Lost In The Game

VII

Kenny POV

When I woke up the next morning, everyone was still sleeping, so I decided to cook breakfast. I mostly was cooking to get Demyya to forgive me, I really liked her. I went into Jurnee's room and peeked inside, her, Myya, & Monique was still fast asleep. I quietly closed the door and went back to the kitchen and started pulling out all the ingredients I would need.

'When you wake up before you brush your teeth, you grab your strap nigga," Future rapped as my phone rang. That ringtone indicated that James was calling me.

"Wassup bro," I answered.

"I'm surprised you up this early. What it do? Antonio and RaiShaun on the line too."

I smacked my teeth because I hated it when he didn't give me a heads up. Antonio and I were cool but he always has some slick comments to say.

"Wassup Kenny," they both said acknowledging me.

"Wassup yall," I poured some pancake mix in a bowl with two eggs and began to stir it up. Once I mixed it well enough, I poured two perfect circles of pancake mix into the hot skillet.

"So about last night?" Antonio asked as I flipped the pancakes over and then I cut the bacon and placed them inside the oven.

"Yeah, it was pretty epic," I spoke up.

"Definitely a night to remember," James said laughing

"Hell yeah. I had sex with DeMyya fine ass. Her body is certainly filling out in all the right places.

I was taken aback at the mention of Demyya having sex with someone other than me. I thought she was a virgin before me and now she just gave herself to anybody. I was furious, to say the least, but I didn't want to show anger or hurt.

"You lying bro. What?!" Antonio yelled and you could hear someone in his background telling him to shut up.

I hung up and turned off the stove and went upstairs to Jurnee room.

"DeMyya," I said slanging the door open. They slept on Jurnee's king-size bed, comfortably. Demyya was at the end on right, while Monique was in the middle, leaving Jurnee on the left side.

"Demyya," I called out again walking over towards her.

She slept so peaceful and looked so innocent. The way the sun glistened on her face, slightly showed her dimples. She was so beautiful and I almost forgot I was mad at her. I shook her until she looked up at me.

"Huh?" She barely could mumble as she sat up. "What's wrong? Is my momma okay?" she asked fumbling out the bed looking for some clothes.

"Your momma is fine as far as I know but this aint about her. Come here," I instructed, leading her out of my sister's room before the other two woke up.

I walked her down the hall to my room and walked inside with her trailing me. "You came and interrupted my sleep, you better start talking and fast," Demyya said yawning.

"We need to talk about something," I started off like a typical nigga.

"And this couldn't have waited until I got up? Got me in hear with hot breath, sleep in my eyes and crust on my face. Boyyy."

Demyya turned around and left my room. I followed behind her, thinking of how to bring the conversation up. "Why are you following me? Can't we talk about this later?"

"I just wanna know how the party was last night. That's all."

"Really, Kenny? You're pissing me off. Its too early for all that," she scoffed. She went into the bathroom and closed the door. "Wake me up at 8 o'clock to ask about a damn party," I heard her mumble from inside the bathroom.

I should leave the conversation alone, but I'm not. I deserve an answer and I will get it now.