Young Blood

Chapter 5

Jujuan POV

I wake up to a wet feeling on my chest. I look down and it's lil shawtys lips pressed against my chest. I smile and lightly lift her off me and get up. I go to the bathroom and freshen up and head to the kitchen. I was gonna cook her something ... but I don't know how to cook. So I got my keys and headed for Waffle House.

Essence POV

I wake up again to an empty bed. I was scared. I sat up against the back board and looked for my phone. I had a missed call from my step sister. My step sisters name is Tiana. She's 15 and lives in Orlando .

Essence: Hey girl. Sorry I was sleep.

Tiana: It's ok Es. I was just calling to see if you're gonna make my sweet 16?

Essence: Oh snap. Yea I'll make it , when is it?

Tiana: Next week Saturday.

Essence: Yea sure , I'll buy a ticket later on today.

Tiana: okay ! Talk to you later.

I place the phone down and get up. I look down and I'm in a long black shirt which isn't mind. I walk around the room and see the bathroom I walk in and look in the mirror. There was bags under my eyes from crying so much my hair was a mess , and I had bruises all over my collar bone. I turned off the light and walked down stairs. The house was so beautiful and big. Once I made the last step I was met with a face. But not one I've seen before. It was a boy ... a little boy. He looked about 4 years old.

Boy: Who are you ?

Essence: I'm just a friend of your dad's.

Boy: Really ? You went to heaven ?

I was confused. Then the door opened and it was Jujuan.

Jujuan: Khalid, go up stairs and put your shoes on. Your momma finna come get you.

His little feet just starts running and he disappears.

Essence: I'm sorry .. I should go.

Jujuan: Nah you good. I got us food.

Essence: oh thank you ... I didn't mean to intrude on you and your son.

Jujuan: That's not my son. That's my nephew.

He smiles and looks back up at me.

Essence: Oh ... I'm sorry again.

Jujuan: since I've met you which has been almost 2 days. You've said sorry to me almost 10 times. Fuck wrong witcha?

Essence: Who are you -- . It's common courtesy.

Jujuan: Well stop and eat.

We sat down and ate in silence , but it wasn't awkward. I felt comfortable. Then he spoke.

Jujuan: I just want you to know that'll never happen to you again. I can get some of my niggas to handle that dude at the club for me.

Essence: NO STOP ! ... I mean please don't. It's fine.

Jujuan: no ? This nigga could've raped you.

Essence: I know .. but he doesn't deserve to be hurt .. really. I can deal with it. But first I need to find a job. Wait .. my car ? Where is it ?

Jujuan: The bar still , but I told them to tow it.

Essence: What ?!? No! My money ..

Jujuan: what money ?

Essence: the money I made last night .. it was in there.

Jujuan: how much was it ?

Essence: $2000 I believe.

He gets up and goes upstairs. He comes back down and throws 2 stacks on the table.

Essence: No.

Jujuan: Girl take the money.

Essence: I only work for my money. I can't just get it for free. Thank you , but no thanks.

Jujuan: Take the money.

Essence: No.

Jujuan: Why you so damn stubborn ? He laughs.

I shrug my shoulders and take his bacon off his plate and eat it.

His jaw drops.

Jujuan: Bitch what the fuck !

Essence: excuse me ?

I get up and run up stairs and I can hear him following behind me. I grab my shoes and put them on and grap my phone.

Jujuan: how you gone eat my bacon ?

I turned around.

Essence: Thank you for the breakfast , for helping me and everything , but I do not tolerate being called out my name. Goodbye.

I continue walking down the stairs and open the door and started walking down his drive way.

Jujuan: You know that's my shirt ?

I stopped and looked back at him. I walked back and took off the shirt and placed it in his hands . Leaving me in boy shorts and a sports bra. I start back walking when I felt my body being scooped up.

Essence: Put me down nigga !

Jujuan: Fuck you think you is walking around like that. Got me fucked up.

I look at his face as he walked me back up the drive way in his arms. His jaw line was tensed up so I can tell he was mad. I stopped talking.

He put me down. Put the shirt back on me and walked me back in the house. I stood at the door and rolled my eyes at him.

Who does he think he is ? Acting like my nigga ? He walked up stairs and disappeared.