My Best Friend's Brother

3

I woke up and realized I was still on the phone with Tyree. "Shit.." I mentally cussed myself.

I put the phone up to my ear, "Hello?"

"Yea princess?" I blushed a little.

"Please do not call me that. Why are you even up? Hell why did you stay on the phone all night?" I asked rubbing my eyes.

Today is Saturday. I have a job but I don't go in until 12 to work mid shift. It's currently 10 am.

"Well shawty you fell asleep first and ya little snores was cute or whatever.

"I snore.." I mumbled to myself palming my face.

"Yea you do.." He chuckled. I chuckled too at how he thinks me snoring is cute. "Anyway, I ended falling asleep but I've always been an early beard. I been up since 6." He said.

"Doing what? You could've hung up. I was sleep." I argued.

"Ever since I was younger I had this over protective thing. FiFi would always call me at night if my mom and them was arguing or her real dad tried to come in there and hurt her. I would stay on the phone and practically stay up all night to make sure nothing happened." He explained.

FiFi told me about her real father. What a bastard. I would kill him myself, but luckily she had a big brother that was there for her.

"Such a good big brother.." I smiled. I honestly wish I did have a sibling here or there. Someone who could look after me and actually care for me like he did Fiona.

"I did what I could." He said clearing his throat.

"Umm.." I rubbed my head laying back down. "Why did-" I stopped myself sitting back up.

"Nevermind.." I said lowly.

"Why did I go to jail? I beat the shit out Fiona's real dad. Left him in a coma for about a year. Wish I would've killed him though." He said nonchalantly.

Hell me and him both.

"Oh.." I said. It went quiet for a few minutes.

"Look Dasia I ain't tryna get much out of you but you sparked an interest in me. Sounds weird, so what? Fuck it. You don't like it and I get that but try talking to me and you'll see I don't have bad intentions.."

He really has me questioning something I've fought myself for.

My sexuality.

I'm back at square 1 when I thought I had it all figured out.

"It's not that I think you have bad intentions.. it's just. I'm gay. I've never liked men my entire life and here you come bouncing into the picture and all of a sudden I'm acting all weird and shit when I get around you. How would you feel if you were Stud and you found yourself liking a guy?! Let alone your best friend's brother?!" I whisper yelled.

"Dasia-" "let's not forget your like 29!"

"28.."

"Whatever!"

"Dasia chill. We can take things slow. We just met yesterday I know but we can talk on the low. You don't like me or how things are we can forget we even talked and just stay mutual." He said.

"Hello! Even if I did, your age!" I freaked.

"Psh. Wow a 10 year difference.." He snickered.

This nigga is wildin'. What has he really been doing?

"I don't know.." I sighed. "All this talk is making my head hurt and I have to be to work at 12." I said.

"Oh shit fr? I could've saved it until later. Get up and get ready and I can take you."

"No thank you."

"I wasn't asking." He said all aggressively. Shit.

"Yes sir.." I mouthed to myself.

"Text me ya addy and I'll be there BY 11:30. Yo ass better be ready Dasia." He said.

"Boy ple-" the line went dead.

"I know this nigga did not hang up on me." I said. I grabbed some clothes and started my shower.

Should I really text him my address? I think I'll be fine walking or taking the bus.

I contemplated for almost 10 minutes.

I unlocked my phone and went straight to our messages.

5th & Park terrain Ave house 120

I sent it and stripped getting into the shower.

I was dressed on my work attire grabbing everything I would need. I won't be back until midnight.

I jogged down the stairs when I heard a car hunk outside.

I walked out the house and he rolled down his window. He started grinning and licking his lips like a damn fool.

I locked the door to the house and got in his car.

"They got all this for you before you got out?" I asked.

"Yep.. now what you wanna stop and get?" He asked pulling off.

"As in?" I asked while putting my seat belt on.

"Come on now don't play dumb. Food my nigga." He said.

"My bad, my bad.. Umm." I pondered.

"What are my options?" I asked.

"Shit everything.. whatever you want mama." He said rubbing his head over his haircut. Which suits him very nice.

"Anything? Really?"

"We got 30 minutes before you got to be there so yea but make it quick."

"Mmmm.. Firehouse subs." I cheered.

"Hell Yea.." We both laughed. We drove in and grabbed us some food from there and I directed him to where my job was. I got there 10 minutes earlier.

A record.

"Thank you, I appreciate the food and the ride." I smiled. He smiled back.

He took his thumb and rubbed the corner of my lip that had food on it.

"Ugh! You weird ass, you could've told me it was there." I laughed wiping it behind him.

"I was just trying to help." He chuckled.

We stared at each other for a moment. "I have to get going. But again, I appreciate it." I smiled looking down.

He unexpectedly grabbed my hand and kissed the back of it. It completely threw me off guard.

I immediately snatched it away. "Bye.." I quickly opened the door and closed it running off into the store. "Have a good day at work Ma!" He yelled. "Call me if you don't have a ride whenever you get off!" I heard him say. I scurried off into work and began my shift.

What the hell am I doing?