Nyla (Urban)

Nyla 18

Nyla

Malakai held my hair back as I threw up into the toilet bowl. He wet my toothbrush for me and watched as I vigorously scrubbed my mouth clean.

"You should go see a doctor." He mumbled as I shivered. He noticed and came back with one of his sweatshirts.

"I don't need a damn doctor, probably just a hang over." I said, slipping it on.

"You weren't even drinking that much yesterday."

I rolled my eyes and exited the bathroom to start on breakfast.

"Look, I don't have to go out today if you feeling sick baby." He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my midsection.

"You have to go see your brother Malakai, it's not up for discussion." I said. I wrinkled my nose at the pancake batter.

"Does this seem off to you?"

He sniffed it, and inspected the bowl. "No."

I unexpectedly gagged, and waved it away, clamping my hand over my mouth. Malakai reached for me but I held up a finger.

"I'm fine, I just need to lay down."

"I'm staying here." He said firmly.

"But Jaylon-"

"I'll see him some other time, Ny. You clearly sick as fuck."

I sighed, "Okay, but I'm not gonna be the reason you don't talk to him. He can come over here, I'll stay outta y'all way."

He gave up. "Fine. But imma cook."

"No thanks, my stomach already hurts enough baby." I said.

I jumped as he whipped my thigh with a kitchen towel.

"Shut up, I can do this. The shit isn't that hard." He said glaring at me. I laughed and rubbed the spot he hit me at.

"Whatever Kai, Im gonna go take a shower. Text Jaylon."

"Mhm." He was already hunched over the pancake mix directions, a look of concentration on his face. I grinned and pinched the dimple in his cheek.

Malakai swatted my hand away, "Go get your stankin' ass in the shower."

I reached up smacked him in the back of the head and went to get ready. In the shower, I scrubbed my body vigorously for a minute and then moved on to my hair, shampooing it and adding conditioner later. That part took all of forty minutes due to the fact that my hair reached almost towards my waist.

I got out and dried my body, applying lotion afterwards. I took my bouncy curls and wrapped them up into a large pile on top of my head, shrugging on one of Malakai's t-shirts and a pair of
boy shorts.

When I came out of the bathroom, Jaylon was in the kitchen laughing with Malakai.

I smiled, happy to see them together.

Jaylon noticed me first, and his eyes lit up. "Aye Ny!" I let him run up and wrap his arms around my body, lifting me up and swinging me around.

"Aye homie, she's not feeling well, put her down." Said Malakai, flipping a pancake.

I giggled as he set me down carefully, "Jaylon, how old are you?"

He smirked, "Fifteen. Why, you like youngins?"

"Go start the game lil' nigga." Said Malakai in an aggravated tone of voice.