Chapter 11.

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2 months later...


Bestfriend😍👊🏽😘: i would say you can come see me if you can leave the house

Me: yea I can leave just give me a couple minutes until my mom goes to sleep

It's spring break and Paul came down with a couple of his homeboys and they were staying at a hotel. My mom just came home from work so in order for me to leave and not be asked any questions I'll have to wait till she goes to sleep.

I was already in my pjs so I just took them off and put on my jean shorts, I wasn't in the mood to put a whole bra on so I just took one of my bralettes and put that on, and top it off with my hoodie. I went in the bathroom to wash my face, after I went straight to my room grabbed my keys and quietly walked down the steps. I'm not sure if she was sleep or not but I know her lights were off so either way she wouldn't notice or hear me walk out.

On my way to the hotel he sent me his location, I stopped at the gas station to buy some wrap that he wanted and then I texted him and told him that I was on my way.

The hotel was literally not that far when I got there, I parked my car and waited until he came, it took him forever to come to the car until he called me.

"Hello" I answered my phone.

"My bad, I had to do something, where are you though" he asked.

"I think I'm in the back" I responded looking around.

"By Waffle House?" I looked out the window and seen Waffle House at the end of the parking lot.

"Yea, my car still running so you should notice it, my headlights still on and all"

"Ok I'm coming" we hung up the phone and when I seen him approaching the car, I unlocked the door to let him in.

"Hey Bestfriend" he greeted as he sat down in the passenger seat.

"Hey" I responded. I went in my bag and took out the wrap he asked for.

"Oh thank you." He responded taking it from my hand. "It's ok if we smoke in your car right?" He asked.

I looked at him like that was a dumb question. "Yea of course, it's my car"

"I'm just asking" he responded.

He started to do what potheads do with rolling the weed and so forth.

"Just crack your window a little bit I don't want the smell to stay in too long"

"Gotcha" he responded. We talked about a lot of things as we smoked, I really thought it will feel weird or nerve wrecking chilling with him in person now since we fucked but it felt normal.

"Where's your rear view mirror" He asked noticing that it wasn't on the window where it should be.

"Oh I let my cousin borrow my car one time and I got it back just like this"

"What? How?" He asked confused as he felt on the glass.

"I don't know I asked him if he was having sex in my car or fighting but he couldn't tell me how it happened." I responded shrugging my shoulders. I mentally cursed myself for bringing up the word sex, it's only going to lead to more. He busted out laughing.

"You never know he probably was having sex and her legs could've hit it and it just broke"

"Eww no, how...you know what I don't even want to think about it that's disgusting" I said. He chuckled and I looked up at him from my phone. Paul was high as hell, his eyes were low and he had a smirk on his face.

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