SHE AIN'T LIKE A SISTER NO MORE

CHAPTER THREE ~ THE MORNING AFTER...

JEN
I slowly open my eyes, and peel my face away from the pool of drool on my pillow. Ew...that's attractive! I let out a heavy groan as I roll over and slam into a hard body.
"Easy there tiger." Justin says, a smirk on his face and his eyes still closed.
"What're you doing in my bed?! Chase is gonna find you. Fuck Justin!!" I scream, pushing him from the bed. He falls off, hitting the floor with a loud thud.
"Ssshhhh!!" I say, poking my head over the edge of the bed to see him rubbing his ass.
"You're fucking with me right?! I barely made a sound!" He says, climbing back into the bed and pulling the blankets over himself.
"Justin!! Get the fuck up! Chase will come in any minute!" I yell, pushing him again.
"Chill out Topdeck, he's probably eating Britney's pussy right now!" He says, looking up at me through hooded eyes. Really?! I don't need to know that shit!
Oh, and 'Topdeck' is one of the many nicknames Chase, Justin and all the other boys have for me. I actually created it for Justin when I was teasing him for thinking he's black.
~flashback~
"Yes Topdeck! That's fucking amazing. I'm so good. You walk around the joint thinkin' you're 10 shades darker and shit! White on the outside, black on the inside! Kind of like that chocolate, ya know?!"
I watch as the boys stare back at me in shock.
"You playin' right?! If anyone gon' be Topdeck here Jen, it's you! Actin' all ghetto and shit. Your rap music blarin'...you even own a white boy album?!" Justin says, almost laughing.
I mean, what could I say? It was kind of true. Ever since I could remember, I was into R'n'B, Rap and HipHop. It sort of felt like I was born into the wrong skin. So, the nickname stuck. Thanks Justin!
~end flashback~
My breath is taken away for a moment, his sexy morning voice, husky and tired. His brown eyes are barely peeking out through his thick dark lashes. Those perfect pink lips a little more plump than normal. His hair an absolute mess, but I have to admit, it looks sexy as fuck.
I hear him chuckle. "Perve." He states.
"Ew. What? No!" I argue, climbing out of bed.
"Not what you were saying last night!" He replies, with a cocky grin followed by a wink.
"Get fucked, I was drunk! Why are you even in my fucking bed?!" I yell, throwing my arms in the air.
"Oh...well ahhh...you kind of begged me Jen!" He says, his eyebrows raised, sounding somewhat nervous.
"What?" I ask with a frown.
What the fuck was he on about? The last thing I can really remember is standing in the lounge area dancing...oh... and then...the guy, and then...oh fuck!
He must've seen my face drop with the sudden recognition. I looked back to him, as he simply states "yup...therrrre it is!!" Before climbing out of my bed, grabbing his shoes, wallet, phone and keys, before turning to leave. He kind of looks angry. Maybe with a little bit of sadness.
"Justin?" I ask quietly, suddenly nervous and fidgety, looking down and chipping away at my nail polish.
"Don't worry about it." He mumbles, not even turning back to look at me, before slamming my bedroom door behind him, making me jump.
What. The. Actual. Fuck.
JUSTIN
I walk into the spare room, pretty much known as my room, considering I spend about 80% of my time here, and have done since I was about 12. I throw my shoes on the floor, and place my phone, keys and wallet on the bedside table. Grabbing the blankets, I ruffle them, throw a pillow on the floor, and take my shirt off, making sure it looks like I've slept in the room.
I've got no idea why I'm so angry at Jen right now. I mean, it was just a little harmless fun. It's not like I kissed her or anything...fuck, I wish I'd kissed her! No! No I don't.
I hear the front door close, so I grab my phone and fall back on the bed, making it look like I've just woken up.
As predicted, within 30 seconds and some quick heavy stomps on the stairs, Chase is barging through my door.
"Sup bro?" He asks, walking towards the top drawer of the bedside table. He removes the 'bible', opens the front cover and with the contents held within the bible box, he starts rolling himself a blunt.
"You can't smoke that here bro, your mom will kill us." I mention, not moving my gaze from my phone. It vibrates in my hand, indicating a text. I exit out of twitter, into messages to see a new one from 'Lil sis aka Topdeck'.
*what the fuck Justin?*
I sigh, and go into contacts, changing her name simply to 'Topdeck', smiling at the memory of her trying to throw that name on me. Crazy ass bitch! To be honest, the "lil sis" thing had been making me feel strange for a while now. Ever since my thoughts starting drifting from 'Awww, that's cute...' more towards 'Dayumm, she sexy as fuck right now!' The name weirded me out now more than ever before. For obvious reasons.
I enter back into messages, as I hear Chase yank the bedroom window open, and spark the lighter, lighting the blunt.
"Da fuck bro? Your moms is gonna think that's me!" I yell, throwing a pillow at the back of his head.
"I rolled you one man...it's in the box." He replies.
I let out a little chuckle, before replying "thanks man."
Focusing my attention back to my phone, I type a quick reply to Jen.
*sorry shawty*
I grab the ready-made blunt from the box, and perch myself on the window sill next to Chase.
"Ya get the D wet or what?" I ask, nudging him playfully.
"Bitch passed out before I had the chance." He replies, shaking his head.
I laugh at his reply, taking another long toke, feeling the familiar taste swarm within me before slowing releasing it.
Hearing my phone vibrate, I stub out the blunt before throwing it back in the box and retrieving my phone from the bed.
Topdeck
*sorry for?! And put that shit out, its blowin' right back through my window you dumb fuck! Ps. Thx for lookin' after me last night. You're alright sometimes. :) *
I smile at her text, instantly hitting reply.
*1. Sorry for storming out this morning.
2. It's your 'dumb fuck' brother, not me.
3. I like looking after you. :)
4. I'm 'alright'?! stop kiddin' yourself boo, you know you love me!*
A couple seconds later, I hear her voice "Chase, put that shit out you fucking wanker!"
"Shut the fuck up!" Chase yells back.
I shake my head at the both of them, before I hear Jen slam her bedroom window, and yell back "fuck you bro!"
I raise my eyebrows at Chase, as he stubs his blunt out, throwing it out the window.
"She mad as hell though bro..." I say, smirking.
"I'm goin' for a shower!" Chase says, exiting the room.
I'm instantly on my feet, and walking down the short hall, past the closed bathroom door and into Jens room.
"Ya know you really don't need to text me when I'm only in the next room..." I state, leaning against the doorway.
"Hi." She replies softly, looking up at me.
Fuck me. How can she make me weak in the knees with one simple word?!
"Hey." I reply, staring into her eyes, and shoving my hands into my pockets.
We stand there staring at each other for god knows how long, and I find myself fighting against the need to wrap her in my arms. I watch as she sits cross legged on her bed, having already made it. Shes changed into grey sweatpants and a black tank, her hot pink bra peaking out against her chest, and he hair thrown up into a messy ponytail. She looks absolutely beautiful! I find myself licking my lips.
"J?" She whispers, almost as though she's scared to interrupt my thoughts.
"Mmm?" I ask, shaking my head a little.
She smiles up at me, and I find myself walking towards her, then falling on the bed, laying on my stomach.
"What doin'?" I ask, looking up at her beautiful face again.
"Workin' on a remix..." she replies, automatically making me smile. How did I not even notice the laptop sitting on her lap?!
Music is something we definitely have in common, and we often break out into playful rap wars, or record stupid little songs together. She's got a beautiful voice, and her dj skills are amazing. Still, she'd never believe me if I told her that. Modest little thing she is.
"Let me hear it then!" I say, flipping onto my back, and placing my hands behind my head. Her bed is comfy as fuck. I've only spent 2 nights in here, and I've gotta say, I've never slept better. I turn my head to the side, and inhale her beautiful scent off of the pillow. I smile a little, then look back at her, realizing it was silent.
She sits there, eyebrows raised, a cute little smirk playing on her lips.
"What?" I ask, smirking back at her.
"You fucking creeper! Did you just sniff my pillow?" She says, breaking out into a huge grin.
"What? I like your shampoo..." I reply, shrugging my shoulders.
She slowly shakes her head at me, and I can't help but send her a little wink. I watch as a beautiful rose colour works its way onto her cheeks, and I realize I've just made her blush, and quickly decide it is the cutest thing I've ever seen! Without even realizing, my hand is moving up to her face, my fingers wrapping around the side of her neck, my thumb placed on her cheek. I feel her warmth beneath my hand, and watch as she slowly closes her eyes and lets her face rest gently within my hand. I run my thumb over her cheek a couple of times, in awe of the colour that has now deepened, making itself more obvious.
The breath she seems to be have been holding in, comes out shaky, and I know for a moment that she feels it too. She knows this isn't what it used to be. She knows this is no longer a brother sister kind of relationship. They say people speak the truth when they're drunk. Is it possible she was doing that last night? I don't know. What I do know, is I'll never feel that brother sister feeling again. In one way, I'm going to miss it. In so many other ways I won't. The way she makes me feel is indescribable. The butterflies which had suddenly started appearing for no apparent reason. I'd only have to think about her, and they'd be there. The way my heart seems to skip a beat occasionally. This is so wrong! Her dumbass brother would fucking kill me if I so much as look at her wrong.
I give Jen a little smile before removing my hand, and laying back down. As long as she felt something anywhere near what I just felt, then I'm good. I think she did feel it too. The way her breathing was off. The beautiful colour her cheeks had gone.
"You gon' play that shit or what?!" I ask, closing my eyes.
"Uhh...it's really not done at all. But I want you to rap on it..." she says, as I feel her shifting beside me.
"Mmhm...so hurry up and play it. I ain't fuckin' gettin' any younger..." I moan, opening one eye and smirking so she knows I'm only half joking.
"Impatient little fucker!" She states, shaking her head.
"Get fucked! Let's not start this impatient talk again, 'cos ya know you impatient as fuck!"
"Shut the fuck up and listen!!" She laughs, pressing a few buttons on the laptop.
"About fucking time..." I mumble, wanting to piss her off that little bit more.
Suddenly some sick beat blasts from her laptop, and I'm glad I spent that bit of extra money for good sound when I brought it for her 16th birthday.
I bob my head to the beat, getting a feel for the flow, when I hear Chris Browns voice that Jen has mixed in, and it makes me smile. She knows I love me some Chris Brown.
I'm already coming up with lyrics in my head, eyes still closed.
As it draws to an end, I've already counted the seconds I have to fill. 62 seconds...shawty mane get it poppin'! I laugh at my own stupidity, before I hear Jens voice.
"I said it wasn't that great..." she mumbles, fidgeting on the bed all nervous and shit.
"Get fucked, that was sick. Burn it for me. I'll get on it." I say, sitting up and resting my back against the headboard.
"I mean, it's okay I suppose." She replies, continuing to fiddle with her laptop.
I climb off the bed, fixing my pants, before throwing up deuces to Jen and walking out of the room, still smiling.
Chapter End Notes:
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