Anxiety

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A week later....

Sunday Night

****** Jairus ******

"You comfortable enough?" I asked Kendra as she moved into different positions around my body with her my body seeming like it was attached to mines.

Kendra had called me after, I got out of church and told me she wanted to come over. That's my girl and I ain't have to go to work so of course, I didn't mind. My parents were out for the night at some revival at the church and my brother was back at his university, so we had the whole house to ourselves. I watched as she laid on her stomach facing the TV while her legs were wrapped around my lower waist. I had my back against the headboard of the bed and enjoyed having her body so close to mines.

"Ooo , I cant watch this ! This part sad as hell!" She said covering her eyes.

"Girl, Uncover them damn eyes." I told her.

"Daddy you have to be nice to mommy because I said so." The little girl on the movie said. The father stared back at her and for a split second you can see the father accepting the request his daughter made. His son then joined them beside the chair and the man with scruffy beard and built body frame looked up at the women on the other side of the room.... the mother. "We could be a family! All you just have to do is marry me." He said. The women looked distressed as she looked at him and cried, "We got other things to worry about than marriage boa, now give me my kids." She softly let out. Then the man went into a rage about how the kids werent his'. He was CRAZY! He busted out the windows in their apartment and the children hung on for dear life on their father fingers as many apartment residences watched them seconds from a 3 story fall from their father's hands.

"Omg THIS IS IT!" Kendra squealed.

The kids fell and Kendra hopped up and put her face into my chest. I laughed and Kendra looked up at me.

"What you laughing at nigga?" She asked.

"Im laughing at you!" I responded.

"What! That is really sad. You know i'm emotional."

She was right. Kendra, under the craziness.. was a pure softy. That's probably why I felt like I could handle her. People would say, "You can't handle Kendra crazy ass.". People would say a lot because i'm a nigga from the suburbs and shit. But I had a certain power over Kendra that could turn her from ghetto to glam and I used my 'power' to the best of my ability.

"Can we change the movie?" Kendra asked.

"Nahh, this one about to end babe!" I told her.

"I know, but I wanna watch something more romantic. Like Love & Basketball or Poetic Justice."

I watched as she patted her eye's. Those movies were like the guide to love for every black hood girl. If you were from the hood, then you grew up on them movies. So you know I aint never seen no shit like that. I was thinking more of Titanic, but I kept my mouth shut. I didnt wanna seem more white than I already was known to be.

"Why you trynna watch all this lovey dovey shit!" I sucked my teeth and sighed.

"Cause, Im with my babes and we do this lovey dovey shit!" She said before crawling to kiss me on my cheek.

The kisses then began to lead from my cheek to my mouth leaving a small wet trail behind them. She sat above my legs and faced me before leaning in to give me a session of tongue war. We got deep into the kiss until she leaned back and looked at me.

"Jairus, Im in love with you."

****** Robert ******

The TV shown bright against my face and as the day went on it just seemed like the shows went from boring, to more boring, to even more boring. It was now going on to 8:00 and I wanted to get out of the damn house. I had been lounging around all day and now I just wanted to get out. My phone unlocked and I began to scroll down until our text thread popped up. I clicked on the thread and began texting.