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Jahseh Onfroy
After Jahseh and I made up and packed our bags, we finally made it downstairs to the van.
"Why are y'all niggas limping so hard?" Jared laughed.
"Cause I can't feel my legs," Gazzy and Jahseh said in sync.
"That's what you get for trynna leave me," I looked at Jahseh who blushed and turned away.
"You asked for it," Future smirked at Gazzy.
Gazzy yawned and clung onto Future's arm," baby, I'm tired."
"I bet," Future smiled.
"Carry me?" Gazzy looked up at Future.
"Nah I'm good," Future chuckled.
"But Stoke is carrying Jah," he whined.
"Stoke doesn't have a choice," Jah giggled.
"I really don't," I laughed.
"If y'all are done, Who is driving back?" Omar budded in.
"You can?" I shrugged.
"Ight," he shrugged and got into the van. Everyone else was still coming down so it was still some time to fool around.
Jah and Aiden got into the very back row and I joined them, after showing Omar how to start the car.
30 minutes later
"Babe I'm cold," Jah whined.
I took off my hoodie and gave it to him and watch as he pulled it over his tiny figure.
"Babe I'm hungry," he started whining again not even five minutes later.
I dug in my backpack and found a bag of takis and gave them to him, "here and make it last."
Not even two minutes later he was back at it again, "baby I'm bored," he poked at my shoulder.
"I am about to choke you," I rolled my eyes.
His eyes teared up and tears started falling down his cheeks.
"What is wrong with you? You have cramps baby?" I wiped his tears away.
"I just w-want you t-to love me!" He cried.
"I felt that," Nahmir sighed.
"I'm about to punch you, you know I love you," Taymor glared at Nahmir.
"Baby I do love you. What's wrong? Want me to rub your tummy?" I rubbed his cheek.
He nodded his head and sniffed.
I pulled my hoodie and his shirt up and massaged his stomach.
A few minutes passed by and he hit my hand and pushed it away, "don't touch me."
What the hell?
"Give him some chocolate," Future snickered.
Gazzy glared at him and rolled his eyes. "You get on my fucking nerves," he spat.
"What did I do?" Future sighed.
"You guys are annoying," Jah pushed me away from him.
"What is wrong?" I asked scooting closer again.
"You. Now move," he snapped.
I heard Omar laugh.
"Omar Shut the fuck up that's why Gazzy left your Rottweiler looking ass," I spat.
"I will crash this car and kill us all," he laughed.
"Bitch I hope the fuck you do, you'll be one dead son of a Bitch I tell you that," Michael yelled.
"Shut the fuck up Stokeley," Jahseh rolled his eyes. "Your voice is irritating my soul."
That's unnecessary, " J- you know what? Leave me alone." I said as I tried to hold back tears.
He makes me so damn soft. It hurts my feelings so much when he is mean to me. I turned to face the window and put on my headphones and turned my music up all the way.
I don't need this right now.
Fifteen minutes later
"Stoke why are you being so quiet?" Jahseh pulled one of my headphones out.
I shrugged and put my headphones back in. I pulled my blanket over my head and leaned against the window as the tears came rushing down. I am hungry, tired, and my feelings are hurt.
"Baby?" Jah pulled my headphones out again.
"What?" I spat.
"Why are you crying?" Nahmir asked when he saw my face.
"Leave me the fuck alone," I looked at Jah. I put my headphones in and covered myself up again.
"Stokeley what's wrong?" He took both of my headphones out and snatched my phone.
I just looked at him and said nothing. I looked out the window, crossing my arms.
"Stokeley why are you ignoring me?" He asked.
I looked at him and rolled my eyes. I looked back out the window and sighed.
"We are gonna stop to get food, ight?" Omar announced.
"Bet," I yelled. A nigga hungry.
"You can talk to him but not me?" Jahseh scoffed.
"I thought my voice irritated your soul?" I shrugged.
"I-"
"I don't care leave me alone," I waved him off.
"What did he even do to you Jah?" Taymor asked.
"Yeah I'd love to know that," I crossed my hands and looked at him.
He just looked down at his hands and didn't say anything.
"How long until we get home?" He finally spoke
"About one hour maybe an extra thirty minutes depending on traffic," Omar answered.
"Thank god, I'll finally be allowed to talk," I sighed.
Nahmir and Michael laughed.
Ain't shit funny.
I felt my zipper being undone. I looked down and Jah had my dick in his hands stroking it.
"Be quiet." He mouthed.
He took my dick into his mouth and starting bobbing his head.
