She: A Jacob Perez Novel

Chapter 5

The blinds wide open so he can

See you in the dark when you're sleepin'

Naked body, fresh out the shower

You touch yourself after hours

Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom

You're sleeping alone in your bed

Jacob Perez Perspective //Home On His Way to The Game

I threw my bag down on the floor, along with my jacket and shirt. My body was heated from being outside in the garage. My dad had me working on rhe car again. I swear when I'm done with it, he ain't going to be able to tell me shit. He could just get my shit fixed but he thinks its a lesson in all of this.

My phone vibrates against my thigh, and I slowly take it out from my side pocket to view the message or call. Makayla's face covered The screen. I press the green button and press the phone against my ear.

"Wassup Kayla "I sigh. I walk over to my bed and flopdown on it. Ahhh it's so soft and comfortable. I could just lay here all day- "what?! You want me to go to the game and watch them fucking fags chase a ball back and forth? "I nearly yell. "Come on Jakey. Pwease? The whole crew is going to be there! "she whines.

"What that got to do with me? "I spat. She sighs deeply. "Jacob, you betta come .you lil punk bitch! " I heard Diggy yell in the background. "Niggah F'uck you! "I yell back .

"language Jacob Anthony Perez! "my mom yells through the door. "Alright mom. Shit "I mumble the last part. "Nah niggah, you coming ,even if I have to jump on the bike and pedal to your muthafucking house, drag you by your curly ass afro and drag yo ass back down the stairs through the door and onto the muthafucking handle bars niggah! yeah niggah the handle bars muthafucka! You going niggah rather you Like it or not. "Diggy said again. Knowing diggy crazy ass, He'd actually do that shit with his mountain bike.

"Alright niggah calm down. Shit I'll be there in twenty! "I click off the phone and slowly sat up off the bed. My back was hella sore and I'm pretty sure my hands are going to have arthritis in twenty years. "F'uuuck! "I groaned in pain. "Jacob, don't make me come in there! Watch ya got damn mouth! "she bangs on my door, scaring the holy Shi't out of me. "Alright alright "I flick her off before rising from the bed and off to the shower I go. I hop out the shower feeling good as fuck. Water dripping of my body as I stepped out and wrapped a towel around. I walked over to the sink, and stared for a moment. A niggah been working out and s'hit. Shiid, Antoinette don't know what She's missing. Man, she need to come get with a real niggah. Foreal.

Antoinette I'll give you what you need baby. Look these abs. Owwwe ,these biceps though. "Aha alright I'm done. Let me get dressed before Daniel ignorant a'ss come popping up with his bike and helmet. I push open the bathroom door and step into my cold air conditioned room. "It's cold as f'uck! ooh s'hit! "I mumbled. I drew back my dresser drawers ,getting Me out Some Polo draws. You know I had to do it for the bittches. You know me. The white Polo tee,And the socks. alright next drawer. Hmmm let's see. Blue Polo tee? "Nah I ont fuck with blue like that "I fold that shirt back up and place it in the drawer.

"A ight, fuck that! "I can't find s'hit to wear! "I groan. "Ugggh! " My eyes roll across the green shirt with a blue trues. "Ight coo "I pranced over there and grabbed It off The rack. This Mexican niggah right Here looking sexy. Fasho fasho. I put on my clothes than my shoes. I stood up straight looking back at my reflection. "Alright I'm out "I grabbed my phone and keys and started walking to my room door. I feel like I'm missing something. Deodorant. Got Dammit! I turned on my heel going back in. I went over to the dresser and put some on, along with some Cologne. You know me. Haha.