ASHLEY

27

"Do-" I begin to say but get cut off when Isaiah hops out the car and slams the door shut. He struts to the door as if he'd done it plenty of times before. "Well look at you."

"I know right. I feel kind of funny but in a good way. You know what I mean?"

"Yeah I know what you mean. I should have never let Kianna take you to get that drink."

"Your friend, Kenneth, I'm not so sure I like him."

"And why is that?" I ask with a raised eyebrow. Isaiah barely said two complete sentences to Kenneth all night and He choose to bring him up now. Strange.

Kenneth shrugs. He waits impatiently tapping his feet against the door while I get the key out and unlock the door. "He just gives me bad vibes. Your house is nice. Smells good too. When will your aunt be home?"

I ignore the fact that he just completely dodged that conversation. Doesn't matter to me although I am just a bit curious about what else he might have to say about Kenneth but I don't want to seem like I'm being protective of him because I'm not. Just curious.

Isaiah goes straight for the kitchen and starts pulling out snacks. "A movie and snacks it is," I say while he continues to raid my refrigerator. I turn the t.v. on and go straight to Netflix. No basic cable around here. I'm joking of course. As I'm flipping through the movies Angela comes stumbling into the living room dressed in her night clothes, pink and white vertical stripped shorts and a pink panda shirt to match not only her shorts but her fuzzy bunny slippers as well. She rubs the sleep from her eyes. "I hope that big stupid lunatic didn't wake you. He's high," I whisper the last part even though it doesn't even matter.

Angela peaks into the kitchen, a frown forming in her face when she sets eyes on Isaiah. Oh boy these two just aren't going to let it go. "You mean to tell me this goodie-two-shoes went out and actually got lit? Oh I'm definitely posting this."

I snatch her phone from her. "Angela stop playing."

"I thought I heard a rat," Isaiah says smugly coming from the kitchen with the snacks in his arm. He lays them out on the coffee table and plops down on the couch.

"Don't think so highly of yourself because your...high."

"That's exactly what I'm going to do. Now if you don't mind me and your sister are watching a movie."

"There's no movie playing."

"Yeah 'cause we waiting for you to leave."

"Well now I'm not."

He turns to me. "Bria you need to handle yo rodent problem. I can't be coming over here I'm these conditions. I do not like rats." After saying this he continues eating his chips. Well my chips for that matter. I did but then after all. He's lucky he's high or else I would have snatched all this stuff from him.

   Angela push him over on the couch and sits down. I politely insert myself between the two. I want to watch a movie and I'm not going to let them spoil my fun with all their childish bickering and arguing. "You two really need to learn to get along. You're both important people in my life," I say sincerely.

   The look at me as if I'd gone and grown two heads. Then they look at each other and then back at me, "shut up," they say in unison, leaving me flabbergasted. Here I am trying to get them to shut up and my plan completely backfired. Isaiah is starting to become and annoying person when high and Angela is just her usual annoying self. I can't blame Isaiah now anyways. It was my ex-best friend that played a big part in him wanting to get high.

   However, I will say Isaiah is a little loose now. Not that he was tense around me. Its just...I don't know but this has to be the last time he smokes or drinks anything in my presence. I will not be held accountable.

   "Y'all are just so rude. Here I am pouring my heart out to y'all and in return y'all telling me to shut up. Wow."

   They start laughing as if it were really funny.

   "I'm sorry babe," Isaiah says between laughs. He tries to pull me into him but I pull away playfully. This only makes him use more force until I'm wrapped in his arms. He plants wet kisses on my cheek. "Mhm my beautiful baby."

   "Isaiah stop. We're suppose to be watching a movie."

   "Nope. I don't care about that movie."

   "You're stupid."

   "Only for you Bria. Only for you."

   "That doesnt make any sense. I hope you know that Isaiah."

   "We-"

   Angela stands up abruptly from the table and starts heading towards the kitchen, "I'm going to get some more popcorn. You two better take that time to get all y'all freakyness out because when I come back I don't want to hear nothing but silence."

   Isaiah turns to me with a smirk. Whatever he's got in mind he can get rid of it. I'm not high so I'm not going to be acting all irrational. Especially with my sister close by.

   "Your skin is so soft," kiss, "smell..." kiss "so amazing" kiss..."how am I so blessed?" kiss.

   "How am I?" I ask seriously, eyes meeting his in the most intense way through my thick lashes. My heart beat quickens as he runs his tounge over his lips and match my intese gaze. His light brown skin glowing under the dim light of the television. He wraps a finger around my curly weave and with his free hand he caress my thick, curvy figure. I scratch my freckled nose to keep from shifting.

   Tired of waiting so long, the first step is left up to me to take. My tounge graze over his lips and without hesitation He pulls me up on his lap so that I'm straddling him and begins his assault on my lips. I moan into his mouth. This only encourage him. Grabbing the back of my head and pulling me closer. I relish in the feeling. A low moan escapes me when I feel his fingers slip under my dress, caressing my sex. I buck my hips against him. If only we were alone...

   "I hear y'all in there being nasty. Kissing and stuff. I'm coming out so cut it out," Angela screams from the kitchen. Isaiah and I immediately pull apart. The sound of shuffling is heard followed by her exiting the kitchen with a bowl of popcorn. I slide off Isaiah's lap but stay under his comforting embrace. The warmth radiating. Wish we could carry on with what we were doing but of course Angela had to ruin it.