HUMBLE.

XVI. Word is Bond

Jade

I woke up in bed with the light from the sun dead in my face. I covered up with the blanket and peeked out to see that Sapphire had already had Tylenol and a water bottle waiting for me. I grabbed them up and downed the pills taking a long gulp of water. What all did I drink last night? I sat up with my eyes closed realizing that I slept in only my underwear and that Tommy Hilfiger tube top.

I halfheartedly chuckled to myself picking up my overalls off of the floor that were sitting next to ... Football cleats. This is not my room. I looked around not recognizing my environment. All I knew was that I got faded as fuck last night and I remember Zion helping me to bed.

This is their room. Fuck! They are some sneaky ass demons.

A deep groan from the other side of the room damn near made my bladder drop. Eli. Why am I so nervous? It's not like we were in bed together. Just in the same room. But I'm damn near naked. He's seen me naked before I think. He shuffled around in his bed until he started mumbling and cussing at the sunlight. "Z, what the hell I tell you about leavin' those curtains open? The sun just cock blocked me in my own damn dream."

"Huh?" I said lowly.

He smacked his lips, "Don't start. I already know you just gon' say, "Then go get ya girl and quit bein' a pussy. You over here havin' wet dreams about her, but don't wanna act on it." Imma act on it one day. You know I still got shit to handle." I slowly got up and closed the blinds and curtains. I wanted him to keep talking. "Thank you, Ol' Yella," he chuckled. "You must be hungover too. You're welcome for sitting the Tylenol by you."

"Yeah," I mumbled. I slowly got back in the bed and covered my head facing away from Eli's view. This was awkward, but it seemed the only way I would get any answers from him. I would ask him sometimes, but I just got short, blunt answers. No results.

Eli sighed, "Man, I need to talk to Jade." I perked the hell up and was all ears at this point. "I gotta tell her about his baby situation wit Fallon. I talked to ol' fuck boy Dorian last night and he told me some disturbing ass shit. Fallon ass not even pregnant and never was. He said she was tryna trap me into a baby because she knew she couldn't trap him. Dassit," he chuckled. "I don't have to wait no more to get my girl. Hopefully she'll even talk to me though. I been fucked up."

"Eh," I gave a short response trying to deepen my voice. I was able to grab my phone from my overalls and decided to answer Eli's prayers.

Me: Elias can we talk? I mean, if you want to? Library at 3? 

I heard his phone ding with a notification right after I sent my message and it sounded like he got all the way up. "Bruh, she tryna meet up," he excitedly yelped. I almost blew my cover by laughing. "I'm about to go shower and I'll meet up with yo drunk ass later." He then slammed the door to the room and I hurriedly got up so I could do the same. I gave myself a couple hours to get ready.

I jumped into my overalls and snatched up my shoes that were haphazardly thrown on the floor. I gave myself a couple minutes before exiting the room and luckily the halls were still pretty empty. I headed straight for the stairs so I could get upstairs to my floor. While heading up the two flights I had to climb, I got a message from Eli.

Dean-O: Thank you for taking the time to talk to me after all the shit I been on. Can't wait to see you.

I smirked at my phone nearly swooning over the instant endorphin release I felt within myself. I almost forgot my head was still hurting from all of the alcohol I drank the night before. Once I made it to my room, I swung the door open to reveal that no one was even here. I shrugged off the absence of my roommate and grabbed up some clothes to shower.