Zane (right) and Travon (left) in MM.
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Travis
While Aug and Travon went out to wherever they was going, me and Zane stayed back and worked on some blunts.
"So you think Aug really in love with that girl?" Zane asked as he put some honey on a blunt.
"Hell yea! They both deep in love wit eachotha' and it's hard for either one of em to deny it."
"Damn." He chuckled. "How they met?"
"I don't even know - He came home from school one day talkin bout how she look and how she talks wit an accent - He kept me up all night describing every piece of her to me." I shook my head.
"So what about you? Every since Mel passed away, you been kinda distant from love."
That's one subject I didn't wanna touch on when it came to me.
"Nah, i'm straight chillin' man. I'a let a few girls come by for a few and then i'm on to the next - You know how I roll, Zane."
"Well, I guess now is a perfect time to tell you - I'm bout to be a dad."
I dropped what I was doing and looked at him.
"This the same Zane i'm talking to? The same one who swore up and down that they don't want kids? Boy!" I smiled.
"Yea, you know I love me some Brittany, and i'd do anything for that girl - She said she wanted a baby and I had to put in work." He grinned.
"Nasty asses - But congratulations for real though. You gon' continue doin' this mess when the baby come?"
"Nah, Ima go ahead and open up my own training center, or a kids center. I ain't decide yet."
"That's wassup man. How many weeks is Brittany?"
"Months - We got about... four mo' months and she'll be ready to pop."
"What's the gender?"
"Issa girl." He said in the 21 savage tone.
I laughed at him and shook my head; We continued to roll the blunts up nice and perfect and added honey to it so it won't burn too quickly, and also, the taste.
We added pop rocks in some of the bags too because our customers liked to smoke and eat pop rocks at the same time. That actually isn't bad.
August
I had just dropped Travon back off to whea he needed ta be at and I saw mama wasn't hea.
I walked into the house and saw Izel in the kitchen cookin' up some.
I walked pass ha' and I saw ha' jump.
"God, you scared the hell out of me!" She put ha hand ova' ha chest.
"My fault." I grabbed a wata' bottle and I was bout ta walk out until she grabbed my arm.
"Can we talk? I-I'll understand if you don't want to but - I-"
"We can talk." I sat down at the island and watched ha turn the stove and what not off.
"First off, I want to say sorry for the way i've been acting towards you. You didn't deserve that all and I guess I was being a total bitch about the whole situation. And the thing with Kai - I deleted her number and everything. I can see where you're coming from with that, and now I feel stupid for even trusting her."
"It's cool." I said takin' a sip of my wata'.
"It's cool? That's all you have to say?" She frowned
"Yea, ya apology was aight.. I could use a lil mo' apologizin." I smirked.
She smiled and gave me a kiss.
"I love you, and pinky promise you won't keep anymore secrets from me." She frowned and held up ha pinky.
"Zel, I ain't doin' dat childish shit." I smacked ha hand away.
"Do it or I'll give you the silent treatment again."
"Aight fine. I pinky promise." We connected our pinkies and kissed it.
"Can I ask you something? And you can not laugh." she asked.
"Sho' - go ahead"
"I've been - Uhm ... that thing you did to me - I don't know what you'd call it, but can we do it again?" She bit her lip.
"You talkin' bout dis?" I put my hands in ha pants and started ta rub on ha pearl.
"Mhm." She whimpered and nodded ha head.
"You stay gettin' turned on." I chuckled and lead ha up to the room.
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Broken
FanfictionSixteen year old Izel (EYE-ZEL) has been going through the worst things ever since she was young. Her father passed away before she was born, and her mother went and remarried someone Izel hated very much. He goes into her room every night and eithe...