Lost In The Game

XI

"I had to change my player ways, got way too complicated for me." -Bryson Tiller-

2 months later

Kenny POV

"Happy two months anniversary baby.", Demyya sang. I couldn't believe I settled down for her. We haven't had any major problems other than the fact that Lailah's claiming I'm her baby's father. My momma still don't know so I can't confide in her. I'll just wait on a DNA test. "Happy Anniversary Myya.", I responded kissing her on her lips.

My music played throughout the house while I waited on the girls to finish cooking. We were having porkchops and gravy, mash potatoes, corn, biscuits and a peach cobbler. Jurnee, Demyya and Monique were throwing down in the kitchen. My mom, Ms Monica and Ms. DeAnna was out buying last minute items for the barbecue that we're putting on later .

Sunday dinners has become a tradition within our three families. Today was a special day for Monique and her family. Monique's brother was moving back in with them. He lived in Atlanta but he was moving down here to lil ole Arkansas. Morgan was 18, a senior in Highschool, and an athlete. He should be arriving at the Greyhound station in a little while.

"Boy if you don't turn that music down in my house!", my moms yelled. I laughed and turned on some Luther Vandross. Maybe they'll like this blasting. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed Demyya by her hips and kissed her neck. "Move Kenny. Ain't my moma nem ' back? You can't be doing that. They don't know about us yet.", Myya went off.

I shook my head and squeezed her butt. "I still love you girl.", I said walking up the stairs to my room. I undressed myself out of my basketball shorts and white tee. I slipped on my red polo shirt and my Levi's. I looked in the closet and found my red and blacks Jordan 12s. I sprayed on a lil bit of curve and grabbed my phone.

I walked back down to the kitchen to find Ms DeAnna stirring in the gravy. "Hey Ms Dee. How you like living here with us?", I asked sitting at the bar we had in our kitchen. DeMyya and her mom been living here since she got out the hospital. "Well Kenny, it's been good. But it's still nothing like having your own. It's too many memories in that house for my daughter though.", Ms Dee explained. I could see she was getting uncomfortable so I dropped the convo.

"You ready Myya?", Monique asked coming from upstairs. Monique was darkskinned and wore glasses. She wore a pink polo shirt. Some blue jeans ripped up. I didn't see the point of wearing pants like that . You might as well where shorts .

She had long, brown hair. She was thick in all the right places. Her breast were round and plump. Her eyes were dark brown, oval shaped. She was beautiful. But I was in love with Demyya.

Myya came downstairs in a red half shirt and some shorts that barely covered her cheeks. She had on some black Michael Kors designer red bottom heels. "Yea come on?", Myya answered following behind Monique. I stood from my seat and followed them outside. When I got outta earshot of her moma, I grabbed her arm. "And where do you think you're going with that on?" I asked her. "Just to the greyhound station and back. Let me go." Demyya said pulling away from me. The outfit was gorgeous and snugged all the right places. But she was my girl and I didn't want any other niggas staring at her. I actually fell in love.

DeMyya's POV

"Which way do I go?", Monique asked pulling out of the driveway. "Turn left." I instructed. Jurnee didn't wanna come with us. She wanted everything at the house to be perfect when new company arrived. Ms April wanted to throw a small family reunion for her family.

We pulled up to the greyhound station 30 minutes later. There were so many people out here. Monique's brother was scheduled to arrive at 9:30am. It was now 9:32am. We both stood out outside the car. "Here comes Morgan." Monique squealed.  I looked up from my phone.

Walking towards us, was this handsome boy. Morgan was dark skinned but he was lighter than Monique. He stood at about 5'5 with some lips that were big and plump. He had on a basketball shorts and an all black v-neck shirt with some black Jordan retro 12's.

"Monny, I missed you so much." Morgan said as he lifted his little sister up off the grown. "I missed you way more." Monique said through tears. This reunion was so sweet. Too bad I'm an only child. "Wassup. What's your name?" Morgan asked me. I continued to stare as he finished loading his luggage in the trunk. "I'm DeMyya, but everybody call me Myya. Nice to meet you Morgan." He walked closer to me and lean in to hug me. I reached up and hugged him back.

He smelled like the black ice car freshener. "Nice to meet you too.", Morgan said very flirty. I blushed and got in the back seat. Morgan and Monique hopped in the car and we were back on the road.

"Monny, do you like it here? Do you think I'll fit in?", Morgan broke the silence. "Well I like it. I met Jurnee, Myya and their friends the first day we moved here so I haven't been bored. But I have really missed you." Monique explained. "Aw baby sis, I missed you too."

It was quiet the rest of the way to the house. When we arrived, it was a lot of cars in the driveway and on both sides of the street. "Now I regret putting on these shorts.", I mumbled to myself getting out the car.

"Don't regret it, they look amazing on you.", Morgan said as he walked up beside me. I looked at him as he bit his lips. He was fine as hell.

"Thank you.", I said as I led the way up the steps.

I opened the door and it was people every where. Ms Monica ran to the door and hugged Morgan. "Excuse me everyone.", Ms Monica got everyone's attention by tapping on her glass. "This is my oldest child, Morgan." I can look into Ms Monica eyes and see how excited she was.

*Two hours later*

I walked around the house with Jurnee, being introduced to so many people. I finally got away and made my way to me and Jurnee room. My phone has been dead for two and a half hours. I found my charger and plugged my phone up. While I waited for my iPhone to boot up, I laid back onto the bed and stretched.

"Today has been the longest day.", I said to myself.

"Yes it have. I couldn't even be around you and it's our anniversary." I looked up to see Kenny standing in the door way.

"Hey bae. Come here, gimme a kiss." I said laughing. He walked in the room, closed and locked the door. He climbed into my bed on top of me and kissed my lips. I scooted to the edge of the bed as Kenny removed my clothes.

"Yesss.", I moaned as he inserted his member inside of me. Kenny grabbed my legs and put them on his shoulders. He pushed deeply inside of me as slowly as he could. I dugged my nails in his back as I tried my best not to scream. Bad thing is I wasn't imagining Kenny. I was thinking about Morgan the whole time.

"Myya, you up here?" I heard Jurnee call. Kenny hopped up and put his clothes on. I searched around the room for all my clothes as I put mine on as well.

"Yea I'm in the room.", I responded as Kenny sat in the beanbag chair. I grabbed the tv remote and threw it towards Kenny. Jurnee turned the knob on the door but it was locked. I ran to the door and unlocked it.

"My bad." I sat on the bean bag next to Kenny.

"I knew y'all was up to no good." Jurnee laughed. "Most of everybody is already gone. Just a few cousins and Monique's family." Jurnee explained while getting her purse off her bed.

"Oh and Kenny, moma want you.", she said as she walked out. Kenny gave me a kiss and left behind his sister. I got up and laid in my bed an drifted off to sleep.