Islan-Dise

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Boon
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"Who would though?" We both sit on my bedroom floor.

"Me, Islan, your other siblings and Tre." Zay massages my foot.

I lay my head against the wall. I try balling my fist but it's still painful. I feel Zay's eyes on me. "Um good."

"I agreed for you to not go to the hospital but I am having my friend do a house call to look at that. You probably fractured it."

"I ain't wanna like him."

"You don't mean that."

"Fuck if I don't. I get yo ass wanna see all good things when it comes to me, but I wanted to kill his ass." I say between clenched teeth.

"I believe it was more hurt but you blanket it with anger. It's okay to admit that your dad hurt you. Although, now we know the truth."

"Told you that bitch ain't my fuckin dad." I glare at him.

"Fair enough." He moves to my other foot, pushing his fingers deep into my arch. "But he did want to at certain point."

We both look at my phone ringing. "Wish Islan neva gave this nigga my number."

"Chace still calling?"

"Sayin he sorry and shit. Ion believe he ain't know my dad was comin. Feel like he set that shit up with his stupid ass daddy."

"He swore to you he didn't. I believe him and it all worked out."

"I ain't got smoke with Chace, but I just felt like I was given the chance to see if I even wanted to meet that man. And I didn't want to." I take my foot off Zay's lap.

I tried avoiding his face because I knew he was looking at me with them doughy brown eyes. Once I gaze into them I can never free myself. How he was able to have me fall is still a mystery. "Wine?"

"You think that shit fixes everything."

"Well, we could always fuck but I am very concerned about that hand. It looks blue and swollen."

I kiss my teeth. "This lil shit would not get into the way of me diggin in that ass. Don't try me like that."

"I'm just gonna go fix you some anyways. You say all that stuff and still finish yours before mine. I think it's growing on you." He smirks and hops up.

"Aye," I lean forward.

"Yeah," he turns around.

"Walk away slow...you know I like seeing it from the back." I lick my lips.

I watch as he blushes. Then he turns back towards the door and walks away at a slow pace. "Slow enough?"

"Mmhm, loving my clothes on you too."

Flash back

"Na, hold on Angel before you go out there and-"