Nothing Like Us

chapter 14

"Za." I snap jokingly as I toss my cell aside on the coffee table "You plan on finishing that shit any time soon so we can smoke, or you just gonna fuck around for another hour or two?"

He lurches forward in his seat as if he's going to hit me and then laughs when I just raise my eyebrows without flinching. "Yeah, you think you hard Bieber?"

"I know I'm hard, now give it to me, you take too damn long." I reach out for the blunt but he pulls back.

"Calm your shit, dick...I got it. But what the fuck yo? Where'd you and Bobbi sneak off to last night? You never came back downstairs." He drags the tip of his tongue along the seam of the blunt to seal it, fixing me with a suspicious 'I know what you were up to' look.

"Bible study." I reply as if I'm completely serious.

He bursts into laughter again and then finally lights the blunt "I've heard ya'll mother fuckers...ain't nothing religious about it."

I shake my head "Sure there is."

He passes it off to me "Yeah? How's that?"

I take a long hit and rasp my answer while holding it in "Cause I make her see god."

Instantly he's doubled over, silent laughter shaking his shoulders for a moment before he rises up with his hand fisted at his mouth to find me laughing right along with him, which only sets us off further. We're catching our breath when Twist appears in the doorway, asking "What's so fuckin' funny?" with an upward jerk of his chin.

Za points at me with the end of the lighter he's still holding "This dick's lyin' out his ass again...his shit's outta control. Help me beat his ass bro..."

Twist nods as if he's in, but grips my shoulder in greeting as he passes to settle onto the couch and smacks Za on the side of the head before focusing in on me once again "You game tonight?"

He doesn't have to elaborate "Yeah. What's the plan?"

"Same as always." He says without looking up from his phone "I told everyone to turn up around 10. You good with that?"

"Yeah, keep your shit together tonight tho...spilling drinks and shit." I shake my head, pretending to be disappointed.

"I'm not making any promises because..." He pauses, pulls a tiny Ziploc bag out of his pocket, tosses it down on the table and then leans back.

"Whatcha got there bro?" I ask, catching Za's eye, silently asking him to join in on the fun of fuckin with Twist "Viagra?"

"Hate to break it to you Twist..." Za begins sadly "but Viagra gets your dick hard, doesn't make it any bigger, so you're still fucked."

Twist grabs hold of the crotch of his jeans and jerks it around "If anything, I need to lose an inch or two...scares the bitches off." He points to the baggie "Mollys. Good shit too. They're gonna fuck your days up!"

Za grabs it up first, popping three into his mouth before handing it to me.

I hesitate for a second and then figure 'fuck it' and place three on my tongue as well, washing them down with a large swig of beer.

"Where's Bobbi?" Twist asks, looking around before raising his voice "Aye Bobbi! Get your fine ass down here..I brought you something!"

"Shut the fuck up!" I hiss urgently.

He looks genuinely confused "What?"

"Don't you say a fuckin' word to her about it..." I order, eyeing the staircase to see if she's heading down "She'll lose her mind if she finds out I'm rolling with this shit wrapped around my ankle." I gesture towards my house arrest monitor.