June 9th, 2022
Same Day
Semaj Shaude Brown
"Don't touch it nigga" I told De.
Opening my room door, I glanced at Yari lying across my bed. She doesn't look back at me, she just watching something on the TV. I gently closed the door behind me. She shifted her left leg, leaving an opening between her thighs.
As bad as I wanna touch on her, I'm not. I'm still surprised she let me touch her in the car. She was wet as hell too. Shit, she tasted good from what I got off my fingers. Shaking my head, I pushed the thought of touching her to the back of my head. She has her natural hair out and it looks good as fuck. She looks good as fuck.
"You changing?" I slapped her ass.
"Ow bitch" she quickly turned to look at me.
"Why I gotta be a bitch?"
"Why the fuck you hit me that hard?" She rubbed where I slapped.
"I ain't hit you that hard" I waved her off.
I headed to my closet to find her something to change into. She kept pulling down her dress on the way up. I just assumed she was uncomfortable when De and Heem showed up.
"Yes, you did. It stings"
I grabbed an old gray sweat suit off the hanger. Pulling Yari's ringing phone from my pocket, I read the caller ID.
"Dade Correctional Institution" I mumbled.
I looked behind me to see if she was coming. I answered the phone and put it on speaker.
"This is a call from Dade County Correctional Institution from inmate Carlos Anthony. Press one to accept this call"
I pressed one. Soon after I heard footsteps quickly approaching behind me.
"Wassup princess" a male voice spoke.
"Yo, who this?" I said turning around.
"Give me that" Yari tried to snatch her phone from me.
"¿Quién carajo eres tú?"
I pulled my arm away from her. "The fuck is Carlos?"
"That's my fadda, now give it here," she said with a slight accent. She jumped on me and snatched her phone.
"Hi papá," I said out of breath.
"princesa ¿Quién diablos era ese?"
She took the phone off speaker and put it to her face. While she was speaking in Spanish, she pushed me out of the closet. She tried closing the door in my face, but I put my foot in the door.
"Nigga move" she kicked my foot.
Shaking my head I went and sat on the bed. I'm confused as hell right now. I ain't know she spoke Spanish. She only told me her mom was from Antigua, so I knew about her little accent. But her pops being in prison new to me too. Guess she ain't want me to know bout that.
