Jah (XXXTENTACION fanfic)

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TRIGGER WARNING!!! From now on Chapters will most likely contain Mentions and scenes of Drugs, self harm, suicide, sex (though there's already been 2 smut scenes he he) and more sensitive topics. If any of that triggers you please don't proceed, I don't want anyone to fell any type of bad way while reading this. Ii will be putting a trigger warning notice on each chapter that contains it, but if I forget, it's purely cuz I forgot, not to be inconsiderate in any way. Thank you.

Kali POV

I wrap my arms around Trippie's neck, and kiss him. Me and him aren't exactly together, but for the last couple months we've been hooking up and acting pretty exclusive.

He kisses me back and grabs my ass. I pull away and grin. He gives me a suggestive look and I nod, giggling.

He pulls me into a nearby bathroom, going past people doing lines and smoking anything that can be smoked.

He locks the door and kisses my neck roughly. I let out a small moan as he makes his way down to my collar. He lifts me up into the sink and pulls down my shorts. He rubs me through my panties and I moan loudly this time. He starts sucking on my clit and I grab his dreads to steady myself. This nigga felt good.

He pulls away and slips his trousers off. He pulls his dick out, and starts pushing it into me. I throw my head back in pleasure and almost scream. He kisses me to keep my quiet. I bite my lip as he goes deeper, hitting all the spots. He keeps going, and then grins when I cum. I smile and get in my knees.

He sighs happily as I put him in my mouth. He shoves his hand on the back of my head, causing him to hit the back of my throat. I gag, and then I feel a warm liquid, so I swallow. I get up and he pulls his pants back up. I put my shorts back on and he quickly plants a kiss on each of my breasts, before leaving the bathroom.

I stay behind to freshen up, and so it's not so obvious we were both in here together. I re do my make up and move my hair to hide the hickeys. I smile to myself.

Trippie great and all, and the sex is amazing, but we just don't have that passion, that hunger me and Jah had. With me and Trip, we just kinda hooked up and then went back to being friends until we end up fucking again the next day. Which is fine cuz he ain't my mans. I don't really wanna date anybody right now.

Apart from Jahseh. I think it's time to admit to myself that I just want to go back to before either moved, and I was still in Lauderhill, not sneaking out hella early in the morning and then still being able to see Jah and Stoke the next day. But nope. I done fucked up that night. I just want Jah back.

I pull a bottle of Percocet out of my purse and crush 2 on top of the counter. I make 3 lines and get out a dollar bill. I roll that and inhale 1 line. I immediately feel light. Like all the sadness of missing Jah is gone. I inhale the 2nd line and feel even better, like I'm on a motherfucking cloud. I swear every time I get high, it just gets better. Just as I'm about to Inhale the final line, I hear rowdy shouting from the lounge.

What the fuck?

As I go to open the door, it swings open and I see him. Jahseh fucking Onfroy. Even though his dreads are white now, I still recognise every tattoo on his face and body. I kinda freeze when he quickly shuts the door behind him and then turns to face me.

"Kali..." he says out of breath. Why the fuck is this nigga out of breath?

"What do you want Jah?" I say coldly. Why the fuck am I being cold to him, acting like I haven't been thinking about him every day for 2 years?

"I kinda... fucked up... Trippie" he says between breaths. He leans against the shelf and catches his breath.

"WHAT!? YOU BEAT UP MY NIGGA?!" I scream at him, not caring who hears. Of course, trip isn't my nigga, but it's better than saying 'a friend who is only romantic toward me when he wants to fuck.'

He nods, finally breathing at a steady rate.
"He walked out of that bathroom like he owned the world. I don't know what came over me, I just launched at him." He says calmly.

"But why? What him and I do is nun of yo business nigga!" I exclaim. His face drops a little.

"But I want it to be, Kali. I want to be him who takes you into bathrooms to fuck, who goes on tour with you, who holds you when you're feeling numb." His voice breaks. "Why did you run from Us? Why did you leave me and ski to go become a druggie in Chicago?"

I stutter, not wanting to have this conversation right now. "I left cuz... I fell in love with Chicago." I mutter.

"Bullshit you bitch, don't fucking lie to me!" He yells. I stare at him wide eyed, shocked. His eyes look darker, almost black. The energy around him has completely changed. This isn't Jahseh anymore. I'm talking to X. I've only ever met X once, and luckily it was when he was protecting me in Juvie.

"You left me, and jah bitch! All alone, sticking in our feelings with no one to talk to! Motherfucker I cut my wrists over you! He cut his wrists over you! All cuz, what? You were too pussy to face Jah and tell him how you felt? So you ran away To another state, cuz you didn't want to admit it was so easy just to take 3 god damn busses to Lauderhill!" X screams at me. Tears come to my eyes. I blink them away, not letting him see me cry.

"Yes, ok!? I was too pussy to see him! I didn't want to admit that I had real ass feelings for him! Leaving broward county was the hardest thing u ever had to do! And it hurts even more cuz I didn't even try to stay. I just went with it! But so fucking what if I was too pussy? Jahseh wasn't. Isn't. I hoped Jah would have enough sense to come see me. But no! So I stopped calling, cuz he stopped calling! And I ran I Chicago hoping to find a way to fill the empty space next to me I wished was him! " I scream back at him. He keeps a calm face. How!?

Ngl I love him went Jahseh leaves and X takes over. It's just pure aggression, no common sense. No compassion.

"Yeah you right. You didn't stop things. You just went along your rich ass way to Jacksonville and stated dropping songs for a random nigga! So yeah, we went in wit our life cuz we saw you was better off without a weird nigga by yo side slowing you down." He yells

"Random songs? X, I made that song for you. And Jahseh. God, maybe you should go back to school. It was so obvious that I made that for you. And as for the you slowing me down shit!? Nigga you mo famous than me! You got a damn mansion for fuck sake! I don't got that yet! I only just got signed. And the fact that you cut off contact wit me completely over that assumption means you don't know me at all" I thought that last line would bring back reasonable, normal Jah. But no.

In fact, it may have made shit worse. X grabs my neck and pushes me against the wall. I'm scared for a moment, untill I feel Jahsehs lips crash into mine

Finally.