Interlude (n): is defined as an intervening or interruptive period, space, or event. These intervals in time are often accompanied by new experiences, new memories, or new people. But, in Bryson's case, it's all the above. (Updates every Friday)
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You're always on my mind When you come around I get shy When I see u, when I see u
When I See You x Fantasia
I knew the second Mackai pulled up. My ears perked up at the sound of that loud ass Jaguar Coupe he loved so much. The atmosphere was so heavy, I was glad to hear that nigga pull up. It was always heavy when we talked about that bitch, Keisha.
My poor brother was still in love with her trifling ass and it was so obvious. A part of me found it cute, but that probably was the hopeless romantic in me. This woman had put him through hell, and all he wanted her to do was come back to him. The shit was disgustingly cute. Then the other 95% of me wanted to dial that number and tell that bitch to give me her address so I could pull up. Alright, more like 99.8% but whatever.
I rolled my eyes at Juju's running through the house with her loud ass mouth. She damn near tackled me when she busted in my room. "On my God! Don't leave me no more! I missed youuuuuu!" She said as she laid her entire body weight on me. She wasn't that heavy, but shit, can a bitch breath?
"I missed you too! Now get off!" I laughed flinging her on the mattress next to me. "Mm, you looking real thick! That nigga must be fucking you good." She laughed sticking her tongue out. My eyes bugged at her volume and I put my hand over her mouth.
"Juju, shut yo ass up!" I laughed. I removed my hand when she tried to bite me. "Why? You don't want B to know his little angel of a sister ain't a virgin no more? Or you don't want Mackai to know you fucking someone else?" She grinned. She lived for shit like this, torturing my ass.
"Both." I laughed. "The dick was bomb wasn't it?" She asked. "Bitchhhhhh!" I sang making her cackle. She clapped her hands and sat up. "Yes ma'am! I told you he look like he could break yo back. You see that fucking haircut? It screams 'I have fuck yo life up dick.'" Yo, I was dying!
"What's his name again? Jamir? Jason ?" She asked. "Jabari." I corrected her. Mhm, Jabari. That boy was fine. He was 6′3, tatted, pretty eyes, fat lips, and an attitude. Just the way I liked it. Jabari wasn't my first, but shit, the way he was fucking me he should of been. Shit, fucking with him, I felt like a virgin again.
"Yeah, like I was saying, what's gon' happen between you and Jason since you switching schools?" She asked. "Jabari!" I corrected before laughing. "I don't know." I shrugged. "I mean, we miles away from each other now. I know he's bound to fuck somebody else." I continued. Jabari was not my man, officially, but I did have feelings for him. I knew the distance would be the thing to drive us apart.
"Bitch, you gon' fuck my brother." She said shaking her head. She said it so confidently, I thought the bitch could see the future. "No, the hell I'm not!" I countered. "Fuck I look like being one of Mackai's many hoes? I'm not here for the drama those hoes bring either." "Mhmmmm." She smirked.
"You know what Juju? I don't have time for this, I gotta wash this flight off." I said picking up my towel. "I'll be gone when you come out. I'm about to go get my hair done." She said hopping off my bed. I hugged her before she walked out my room and yelled for Mackai as she strutted down the hall.
