Thug Love

Chapter 14

I had just woke up from my nap. When I rolled over and smiled once I noticed that Chres was lying next to me.  I kissed his cheek and got up to go to the bathroom.  When I came back out, I heard my phone ringing.  Chres rolled over and grabbed it before I did.

"Bahja, why this nigga still calling you?"

I shrugged, "Answer it and find out."

Chres just stared at Bahja as he answered the phone. "Yo."

Larray sucked his teeth, "Man put Bahja on the phone."

"Fuck I tell you about calling her?"

"Nigga just put her on the phone."

Chres removed the phone from his ear. "Tell this nigga to stop fuckin calling.  I'm not playing!" Chres spoke through clenched teeth.  He then tossed the phone to me. "Tell him," he said.

Bahja nodded, "Yes Larray?"

"Damn, dude won't even let you have a conversation with a friend?"

"Larrau, you're not a friend!  You're my ex; a perfect EXample of what not to date again. Make this the last time you call me."  I hung up before he could say anything else.

"Next time the nigga calls, I'm gonna fuck him up!"

"Bae, calm down.  He's only doing the same thing that Princess' doing.  Working with a hope and a prayer," I replied.

"Call it whatever the fuck you want, just remember what the fuck I said."

"You can lose ya attitude with me cause I didn't do shit!"

"Yeah whatever."

"Again, Chresanto, with the accusations, cut the shit!  I'm right where I wanna be, with whom I wanna be with."  I walked up to him, "and that's right here with you."

He smiled and leaned over to kiss me.  "I love you girl," Chres said, looking into my eyes deeply.

"I love your sickening ass too."

Chres really wished his mother could have met Bahja.  She would have fallen in love with her.

"What you thinking about, love?" Bahja asked.

"About how I wish you could've met my mother.  She would have loved you, all the way down to your stubbornness."

I chuckled, "I love her for creating such a handsome yet sickening ass son."

"Ha ha ha, very funny asshole," Chres said as he mushed me.  I slapped him and went running through the house with Chres hot on my heals. I laughed as I thought about how childish we might've looked but fuck it, we were having fun.  I slid across the floor and landed on the couch.  Chres caught me and began tickling me. 

Bahja laughed uncontrollably. "Bae stop, I can't breathe.  I'm gonna piss myself," she yelled through laughs.

"Nope, you should have thought about that before you decided to hit and run." Chres continued tickling her and Bahja could not stop laughing; she had tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Chres, stop please, I'm sorry," she continued laughing. Neither of them heard Money walk into the house. 

"Aye man, what you doing to my sister?"

"Tickling her ass since she wanna hit people and run."

"Chresanto stop," I couldn't stop laughing and both my stomach and cheeks were hurting from laughing.  "I'm gonna kick you in your nuts."

That got his attention, "Oh no, I need those.  I have to make a Chresanto Jr. and a daddy's little princess," he said as he cupped his dick.

"For a second, I thought you were hitting my sister, I almost flipped." Money said.

"Nah man, I would never do that.  Shit she's the one doing all the hitting."

"Ahh shut up you punk!" Bahja joked.

"Keep talking shit Bahja Paris, and I'm gonna tag your ass."

"Yeah and I'm gonna help him," Money chimed in.

My jaw dropped, "Money, you're supposed to be on my side!  You're my brother you're just his brother in law."

Money shrugged, "I don't say the 'in-law' and you've always had a mouth so I know how he feels." Money and Chres dapped each other up.

"Fuck both y'all punks." I yelled then looked at the clock and noticed it was after nine. "Y'all go get your feminine asses ready, I'm tryna be at Truth by eleven.  And you two are worse than bitches when it comes down to getting dressed."  Bahja laughed at her own statement.

"Yeah whatever nigga, but baby, you gotta do my braids over," Chres yelled as I was walking up the stairs.

"See, I told you, worse than a bitch."

"Shut up.  Grab the comb and Jam while you're up there." I flipped him off. "Keep fuckin' with me Jonnae," Chres laughed.

Money chuckled, "Well while you two love birds fight over who's getting their hair done, I'm jumping in the shower."

"No one cares Money your relevant," I said while walking down the stairs.

"Bee, sister or no sister, birthday or no birthday, I can and will fuck your little ass up." They all laughed as Chres and Bahja headed to the living room and Money headed to the bathroom.  Bahja sat on the couch and Chres sat between her legs.  She took out his two braids that were already in and proceeded in styling.

"I love you," Chres randomly said.

"I love you too," and I replied and meant it because I truly loved Chres.