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Jaylah
Christian is my rock. This boy always find a way to put a smile on my face. All I needed in my life was a friend. I had one before, but she was fake as shit so I beat the shit outta her. She knew I didn't like people playing with my emotions. Christian understands me as a person. That's how I know to trust him more and more. Maybe you can even say I like him.
"Why is your pants so tight, little girl?" My dad said breaking me out of my thoughts.
"I'm 18. Don't call me a little girl." I groaned. Christian was standing behind me.
"But there's a guest here." My dad glared at Christian.
"Christian is fine. He knows how to control his hormones and Christian is always here."
"I thought I told you to stay away from my daughter, Christian." I rolled my eyes.
"Christian can hangout with me all he wants." I spoke up. I'm tired him bullying Christian.
"Your sister never disrespects me like you do." He said.
"She's irrelevant at the moment. You know what, good bye." I brought Christian to my room. "I'm going to go take a shower. Be back in thirty minutes."
"Alright." Christian said.
After my shower I heard a thud on the wall outside of my room.
Christian
I had to go use the bathroom and Jay was in her's so I had go find another one. On my way down to the closest bathroom, Zero slammed me on the wall.
"What did I tell you last time at the trap house?"
"To stay away from your daughter." I said. I really didn't want to test his patience because he is the person that can legitimately beat my ass in a fight.
"Exactly. So why the hell are you hanging around her?"
"Because she's my friend." I shrugged. Her I go testing his patience again.
"Before she started going to that school, I told you to keep an eye on her. Not fucking catch feelings for my daughter." I stared at him. I really did feel some way about her. Jaylah is beautiful, caring, and funny. He laughed. "Aw white boy really do have a crush on my daughter." So the fuck what. I ain't ashamed.
"Why don't you trust me around your daughter? I'm your best seller. I get all of your jobs done. I've even done a good job looking out for Jaylah when you were gone. You know I would never do anything degrading to her."
He grabbed my collar and pushed me on the wall harder. "Because, white boy, I don't want you want to break my little girl's heart. I know our relationship isn't one hundred percent, but that's still my seed. It's still my job to protect her."
"Jaylah is eighteen. I think it's time for you to let her off her leash. Zero, I protected my mom from time I was born, And she's a drug addict, I know I'm more than capable of protecting your daughter."
He sighed and let me go. "You must really like her." I nodded. I never felt this way about a girl before. Not even for my ex. "You get one chance. She comes home crying because of you, your gonna have a slow painful death, understand." I nodded. "And don't be making babies and shit. I'm 38 years old, I don't need any grandchildren running around yet."
"You have my word." He nodded.
"Look Christian, you've been working with me for five years, and I never said this to you before. I'm proud of the man you've become. But you tell anyone I said that, I shooting you."
"Thanks Zero." I said before I made my way back to Jaylah's room.
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Jaylah
Yes, I was eavesdropping. I had hella questions going through my head. Christian likes me? My dad is Christian's boss? And Christian knew my dad was a drug dealer? What the hell? Why didn't my dad tell me? This is too much to process.
I heard foot steps I grabbed my clothes and lotion and headed to the bathroom. I came out lotioned up wearing a Harvard tee shirt and some spandex shorts. Christian was laying my bed looking at me hungrily.
"Damn Christian, can I get my body back?" He laughed.
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***Friday Night***
🕶White Boy♠️: be ready in 10 minutes. I'm on my way
💋Jay🙆🏾: are we riding on your dumb ass motorcycle?
🕶White Boy♠️: yes and you better not complain
💋Jay🙆🏾: 😒 better bring a helmet
🕶White Boy♠️: don't worry sweet heart. You'll be fine 😁
From: 💋Jay🙆🏾:😭😭😭
🕶White Boy♠️: 😘😘😘
I decided to wear a grey cardigan, a white crop top, black leggings, and my combat boots. I decided to curl my now black weave and did my makeup. By the time I was finished, my housekeeper told me Christian was harassing her. I sprayed a little pure seduction and went down stairs.
"How the fuck you going to come to my house and harass my housekeeper? I don't know if I should let her kick your ass." I scolded at him.
"You were taking too long." I looked at him up and down. He was wearing a black tee shirt on, blue jeans and black vans. His muscles were bulging right out of her shirt.
"You could have waited." He rolled his eyes. "You know this is my first time seeing you not wearing that leather jacket."
"I know, I wanted to look snazzy for my date" I rolled my eyes. "Shall we?" I linked my arm around his.
"We shall." I smiled and he escorted me out of my house.
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