Blame It On The Streets

Hold You Down

Keenan.

"Just put them boxes in the garage I'll move them in later when I know where Teyana want them and shit." I yelled at my nigga helping me, Zeek.

"Aight." He lifts two boxes from the U-Haul truck and sits them in the empty garage.

Teyana wasn't here because apparently her stomach was hurting and making her vomit a lot and she didn't want to be out in the rain. So her and King stayed at the house while me and Zeek were sent to unload at the new crib.

Once we were all done, I locked shit up at that house and went to the other to pick up Teyana and King.

"Thanks homie." I pulled out a rubber-band roll of money and took out a fifty dollar bill and tried to hand it to him.

"Nah G you good, you my nigga I got you, you ain't gotta pay."

"Aight man you sure?" I question him. I knew he was gonna say that that's why I left a twenty in his car for him.

"Yeah homie, hit me up later though. See you later cutie." He waved to Teyana.

Once he was back in his car, I told Teyana "Don't let niggas talk to you like that."

"Oh please, stop hating." She giggled sipping her Ginger Ale.

As we enter the development Teyana says "Pull over, I gotta throw up"

I pull over sighing. I watch her standing there as if she thinks she's done but knows she's not. She then throws up a last time before getting back into the car.

"You ok Tey?" I ask beginning to drive again.

She nods and turns up the radio. Kendrick Lamar's Bitch Don't Kill My Vibe was on and I know that Teyana wants to sing because she loves every single one of Kendrick Lamar's songs but she didn't. That's how I know something's wrong.

I park in the driveway and walk over to Teyana's side to open the door for her and then for King.

I unlocked the front door and walked inside.

"Where's all the boxes and stuff?"
She asking looking around at the empty rooms.

"In the garage." I answer shutting and locking the door behind us.

"Now we just gotta get unpacked. It's two o'clock so we have all day and all night. Let's get to it." I clap.

By the end of the night we had gotten done the kitchen, our room and King's room.

"Thanks so much Keenan, I love you." Teyana lays in the bed next to me.
"I love you too mama, your welcome." I kiss her lips.

"My boobs hurt." She randomly says.

"That's sad." I turn on the tv because I can already tell I don't want to take part in this strange conversation.

She lays on my chest as I find a movie on On Demand for us to watch.

"Ride Along?" I suggest.

She shakes her head. "I don't really like that movie."

"Neighbors? That shit's supposed to funny." I click on the movie before she even answers. Good thing she says, "Yeah, we should watch it."

"Eww, did you fart?" Teyana moves away from me in the middle of the movie.

"The fuck? No I ain't fart. Fuck outta here." I scrunched up my face.

"Oh. I must be smelling stuff." She lays back on me, wrapping one leg around my waist and with her free hand she was steadily stroking my dick.

"Teyana watchu doing?" I chuckle staring at her.