Mental

Chapter 7

Kyrie

"Hey Bianca!" I yelled cherrily across the crowded mall food court. I was meeting my friend Bianca. You could also call her Aiyanna. Or at least I do.

If you didn't catch that obvious tea, let me spell it out for you. Bianca is that bitch -- I mean that nurse -- I saw at the clinic that day with Quincey. After I had come back from the bathroom they had already called our names to be tested. We didn't have anything, thank God. That was our excuse to continue to fuck each other raw -- exclusively of course. But that's not what I'm here to talk to you about right now.

Anyway, after we had been tested, we ran into Bianca as we were all leaving. Her shift had just ended. It turns out that she's Quincey's older sister. Since then, I had been haging out with her more and more by association. She seemed to really like me. That worked out perfectly in my favor since I was planning on killing her.

I felt kind of bad, though. Bianca was actually a really cool person. We connected on a level that I only ever did with Jermaine before.

'I should really call him...' I thought as I reached Bianca.

"Heyyyyy Kai-Kai!" she said as she hugged me. She was dressed casual today. In just a green tank top, tight black boy shorts and black supras. She had her hair in a pony tail with a baseball cap on her head. Even dressed down she managed to be beautiful.

"How was work?" I asked as we walked toward Mandarin Express.

"Work was eventful today bitch," she said as we got in line. "Okay so, this dude came in with a girl. I was kinda shook 'cuz this nigga was fine as fuck -- like panty wet fine, and the bitch he came in with was BUSTED! Like, cheap ass weave, bad built, sloppy lookin' busted. It was terrible. So -- Oh yes I want to a umm..." She paused in the middle of her rant to order. I ordered after her and we got our food and headed to a table.

"So where was I? Oh right. So anyway, this dude in there with his lil raggamuff or whateva. And just as they get up to the counter to sign in, this girl bust through the doors and starts goin off! Calling this nigga all types of nasty mutha fuckas and what not. And the whole time I'm just thinkin 'You cheat on that with that?' This bitch ass nigga had a fucking Nicki Minaj, Rihanna, Beyonce, Kelly Rowland mashup, and he wanna fuck all that up for a bitch that look like she don't even know what a shower is! They had to get all of them escorted out because they were all makin' too much noise."

At this point I'm dead and choking on my food from laughing so hard. This girl has a way of turning a story into a movie and making you crack up all at once. I actually feel kind of bad for wanting to kill her.

I don't have a choice, though. Aiyanna will continue to reak havoc on my life if I don't. She's been quiet lately, but I don't trust it. She's plotting against me right now. I know it. But I won't be blind sided -- not again.

I'm gonna get her before she has a chance to get me.

After we finish eating we walked around the mall for a little while. I had been able to save s little money from my job since Aiyanna has been quiet lately. It's a good feeling being able to buy things and not have to worry about how I'm going to feed myself for the rest of the week.

"You wanna ride," Bianca asks me as we're walking out of the mall.

"Hell yes!" I responded without hesitation. "I do NOT feel like dealing with these bags on the bus."

"I feel you on that one, boo. Come on." I follow her to her white 2015 altima. We get into the car and drive back to campus with the radio blasting and the windows down.

"I just realised something, bitch!" she yells over the music.

"What?" I ask.

"I'm fucking 26 years old and I'm hanging out with a God Damn 18 year old college freshman. My 20 year old college junior brother's boyfriend, no less. I needa do better!" She shakes her head as we stop at a red light.

"He's not my boyfriend," I say quickly earning a look from Bianca. You know. That look.

"Please. My brother loves him some you and you love you some him. The fact that you've been talking and haging out with each other for like, four weeks is proof. And you've been exclusively fucking each other since that party. My brother doesn't give up all his hoes for just anybody." She says this like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"You really think so?" My voice sounds small. That was unitentional. I try not to think about Quincey aside from lustful thoughts because he makes me feel... Things. It feels wierd to me. Especially knowing that I wanna murder his sister.

"I know so," she responds matter of factly. "I can see the way he looks at you -- the way you look at each other. You two are perfect for each other. Especially since you're both so mature. You two could go for years. Hell, you could probaly go forever."

That makes me smile. We don't say anything for the rest of the ride back to campus. I'm thinking about what Bianca just said. I never thought I could ever have a relationship. Aiyanna always told me that my body was too amazing to be shared with only one person. I needed to share it with the world. I never wanted that though.

Even before I came to grips with my sexuality I knew I wanted to be with one man for the rest of my life. I always thought that it was stupid to think that this day and age. No one gets married and stays married anymore without cheating and lies. But maybe... Maybe I could have that with Quincey....

'Hmm... Maybe not, you starry eyed little fagget."

'Fuck.'

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'I'm just tryna take you home and make that ass bounce
I'm just tryna get you home and make that ass bounce
Can I fuck you from the back and make that ass bounce
Can I fuck you from the back and make that ass bounce'

Lol. Random. Was listening to that when I was writing this. It feels like forever since I updated. I have been busy frfr.

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