Lucky Number Seven

Seven 46

I woke up the next morning with a hard dick and Ty in my arms not a good combination. I slide outta bed and went to take a really cold shower. I thought about everything that's happened in the last twenty-four hours, Me and Tyson finally getting back on good terms, Tyson running away then coming to me, Tyson disrespecting one of my best friends, the awkward ride with Gabriel, Izayah catching me and Tyson bout to have sex, then the conversation that followed, then me and Tyson's conversation. It had been a long twenty-four hours and all that keep playing in my head was not me and Tyson but the conversation between me and Izayah. Izayah had really pissed me off with some of the things he said, if he knew he was pissing me off I don't know but just thinking about it made me mad all over again. Izayah had just walked in on me about to stick my dick in Tyson, for some reason I felt as if I got caught doing something wrong.

THE NIGHT BEFORE

I got dressed and followed Izayah down stairs. The look on his face was somewhere between amused and I don't know like he was happy he walked in on us. For the longest time we just stared at each other, then he finally spoke.

"My nigga." He pulling me into a brotherly hug. "It's bout damn time I was wondering when you and him were going to get back together." Izayah said smiling.

"Zay nah it's not like that we were just caught up in the moment. It was a mistake, we were supposed to be taking it slow and like I said I got caught up."

"Seven you don't have to lie to me nigga. You and I both know how good Tyson's ass is." I just stared at him, damn I had forgot him and Tyson had fucked. "Oh fuck my bad, I know that's a sore spot."

"Nah you good, it happened before we met." I lied. That shit did bother me, A LOT. "But I'm kinda glad you came in when you did, otherwise I'd be i some deep shit."

"What do you mean?" Izayah asked.

"Aight Zay what I'm bout to tell you, you can't tell anybody especially not Ty." I said.

"Aight I won't say shit." Izayah said.

"I'm thinking bout asking Gab to be my shorty." Izayah just stood there looking at me like I'm crazy. "Look I know I almost fucked it up before it even got started but Gab know's how I feel bout Tyson and he's cool with it, hell he basically told me to fuck Tyson." I tried to reason.

"How the fuck the nigga you trying to get with tell you to fuck your ex?" Izayah asked me like I was retarded.

"Gab said that if me and Tyson did anything tonight then he wouldn't hold it against me, but I had to make absolutely sure it was what I wanted, and by you stopping me it showed me it wasn't meant to be."

"Seven do you hear your self right now? You can't have both of them, because in the end all your going to end up doing is hurting Aaron, and I'll be damned if I let that happen." Izayah said looking me in the eyes.

"Who the fuck is Aaron?" I asked him.

"What, man you tripping I didn't say Aaron, I said Gabriel." Izayah lied horribly.

"Nigga you just said Aaron. Who the fuck is Aaron and what the fuck does he have to do with me and Gab?"

"Seven my bad I was having a moment, Aaron is nobody. But I don't want to see Tyson or Gab get hurt they both cool ass fuck. If you choose one that means your going to have to let go of the other." I looked Izayah, when realization hit.

"Zay your feeling Gab aren't you?" I asked slightly pissed.

"What fuck no. Look are you going to let me get them shoes or not?" Izayah asked.

"Yeah but we're not done talking bout this shit." I said. Izayah picked up the shoes and left, I locked the door behind him and went back upstairs to Tyson.

As I stood in the shower I thought about what coulda happened last night. I'll be damned if a part of me wanted to continue but I couldn't. I got out the shower, got dressed and started to make me and Ty some breakfast. Like a typical nigga breakfast was bout the only thing I could cook flawlessly. When I was almost done Tyson came down stairs in nothing but a pair of my boxers and one of my beaters.

"Good morning." He said walking over trying to kiss me, but I dodged it.

"Man did you brush your teeth?" I asked smiling.

"Yep and I used your toothbrush too." He said getting close to my face, his breath smelled just like mint. I backed away slowly, because my dick was starting to get hard. I hurried and made me and him a plate and sat down.

"So Seven what did you and Ty'ree talk about yesterday?" Tyson asked, yeah that conversation was playing in my head too.

"Nothing he just asked me to keep you safe until he got down here." I said give him the cliff note version of it.

"Really that's all ya'll talked about." He asked. I nodded and started eatin my eggs. "So Seven about last night.......... I'm sorry, it was just I was horny and you were standing there lookin so sexy and I just lost it, I needed to have you. But don't worry it won't happen again. Not until you make the first move."

"Ty I need to be honest with you, I'm going to ask Gabriel to be my shorty." I couldn't lie to myself anymore, Gab is who I wanted to be with.

"Oh I see. Well if that's what you want then I can't be mad, after all were only friends. If he says yes then I'll be happy for ya'll." My phone started ringing again, I didn't have to look down to know it was Dallas he had been blowing my phone up since last night. I pressed ignore and looked at Tyson even though he hid it well I could tell he was hurt, and I felt like shit.

"Tyson I got a question, now you don't have to answer if it makes you..... you know uncomfortable. But I need to know........ was Izayah umm, was Izayah better than uhh........." I couldn't get the words out.

"Was Izayah better than you?" I said looking at me. I just nodded. "We'll since we're friends, I guess I can tell you the truth. Between the two you, you were the best I've ever had, but Izayah is definitely top three."

"Three?" I asked confused. Tyson's eye's got wide.

"Seven I'm just playing." Tyson said avoiding eye contact. I started to press the issue when my mom walked in.

"Hey Tyson baby." My mom said giving Tyson a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I haven't seen you in a month of Sundays."

"I know I'm sorry I've just been really busy." Tyson said.

"Well it's good seeing you baby, Seven you better clean my damn kitchen. Come on Tyson we got some catching up to do." I watched as they left me standing in the kitchen. As I stood there, there was three things I was sure of. One, Tyson had fucked someone besides Izayah. Two, he wasn't planning on telling me. And three I was about to get even.