Cold War

9

"Damn so she just ignored your ass and dipped?" Trey said as rolled up his blunt.

"Hell yeah, I ain't sweating it though. It's this girl that hang around Aria and she's fine as hell." Amontae said.

Amontae had told Trey about what happened last night. He was still a little upset about it. Winter still haven't called or texted Amontae.

"Word? What grade she in though? You know Aria hang around young hoes." Trey said as he licked the rello.

Most of Aria's friend were ages fourteen to fifteen. Only a few of them were older than her.

"She in the tenth, but she's sixteen." Amontae said.

Amontae was seventeen, making him one year older than Brittany. Trey was a couple months older than Amontae.

"You sure? Bitches be lying about their age nowadays. Hell, most of them look grown." Trey said as he lit up his blunt and took a puff from it.

A lot of girls that tried to get with Trey were young. So he would always asked for girls ages and proof of it. He didn't want to go to jail one day for statuary rape.

"I'm sure, she looks old enough anyways." Amontae said as he scrolled on Instagram.

"Damn, So this whole time Winter was a virgin?" Trey asked.

Amontae shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, she never told me."

"She probably just don't wanna fuck you. You might be ugly to her." Trey joked.

Amomtae laughed at Trey.

"Nigga shut your ass up." Amontae said.

"Nah but for real though, y'all need to talk about that. Ain't no way I'm staying in a relationship without sex." Trey said.

Trey barely stayed in relationships. He couldn't find himself committed to somebody yet; especially if females were throwing themselves at him.

"I don't want it to seem like I'm pressuring her though. She might think that's the only thing I want." Amontae said.

Amontae had a lot of love for Winter. He actually liked their relationship; but he wanted to be more intimate.

"Nigga so, if you want to have sex let her know. If she don't give it up, find it somewhere else." Trey said before taking another hit out of his blunt.

Trey was the last person Amontae should have been taking advice from. He had horrible relationships in the past.

Amontae just nodded his head. He didn't want to cheat on Winter, but he also had needs. The last time he had sex was more than a month ago.

A few minutes later Katrina walked through the front door with bags in her hands. She had went shopping with the money Trey gave her.

Ever since she quit her job Trey would hand her money every week. She knew that what he was doing was illegal and she didn't care. As long as she was getting something out of it.

Katrina made it seem like Trey was the adult around the house. She barely contributed to paying the bills and she was always asking him for things.

"Boy I know you not smoking in this damn house." Katrina complained as she sat the bags on the couch near her.

She had on a black  sundress that complimented her curves. She also had a nice black Gucci purse on her shoulder.

"I pay the bills." Trey retorted as he blew smoke out of his mouth.

Katrina folded her arms and looked at Trey.

"Don't try to show out in front of your company. I'll smack the shit out of you, put that damn blunt out!" Katrina yelled at Trey.