:::WARNING MUST BE 18 YEARS OLD TO READ:::
Song Choice: (Jhene Aiko- In love we trust)
:Jacob's House:
:10:03 pm:
:Akira's Pov:
Akira: "Jacob hurry! I can't hold it in any longer," I begged pressing my hand over my mouth. I shook my hand in worry as he frantically jiggled the key in the lock to his front door.
Jacob: "I'm trying ok!" he responded back with an attitude. He quickly unlocked the door letting me fly into his home. I remembered exactly where the guest bathroom was so I ran as fast as I could and flew into the bathroom chucking all my inside fluids into the toilet. I hung over the toilet seat in utter disgust. Gosh, puking is one of the worst feelings ever! I felt someone gently hold my hair up as I let loose another load. Ugh! Why would my body be rejecting it? Its not like I drank too much. I mean yeah I'm tipsy, but it wasn't THAT bad!
After my body had settled down and I had stopped involuntarily regurgitating what I had once consumed, I flushed the remnants down the toilet and reached under the sink cabinet. I grabbed the toilet cleaner and poured in some 'Mr. Clean' soap and began to scrub. After that I flushed and poured bleach in and around the toilet. Can't be too clean, right! I sighed and exited the bathroom. Wait, huh? I looked around and saw familiar furniture. Where am I again?... It was dark down the hall except for a hint of light shining from the far left. I walked over remembering a few things here and there. Partying hard. Drinking a little. (probably the reason why I can't remember sh*t) Crying with someone. Whining about something. Puking and cleaning. And last but not least, not remembering sh*t. This is just sad on my part! Smh
I grew closer to the light and noticed the room was a kitchen. I entered it rubbing my throbbing blood shot eyes. It helped enough and I saw Jacob at the counter eating some strawberries. Wait, are my eyes playing tricks on me... Jacob! I looked around. The placed did look the same, but there were some changes here and there. Must be Mamas doing. I miss Mama and her 'care free' self. Jacob's mom was like a second mother to me, and totally opposite from my mom which made me love her even more. My mom: Over protective. Jacob's mom: Chill about everything. I sighed thinking back to all of the past memories I've had with Jacob.
Speaking of Jacob, I brought my attention back onto him. He sat there with one hand in the upper part of his afro and the other slowly feeding him. He had a blank stare to him. Like there was something really important he had to think over. I remembered to the scene we had outside with the whole 'I wanna be left alone' ordeal. I could've left him alone like he insisted, but I would never abandon him in a time of need. I'll live up to all his needs if I have to... He is Jacob after all... My first 'real' love...
I saw him pick up another strawberry slowly sinking his teeth into it. The pink juices dripping down the side of his mouth, but he didn't mind at all. "Only if I could lick that off," I thought feeling my mouth water. I noticed that I've been standing here for the longest and he still hasn't acknowledged my presence. Time to wake a n*gga up! Hehee
"DROP AND GIVE ME 50!" I yelled in a manly voice. Without hesitation he dropped to the floor and started doing push-ups. I could help but to laugh hysterically. This kid really thought I was his coach. He looked up startled. His expression eased up as he sat back in the stool at the island.
Jacob: "You got me!" he congratulated with a grin. I nodded in satisfaction while walking over to him. Something still put me off about him. As tension grew so did his previous attitude. What is this dude depressed about? It's totally killin my mood! "Wanna go up to my room?" he asked sticking the plastic box of strawberries back into the refrigerator.
