My Brother Best Friend

"Happy Birthday" my aunt Ritta said as she served me breakfast in bed. Pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon, grits , and a bowl of fruit. Yummy.

"Thanks" I said hugging her. She always makes my day but today was special because of course it's my golden birthday. I'm 19 now bitches.

"Here" she said giving me a little box. "I have to go, I will try to make it to yo party tonight. But have fun" she said walking to the door.

"Where you going? And where is Corey? I asked

"I got to make a few stops then work and Corey is in the living room" she responded and I nodded.

"Thanks again" I said smiling at her

" You welcome" she said and left.

Corey was my brothers best friend. after my brother and dad died 3 years ago in a shoot out dealing with drugs, Corey has been taking care of me. As for my mom, my parents got a divorce when I was 15 because my mom was a alcoholic and she left and never seen her again.

Corey is 21. Tall as fuck with hella tats, buff, light skin with waves and swag. He is like a brother to me so nun of that lovey stuff, plus if I did then I don't think he would feel the same about me.

Anyways me and my brother always been close and I miss him and my dad. They always was there for me and vice versa. My dad and brother was in the drug game That's why he was known around the city, my dad was Called "Big D" and my brother "Lil D". They was all I had and know I have nobody but Corey. Sometimes I feel like a burden on him but he swears I'm not.

Enough about thats. I finished my breakfast and took a shower and brushed my teeth. When my dad died he left me the house and millions so I'm straight but I'm still in college trying to get a fashion degree. I love fashion.

The name is Neveah and I'm now 19. I'm short as hell, so people call me little bit. Ion really care but don't let the shortness fool ya. I can throw down, but I'm not the one to start drama. I'm light skin, I resemble my brother so much,but I'm just a little darker, thick in all the right places, most people say I got a baby face, I rather have a baby face then a wrinkled one.I got a few tats but I can cover them up.

I walked in my closest to find some clothes to wear. Since I really wasn't doing nothing major. I decided on my love pink black jogging pants, a white beater with a cheetah bra with thong to match, my black north face jacket and to top it off with my black, white and gray Jordan's. I threw my hair into a messy bun and walked down steps and saw Corey and his fine ass best friend on the couch smoking a blunt. Since Corey been in the drug, I never spend time with him any more. This is actually my first time seeming him in a month. So I'm excited to see him.

"You know you not supposed to be smoking in my damn living room" I said smirking and he smacked his lips. I walked over to him and grabbed the blunt and took a long drag and gave it back.

"Thats how you treat me" he said and i chuckled. He got up and have me a big hug lifting me off the ground. "Happy Birthday lil sis" he said and let me go.

"Thanks Cor" I said smiling that's my nickname for him.

"How old you is now" Corey friend Reggie was buff, dark skin, a nice smile. But the thing that turned me off was all the damn chains around his neck. He is defiantly not my type but I like to flirt.

"19" I said answering my question

"You almost old enough to stomp with the big dogs" he said smirking

"Wateva" I said "So you coming to my party tonight?" I asked not paying attention to Corey who was in my kitchen eating everything.

"I didn't get a invite" he responded looking me up and down licking his lips. Damn, he lips look eatable right now.