prey. "I'm sure that was out of respect for your brother. Which I don't understand cause he was all in yo face yesterday in front Nino'nem. Niggas be ass backwards."

Sage shuts her car off and we head towards the entrance.

"And who you had over last night?" I randomly question as we seat ourselves in a booth. "You ain't slick I saw you looking at somebody on FaceTime."

Sage sighs in defeat, "I can't do shit under your nose, Lori. But if you must know, Zion."

I could tell she was lying by the fidgeting of her fingers, "Oh, so it was Durk," I said more so confirming it myself than asking. "Y'all fucked?"

Her eyes widen, again confirming what I said to be true. I laugh, "Sage, I'm your best friend. I know you like the back of my hand, girl. So did y'all fuck?"

The waitress, Diana, comes over to take our orders, "Two waters with lemons, bottomless mimosas, french toast with buffalo chicken and breakfast potatoes for you Baylor and an All Star meal for you Sage?" We we're technically regulars here as we came every week. She had our orders spot on.

"Yes ma'am," I nod, smiling at Diana.

"Thank you, Ms. Diana," Sage smiles, before unlocking her phone.

I reach my arm across the table, locking it. "No ma'am, but I guess I got my answer."

She groans in defeat at me knowing her so well, "Stay out my pussy, damn. You'd think you was eating it."

I stick my tongue out, flicking it across my top lip, "I mean, I can."

"Ew, come out the closet already, freak hoe," Sage chuckles. Unlocking her phone back, "Now let's see what we're doing for Atlanta. You ready?"

"Definitely," I nod, unlocking my phone to open Pinterest, "We finna fuck the city up!"

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this just a filler chapter, i didn't know what else to do just yet. bare with me this shit kinda slow but i'ma try to turn it up a notch reallll soon. if not the next chapter, then chapter 7 fr. idk why i'm so realistic when it comes to writing lol. but thank y'all once again. LIKE AND COMMENT 🫶🏼