My Drug Dealer (Re-editing)

Episode 17

Ryan POV

"Ahh~~" I arch my back from the pleasure that I'm receiving. "Trey, don't stop." He looks at me and smirks. "Mmm~~ That's not my name baby." He grunts in my ear. "Ryan I'm close."

"Me too."

"Ryan... Ryan... Ryan!" I wake up looking at my mom with my face red. Did I just have a wet dream of Trey? Did she hear me? Will she tell my father? Will he hit me again? "Your father needs to talk to you. So hurry and get dressed and don't make him wait. You know how he hates waiting." She says with an emotionless tone.

She walks out of the room and I sigh in relief. She didn't hear me, okay thats good. What could he possibly want to talk to me about? Unless it's about Bob he doesn't talk to me at all. Shaking my thoughts away I grab my phone. To my surprise Trey texted me first and I smile at the text. I unlock my phone and open the text.

Trey💙: Good morning baby. I can't wait for our date tonight

I blush texting him back. He's letting it be surprise.

Ryan💖: Good morning babe and I can't wait either

I get off the bed walking to the closet with my phone in my hand.

Trey💙: Wyd rn?

Ryan💖: I'm getting ready to talk to my father. Getting dressed right now :)

I put the phone down putting on my black pants.

Incoming FaceTime from Trey💙

I smile accepting the FaceTime. "Let me see your face baby." I grab my phone showing my face. "I wanna see your smile, can you smile for me baby?" I slowly smile and he returns the smile showing all his white teeth and his dimples. He's so handsome with his dreads put up in a ponytail. And his abs gains my attention. I look at his arms. The arms that I wish to have wrapped around me pulling me close. I want to cuddle him now. I wonder if he's having wet dreams of me too. Should I ask him? No, then I would be embarrassed. 

I regain my thoughts as Trey calls my name. "You done checking me out baby? I know Im sexy and all but damn baby." I blush putting the phone down hearing him chuckle. I put on a white polo shirt. "Hey baby I'ma call you later. Boss Man keep calling me." I nod as he hangs up. I finish getting ready and then I go downstairs. "Your late."

I look down sitting at the dining table feeling my father's cold glare. "I-Im sorry. I was fixing my hair. " I think I need to trim it anyway. It's getting long. 

"Your hair looks okay to me." I should take that as a compliment but I don't. "Thank you. " He hums in response. "I only caled you down here to tell you that me and your mother is going to Paris for a business trip. So we might be gone for 4 months."

I nod as he opens his mouth again. "You will stay here and finish school. Do I make myself clear?" I nod. "Words." I clear my throat looking at him. "Yes sir." He nods and walks out of the room. "Ryan, I just want you to know that I am sorry that we put you through this." I look up surprised to see my mother with her hand on top of mines. "I know how much you like this... boy and I'm not mad at you. I don't approve but I'm not mad at you. Just... be careful around him. He's a drug dealer and he could hurt you."

"I'm sorry if he doesn't have the lifestyle that you want mother. But he's not dangerous. He takes care of me. He likes me for me." She nods and hugs me. I slowly wrap my arms around her and I smile. "Have fun in Paris mother."

Trey POV

"Siah come on bro I need your help." I beg Messiah as he eats his cereal. I don't know how he can eat Cinnamon Toast Crunch. "What's gonna be in it for me?" He asks me looking at me pouring more cereal in his bowl. Fat ass. "$400. " I know how he love money so he can't reject that. "500." I look at him crazy. "450."

"550." I lightly push him. "480 nigga." He nods continuing his cereal. "Good with me." I sigh. "So, why are you doing this?"

"Because I wanna actually ask him out. I don't wanna ask him out in bed."

"But didn't you do that? " I nod. "Yeah, but that don't count. He basically still single if you look at it. I want everyone especially that bitch ass nigga Chris to know that Ryan is mine." He looks at me placing his bowl to the side.

"Speaking of Chris, have you heard from him?" I shake my head. I haven't seen that pussy ass nigga since I beat his ass 2 weeks ago. "Nah I haven't seen him and I don't give a fuck where he at." He shakes his head disapprovingly as someone knocks on the door. I look at Messiah. And Messiah signals to the door. "Get the door nigga."

"Why I gotta get the door? Its your house nigga." I say as I go to the door. "Who is it?"

"It's Chelsea." I look at Messiah and he stands up. "Who is it?"

"Chelsea." I whisper out opening the door seeing her in red shorts, and a red tank top. Her hair wrapped up in a ponytail. With Chris Jr. in her hand. Yeah she definitely give out vibes as a crazy baby mama. "Do yall know where Chris at? " She asks popping her gum. "We don't know where that nigga at. Why you aint check his house?"

She rolls his eyes. "I did but he ain't there." I sigh as Messiah comes up to the door. "What's wrong?"

"She say she looking for Chris." Messiah looks at her. "Have you tried calling him?" She nods. "Yeah but he ain't answer. I don't know if yall got him hiding but tell him that he needs to take CJ is sick." She turns around and walks away with CJ blabbering in her hand. 

"What you think he doing!" I scrunch up my face. "Nigga how the fuck should I know? You gotta think about it. This is Chris and you know how he is."