Its been a month and I can finally wear two shoes again. It's also the day of the Halloween dance which is hosted by my mother in law Ms. Gracie. The squad is having a basketball game until Ms. Gracie shoos us out so she can decorate for the dance. "You have our tickets?" Naiya asked wrapping her arms around me from the back. "Duh... now what are we wearing?" I ask. "Uhhh those matching leather sleeve shirts with the matching joggers... and our concords" she smiled. "Alright I'll pick you up around 7?" I smile. "Yeah" she winks before walking away.
I drive over to her house in my all black Hummer H3 with spinning rims. 'Come outside' I text. And about 3 minutes later out comes Naiya looking thick as hell in her outfit.
"You look nice" I say as she gets in. "Negro, you look exactly the same" she says reaching for the radio dial.
I place my hand far up her thigh and rub until she finds a song which was 'Exchange' by Bryson Tiller. She grabbed my hand and pushed it onto the center console. She laced her fingers in mine.
"Remember when we got these tattoos babe?" She fixed her eyes on our arms. Our arms had each others names enscribed.
"Is that a new one?" She said pulling down my shirt. "Oh yeah its just a lion" i shrug. She bites her lip and buckles her seatbelt as a drive off. " I wish we were parents" she sighs leaning back into the seat. " Me too baby but we have to finish high school... only got like 6 more months". She shrugs and we ride in silence.
When we get to the Greyfield Teen Center it is packed and already smells like arm pit and ass. We spot Monae breaking DJ off to 'Red Nose'. And look over and see Dani breaking off Michael. "I thought you were finna pick us up?" Shouts Donny. "Oh my bad bro" we exchange a handshake and Naiya goes to get a drink. "If you don't hurry up" I yell. "Chris... how am i supposed to do a good job if my mouth isn't...wet" she wiggles her ass and gulps her juice down. By the time we get in the middle 'She all about the Shmoney' by Rowdy Rebel is playing. All i can really tell you is that for 2 minutes and fifty one seconds that ass was flying in a circle.
She stands up as 'Gangnam style' comes on so the nerds can make their way to the middle to enjoy their three minutes before we show them how its done again. "Chris!!" Yells Shayla who has a polo hat on with a crop top and ripped jeans "Whats good Shay?" I yell throwing my hands up "I was just about to ask you and Naiy-" she was cut off by two gangsters who were arguing. "Get low and hurry up" i said. BANG! he shot. Everyone ran, I grabbed Naiya and Shayla and ran.
Outside I saw Donny in handcuffs and Kylah arguing with an officer. "Whoa whats the problem here man?" I say approaching the officer. "Back up nigga" he pushes me. " I know he did not just push me" I walk away for a hot second and come back. "So i need you to unlock my friend sir because we was in there having a good time and he didnt do anything" "Babe stop talking to the police" Naiya mumbles "This is not worth your life fuck them, Donny'll be out tomorrow" she rubs her arms. "Donny you gon' be okay? I'll pick you up tomorrow".
I get in the car and turn the radio dial. Naiya slams the door and smacks my hand off of the dial. "WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM?" I say. She buckles up and stares out the windshield. "Are you serious right now Naiya? Please tell me what i did wrong"
I ask. "Nothing". "So then whats the issue?" "I could have lost you... that nigga coulda shoved a cap in your head" she cries "I don't ever want you to leave my side, okay?" She wipes he tears. "Okay".
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Cuffing Season
RomanceCuffing Season is a drama and romance about Chris Averson and Naiya Graham surviving the long and treacherous "Cuffing Season". Each character is loosely based off of a real person.