Chapter 6

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Jermaine's POV

Hi Jermaine how's it going long time no talk...

Please not now, it can't be happening now I thought it was over

Oh no honey its not over, it never will be over at least until I'm ready to leave your sorry ass...

Dammit where are the pills where are the pills I said to my self as I tore my room up looking for my pills. This can't be happening not now man not now she can't be here !

Oh I'm here you can believe that and instead of looking for those pills u need to be looking for that kni-

A loud banging on my door cut her off , thank goodness. I walked out of my room to answer the front door. It revealed my day one nigga, Chance. We greeted each other & I welcomed him in.

We walked into the living room & sat on my couch just chilling, well just me cause Chance was too busy staring at me searching for something. "She's back isn't she?" He questioned, I started to get nervous I didn't want him to know I'm back to losing it again.

"What you mean man who's she?" I asked back laughing nervously. "Don't do that shit you know what I'm talking about, how did this happened" he replied."Man I'm clueless myself, I was just chilling  and next thing you know I hear her in my head, I'm telling you bro I thought I got rid of her long time ago." I said while looking at chance.

"Damn Jermaine was you taking the pills daily and going to therapy?" He asked. "Nah man I haven't heard from her a while I thought I got rid of her so I won't have to take them, plus you know I don't like going to that old thirsty ass therapy" I grumbled.

He gave me the stale face "nigga I know u not serious" he said "I'm serious man, all I have to do is find my pills and I'm good" I told him. "Nah nigga order newer pills and get another therapist, I don't need you going back to the crazy house on me" he said showing me that he was serious.

I never want to go back there the shit isn't made for me. Once you get in, its hard to get out and it drives you more insane. Sitting in a white room with just a bed, bathroom,  and a door. Plus the people there are crazy as fuck they make you feel like you don't belong there.

Shit I'll be damned if I go back. I can't leave my baby now that I'm attached to her I have to keep my eyes on her. I don't want no niggas talking to her nor looking at her none of that shit. I have to watch her every second.

"Alright man" I told Chance. "Alright I'm about to head out and make this drop real quick and take my ass home"he spoke. "Alright I'll catch you later tomorrow and we'll do something" I told him while walking him to the door.

"Alright" and that was it I shut the front door heading upstairs, walking to one of my private rooms in the house. Finally arriving there I sat in the black leather chair looking up at the many screens on my wall right along with pictures that's all of Tokyo, my baby.

Call me stalker, crazy, insane whatever thought I was playing when I said I have to keep an eye on her, same thing goes at school too I have kids in her grade to give me updates on her as well as some of her teachers.

Turning on the TV screens that shows Tokyo's bedroom, bathroom, closet, shower and more. I spotted her in the shower washing off, damn she just doesn't know how great her body looks. Right along with that cute ass face she have.

Soon I started to feel my Lil man waking up, I need to stop cause I don't do that jerking off shit. Shits for little kids who doesn't gets none. But soon she will get the business, and once she gets it I doubt that she turn her back on it.

Tokyo's POV

Once I was through washing up in the shower, I put my undergarments on sliding under the covers. Tomorrow Xavier and I are supposed to spend the day with each other, I miss my best friend.

I have no idea what were going to do but whatever it is I know we will be lit while were doing it. Anyway is it strange that on some days I fell like someone is watching me like a hawk? I try to push it a side but sometimes that doesn't work.

Like I just feel it in my bones something is watching me. But whatever or whoever it is will get pop if they pop up anywhere. Cause lord kno-

Being cut off by my phone ringing I answered without looking at the caller ID. "Hello?" I said into the phone waiting for the person to reply. "Wassup baby" I heard a deep voice that sound familiar. "Baby?"

I ask clearly confused of who this person calling baby. "Girl this J Cole you know my voice now" Jermaine spoke through the phone. How the hell this nigga get my digits? "Tell me something Jermaine" I said "wassup?" He replied to let me know to continue. "How did you get my number Mr. Cole?" I asked.

"I have my ways Mrs. Cole" he replied back I giggled "How come I became Mrs. Cole so fast?" I asked. "I don't know you tell me, your probably putting your spells on me trying to make me fall for you" this nigga is funny I gasp through the phone to make it sound like I was surprised at what he said.

"Well damn I guess you got me" I said "yeah can't hide shit from daddy, daddy knows everything you do" he said in kind of a dark tone, which made me look at the phone. " Nigga you are crazy" I said, I heard him sigh "tell me about it baby" he spoke.

"TOKYO I KNOW YOUR FAT ASS NOT ON THE PHONE CAKING UP KNOWING DAMN WELL YOU HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW!" my mother yelled. "Shit surprised me someone even want to talk to your ugly ass" she mumbled.

"Fuck school and suck my balls bitch" I mumbled getting comfortable in bed. I'll go to bed when I'm ready also get off this phone when I'm ready I'm eighteen years of age shit. I'm tired of her running over me nah fuck that, some things going to change in this house.

Hi guys sorry I haven't updated I have new plans for this story I want to make it a little more interesting that's way I'm taking my time with this story by typing up the chapters first like five or so then publish or you think I should do different? Comment & vote I really want to know how u feel about this story also if u have any questions just message me & I got u from there oh yeah one more thing Chance in the m/m

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