My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 7

*Jazzy POV*

I woke up and heard Santo in the shower. I smiled and sat up. I'mma just lay down for a little bit. I cut the TV on and went to the music station. Ayo by Chris Brown was on. I was singing along and shortly after, Santo came out with sweat pants on and some water still on his chest and hair. "Good morning, beautiful." Santo said, kissing my cheek. I smiled. "Morning, handsome." I said back.

Santo sat on the bed. "You not gon get up?" He asked. I looked at him like he was crazy. "You know good and well I'm not leaving this bed before nine." I told him. Santo chuckled and picked me up bridal style. He carried me in the bathroom and cut the bath tub on. Once it was full, he put bubbles in it and then undressed me before setting me in it. It felt good.

After my bath, I put my bra and panties on then put on my lotion before dressing in sweats and a tank top. I brushed my hair and teeth then pulled my hair in a ponytail. "Baby, hurry up. We gotta head home." Santo said from the other side of the bathroom door. I opened the door and he fell in the bathroom. It made a 'BANG' sound. "Ah, shit." Santo said. He had hit his head on the tub. I put my hands over my mouth. "Oh my gosh, baby, I am so sorry. Are you okay?" I asked. Santo rubbed his head and flipped on his back before sitting up. "I don't know." He said. I busted out laughing and he glared at me. So, I tried to stop.

"I'm sorry, I have never seen you fall before." I said, laughing. I calmed down and got on my knees to check his head. I touched it and he winced. "Don't got to sleep for an hour and there is gonna be a big knot. It's already forming." I told him. I went to stand up but he pulled me back down and kissed me. "I love you. Thank you." He said. I smiled. "I love you too. Now, we gotta go home. Where is my bag?" I asked. He smiled. "Everything of yours and mine are in the car already." Santo informed me. I smiled, he's so sweet.

-Skipping to when they get home-

Santo gave me one long and passionate kiss. "I love you, baby girl." Santo said.

"I love you too." I told him. Then we got out the car and grabbed our stuff before walking in the house. "Jazzy, can I talk to you? Please." Ray said. I smiled. "Nah, it's okay I accept the fact you don't want me with the love of my life. We don't have to talk about it." I told him. Ray looked hurt. Santo and I are the ones that are hurt.

"Jazzy, I'm sorry he's just too old." Ray said. I scoffed. "Ray, he's two years older. TWO. Now, I really don't want to talk about this." I said, getting a little mad. "Well, he is a player." Ray tried. I scoffed again. "He ain't ever played anyone. Now, I'm done talking about this. I have to accept the fact that my brother doesn't want me dating his friend, who I love, because your image as a role model will be ruined. Well, news flash for you, it's never been a very good one!" I snapped. Ray sat back down.

"Jazmine, I'm really sorry about setting you up." Jacob said. Tears pricked my eyes. "No, Jacob. No, just, just no." I said. He tried to keep talking but, I started crying. "Why would you bring that up?" I asked crying. Santo walked downstairs and saw me. Then he sat next to me and wrapped his arms around me and let me cry on. "What did you do?" Santo asked clearly angry. "I don't know. We were talking and she started crying." Jacob explained.

Santo looked at me. "Look at me. Look in my eyes, Jazzy." Santo said. I did. "Calm down before you have an asthma attack. Deep breaths." He said, doing it with me. I finally got my breathing calmed down and Santo said, "What do you get when you cross a snowman and a vampire?" We both smiled and yelled, "FROSTBITE!" Then laughed. It's cheesy but it's always made me laugh since we were younger. Every time I got upset, that's what Santo does to cheer me up.

"You good now?" Santo asked. I nod and he kisses my forehead. Then he looked at Ray and said, "Sorry, bro. I was just happy she didn't have an asthma attack." Ray nods and tears up. "I didn't even know she had asthma." He admitted. I just looked away. "I do. Santo took me to the doctor when I was 13 and we found out." I informed him. Santo stood up. "Jazzy, you want something to eat?" Santo asked. I nod and he helps me up.