Jaycean Fernandez is a humble 20 year old. Being the youngest successful lawyer in his family and a wonderful and supportive girlfriend behind him.
What happens when temptation erupts their relationship and trust.
Azariah Smith is a indepen...
The whole week and the week after has been completely hectic. After I met with Ms. Johnson I've been trying to find out ways to prove Jamal not guilty. It's pretty hard being that he robbed a bank with a gun. This is what it feels like in a day's work of Jaycean Fernandez. Azariah has been blowing up my shit all week. I've been dodging her ass like crazy. That night we smashed was our last night together. Other than the whole Azariah situation life was getting back on track. Peyton walked in with an angry expression.
Welp there goes my happiness.
"Why the hell your shirt smells like a bitch perfume?" Peyton yelled at me waiting for an answer. I searched my brain for a response. Unfortunately, nothing came to mind. I kept watching the television. Before Peyton spoke again.
"Jaycean Mason Christopher Fernandez. You know you hear me." I looked up at her. Rolling her eyes at me she crossed her arms still waiting for my reply. She gonna continue waiting for cuz I ain't saying nothing.
"Ight I hugged Ms.Johnson last week. Happy now." I told Peyton. Truth be told that perfume was Azariah's. I forgot to wash it. A huge smile appeared on her face before she sat on my lap.
"Aw, baby look at you hugging old ladies." She cooed at me. Ignoring her weird mood swings my phone buzzed letting me know I had a text.
Ant-what up my niggah. Come thru so we can chill. -received at 2:15
Me:ight bet. I'll be over there soon. Let me ask Pey if she wanna come. -sent 2:17
Tapping Peyton leg I asked her if she wanted to go over to Ant she turned me down. See this is why I'm always bored. When I'm in the house Peyton doesn't wanna do anything but complain when I'm at work like "babe why don't we ever do anything."
It didn't take long for me to get dressed. After I tied my huaraches I left out. Peyton ass fell asleep. She's been doing this a lot, I hope she's ok.
The drive was long as hell. As in a 45-minute drive. Pulling up to Ant's house, walking up to Ant and Melodi front door I knocked. As if he already knew Anthony appeared behind the door smiling brightly.
''What up my niggah.'' Anthony loud voice said before we did our brotherly hug.
''What up it feels like its been ages. Damn, Ant you growing yo hair out now. What weird shit Melodi got you doing?'' I asked him as I approved his hair. Shaking his head at my joke we walked to the back of the house to his backyard. Me and Ant were catching up just like old times. Seeing the rest of the squad, they automatically got up and dapped me up.
''Your finally here stranger.'' Laughing at Michael's witty comment. I caught eyes with Melodi. I'm not gonna lie I always had a little crush on Melodi. I felt somebody push my shoulder lightly. Before, I heard Anthony's voice,
''Aye, man stop eye fucking my girl,'' Anthony said. Melodi made it over us before she embraced me in her arms. Pulling away she said ''Hey''. I responded back to her before sitting down. For most of the time, we caught up just like old times... Until Michael bought up Azariah.
''Ayo Jay tell Ant about your side hoe.'' Michael teased as he laughed at his own stupidity. All eyes were on me waiting to confirm Michael comment.
''Uh...I met this girl 2 weeks ago. We smashed. It was nothing serious doe.'' I said while twirling the Henny in my cup around.
"Jaycean is Michael serious? Are you really cheating on Peyton?" Melodi asked spilling every ounce of her New Orleans accent. Nodding my head ''yes''. A sad expression appeared on her face in disapproval.
"Oh relax Melodi you act you liked Peyton," Micheal spoke with sarcasm in his voice. Rolling her eyes at his response Anthony spoke up.
"Aye yah stop the shit. Micheal watch ya mouth when you talking to my girl. And Mel's right you should at least tell Peyton... You know give her the heads up before shit end's badly.'' Anthony said while rubbing Melodi's exposed leg. Taking in the what he just said. Maybe I should end it off with Peyton... But what if I didn't want to be with Azariah. So many thoughts beat against my mind.
"Since this ''Azariah'' girl worth losing your relationship over what she looks like? You gotta picture of her or nah.'' Ant asked breaking me out my thought's. I dug into my pocket for my phone pulling up a picture of Azariah she took on my phone a few day's ago.
I watched as they passed my phone around and commenting on how pretty Azariah was. Or "bad" as Michael says. Getting my phone back, the conversation about Azariah ended. Silence filled the air before a whole new conversation started up again Anthony had us rolling with laughter. Of course, this nigga was talking about somebody breathe.
"So me and Mel flying first class and this lady gonna sit between us. So in my head, I'm like when did she become apart of our relationship. The whole ride this bitch was talking. And her breath smelled like complete shit." Ant said with a straight face. We all busted out laughing even Anthony couldn't help but laugh at his crazy ass.
It's times like this that I cherish. But still feel empty.
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