23 year old Jermane Thomas has been through hell and back and so has 22 year old Layla Ross. Jermane has been abused in every way you can imagine and so has Layla. Their whole lives they've been broken down.
What happens when the two come together a...
I'm in my room twerking cause I'm off. I'm too geeked. While I was twerking I got a phone call. I looked to see who it was. It's Jermane. I answered it.
Me:Hello? Jermane:What you doin'? Me:Nothing, you wanna come over? Jermane:I'm on my way. Me:Bring something to smoke on. Jermane:I got you. Imma be there in a minute. Me:Okay, bye. Jermane:Bye.
We hung up.
...
I looked at Jermane as he rolled up. He a pro at this shit. "How long you been doing this?", I asked.
"Since I was like 13.", he said. I shook my head up and down. He lit it and hit it twice before passing it to me. I did the same then passed it back.
I want Jermane. Like I wanna have sex with him but I'm scared. I don't know why but I am. Imma push that fear aside today.
I straddled Jermane then took the blunt from him. He looked at me confused as I took a hit. I turned my head and blew the smoke out then looked back at him. "What are you doin'?", he asked.
"Smoking. Guess what.", I said smiling.
"What?"
"I'm off."
"Congratulations.", he said. I put the blunt down then looked at him.
"Jermane, I want you.", I said.
"What?"
"I want you, sexually. Do you want me?" He shook his head up and down. I leaned in and kissed him, he kissed me back. He put his hands on my my hips as we kissed.
He picked me up not breaking the kiss and I wrapped my legs around him. He walked to my room and laid me on the bed. He took his shirt off the got on top of me. What my daddy did to me ran through my head. "Get off!", I yelled hitting him. He got off of me and I ran to the bathroom closing the door behind me. I leaned on the sink and cried.
I'm so embarrassed. I was just fine then boom. "Layla?", Jermane asked as he knocked on the door. "Did I do somethin' wrong?", he asked after he stopped knocking on the door.
"No. I'm sorry.", I cried.
"You didn't do anything wrong.", he said.
"I just freaked out on you."
"I understand why, it's fine. Can I come in?"
"I just need to be alone.", I said.
"Okay.", he said.
...
After a while I stopped crying. I hope he didn't leave. I opened the door and Jermane almost fell back. He stood up and stretched. He was knocked out. "Sorry.", I said.
"You good.", he said standing up. He stretched. "You good?" I shook my head up and down then hugged him. He hugged me back. This is something much needed.
We went back downstairs and finished smoking. "You should do hair.", he said touching my hair.
"Really?", I asked.
"Yeah yo' shit stay on point." I smiled.
"Thanks. I'll check it out."
"Let's go check it out now."
"Okay.", I said. I went and did my makeup then got dressed.
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I walked in the living room like a model again and did some spins. He started taking pictures again. He touched my stomach. "Okay I see you, abbs comin' in.", he said. I smiled.
"I'm trying. Come on."
Jermane
We just made it in a hair salon. "Hello, how may I help you?", a lady asked walking to us. She kept looking at me. She want me.
"Are y'all hiring?", Layla asked.
"No, sorry.", the lady said looking at Layla. She looked back at me. Layla huffed.
"Okay, thank you.", Layla said.
"No problem.", the lady said. They started walking away. She gone get this job.
"Excuse me.", I said softly stopping the lady. She turned around.
"Yes?", she asked smiling.
"My little sister really need this job. I know you can make space beautiful.", I said grabbing her hand. She smiled and looked down. She looked back up.
"I think a chair just opened up. She can start tomorrow at 8.", she said. I smiled. "Maybe we can go to dinner." I know I'm feeling Layla but she is fine and thick as fuck. I just wanna have a little fun.
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"I'd like that." She smiled. We exchanged numbers then I turned around. Layla was looking at us. I walked to her smiling. "You got the job. You gotta be here at 8 tomorrow." She slowly shook her head up and down then left. I followed her. We got in the car and I drove off.
She looked out the window as I drove. Normally she turn the music up and dance around and mess with me and take pictures of me but not now. I wonder why. She turned the music down and looked at me. "Why was you flirtin' with her? You calling me bae and chilling with me and doing all this shit like you like me but you were flirting with her. That makes no since. Don't send me mixed signals Jermane. I really thought you liked me.", she said.
"I do like you, I just wanna have a little fun. You know?", I asked quickly looking at her then back at the road.
