Just can't Help It | BxB|

' Ol Cali TiMes '

Home at last | 6:45 am Landing
{ Long Beach California}
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KRISTOPHER JR POV:

"About time boy, you had me waiting damn near five minutes" I joked getting into the car.

Jacob was driving as I looked around. "Boys whipping now? Since when?" I asked checking out his car.

"Since yesterday , early birthday gift" he said as I unzipped my bag. "Nigga me too", I screamed showing him my keys. "Ayaaaaa" we both shouted and laughing at the same time.

           "Man I miss Cali bro, it's been about two and a half years since we moved what's been new with you?" I asked as he scratched his head turning down the radio.

He lifted his shirt as he approached a red light. "What happen bro?" I asked as I reached turning on his car light.

"That gang life man, why you think we moved from Oakland? Nigga shot me cuh, kevo, the one that was in your class."

" Nigga on drugs heavy, got trigger happy at a kick back and start firing off loosely and I was one of the lucky ones to get hit."

"Nigga after that my momma packed up everything and moved me to long beach with my dad". He said as he pulled his shirt back down.

         "Enough of that sentimental shit, wassup with you clown, Aya how's my shawty cam?" He joked.

"How ironic" I chucked. "Shawty" I continue. "You know he's gay?" I said laughing. "Swear? Awman. Aya I told you bro, I already knew. I turned him out" he said laughing.

"Shutcho gay ass you probably did, I always knew you were a little suspect" I joked as he poked out his lips.

"I see I got you here, running back to daddy" he said as I poked his side making him swerve. "Aya that shit hurt nigga, you trying to die?" He said looking at me becoming serious as I laughed.

          "Boys done got shot and became serious with life, look at you ! Wise now". It was good being back home.

I needed this, even if it was for two days it was still nice to get away from the house.  "You still talk to the old crew?" I asked as he shook his head.

"Naw, after that night I had to leave them niggas alone. I don't play about my life" he said. "I feel that, your pops don't mind me crashing with you? I know Jordan spoke with your mom and shit", he turned into the drive way before he turned back to me.

"Yeah he's cool, it's just me and my step brother here, you know pops drive trucks now so he's always on the road and my step mom, I don't know where that woman be" Jacob added on as we both got out the car.

We approached the front door as the automatic lights came on. "Boys living fancy" I chuckled as he unlocked the door. The house was dark, as we walked down a hall into the living room.

Somebody was stretched out on the couch as we walked down another hall into his room. "It's not much, but it works" he said as I stood there.