'Black•ish (Kelly Oubre Jr. Story)

Five

~ Cam ~

"You got me so fucked up peg leg!" I shouted.

"What?" Kelly chuckled with the water hose in his hand.

I didn't mind him splashing Cody and my niece Layla with it in the backyard on this hot ass 4th of July, but I'm not one of these kids.

"You splash me with it and you're sleeping on the lawn, and I'ma break ya other ankle."

He laughed before shaking his head and splashing Cody.

"Dramatic ass," he mumbled throwing some over on me.

"No you didn't," I ran up to him, tilting the hose up, splashing his face and he did the same.

I screamed, kicking him in his bad ankle and he fell bringing me down with him as we both still laughed.

I turned my head to see him already turned my way with our faces a few centimeters apart.

"Cam, come help me with this damn oven!" my mom shouted and I sighed getting up.

I helped him up, being careful of his leg and looked down at my soaked shirt that you could now see my bra through.

"You a asshole bruh, you really kicked my ankle," he laughed, hooking his arm over my shoulder, letting me help him back in the house.

I led him to the guest room that he was oh too familiar with and got him down to the bed before looking at myself in the mirror.

"Ass looks fat though," he laughed with a smack to my behind.

"Head still fat though," I mushed his face and yanked his hair since he always claimed it didn't hurt.

"Grab as hard as you want," he smiled goofily and I shook my head.

"Text me if you need something." I said beginning to head out.

"One more thing."

He grabbed my forearm, pulling me until I fell into his lap and wrapped an arm around my waist before kissing me.

I let him slip his tongue in my mouth, squeezing me closer to his chest as I straddled him but just my luck a knock sounded.

"Camillian come fix this damn oven." my mom said and I huffed, getting up.

I looked at him briefly before slipping out the door and to the kitchen.

I taught my mom how to work my oven and went to chill on the couch, kind of scared to face Kelly alone again.

I glanced around the house at all of my family and others, then at Cori who was in the playpen still sleep.

My mom, flipping her short pressed hair out her face as she checked on the macaroni in the oven and my stepdad that was basically my father, was in the back on the grill, spreading my mom's homemade sauce on the ribs.

My eldest sister Taegan with the thick black curls beating cake mix, my second older sister Theroux, dancing around with her light brownish blonde curly hair flying everywhere as Get Down On It blasted through the house, and I could see my younger sister Tamryn who was sixteen, wanding her brown to blond ombré hair in the downstairs bathroom.