My Brother Best Friend

DNA?

NEVEAH

I woke up with this big ass headache. I tried to get up but I felt these big ass arms around me. I looked over to see Corey sleep with his arms around my waist. I struggled to get grip but he was too strong and I felt myself getting weak every time I tried.

"You know you too weak" he said with his eyes closed and a smile on his face.

"I have to go to the bathroom" I said. He looked at me and let me go. I got up and handled my business and took a shower. I came out to see Corey sitting up staring at the ceiling, when I closed the door he looked at me.

"You okay?" he asked licking his lips since I only had the towel wrapped around me.

"What happened is the question? I feel like I got hit with a ton of bricks" I said sitting on the bed beside him.

"Well I went back in to the house and came back out you was getting yo ass beat by the girl I had bought to dinner with me and one of her friends" he explained and I got mad as hell.

"It's cool when I see they ass it's on" I said remembering what happened. The girl Corey brought was the one that knocked me out. She so lucky my machete was in the car because I would have been in jail right about know.

"Bae I dont want you getting into no shit because of them. I already had it handled so I don't want you to worry about it" He said rubbing my back

"I could have handled it myself Corey" I said moving his hand off me as I tried to get up but he snatched me back down.

"You betta watch who you talking to. I got it handled so leave it alone" he said and I nodded. It's crazy how I get turned on just by the way he talks to me like that.

"You wanna come with me?" he asked

"Where you going?" I asked

"Don't worry about it, just get dressed" He said. He didn't even know if I was gone say no or not.

"I guess" I said as I got up and he slapped my ass.

I kissed him and got up to get dressed and so did he. I put on my pinky skinny jeans, my fitted white tank top, my black off the shoulder sweater and my black vans. I put my hair in a tight bun and brushed my baby hairs. I took a few pictures and put them on instagram. I look good.

I put on my sunglasses and grabbed my purse.

"You ready?" He asked and I nodded.

I locked up the house, we got in Corey car and left. I took the time to look at my phone and see if I had any messages. I had a few from Sammy, Quetta, and Kitta.

Sammy

~I heard about what happened and I hope you okay baby girl. Hml later doe I wanna chill withcu~

I replied back to same saying I was fine and I would hit him up later since I had plans.

Quetta

~We gone beat they ass when we see them girl don't even trip, hml later, we got to get it cracking this weekend.

I relpied back saying Hell yeah we on they ass and aight I gotchu bro. She is too crazy.

Kitta

~I hope you didnt forget about me hoe, I got a appointment tomorrow at 12 so be there or be square. And pregnant or not we gone get them hoes that tried to jump you.

I relpied "girl you already know I'm gone be there for you and my god baby and you anit got shit to worry about they already know what it is when I see them.