56 | drug test; tiller

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Y/N's POV

" Get off of me witcho heavy ass! " Bryson laughs pushing me onto my feet from the couch.

" Oh, I'm Heavy Now? " I cross my arms raising a brow.

" Now stop, cause you know I was just playing. " he grasps my forearm and pulls me to straddle his lap. 

" I'm so excited !!! It's only 2 days away Bry !! 48 fucking hours! " I cheer.

" Yeah, you'll finally be the big 2-1! It took forever. " he laughs.

" Not my fault your an old man" I giggle pushing his shoulder " Oh My God!!! I'm so Excited!!! " I start jumping up and down on his lap clapping like a little kid.

" Sit. Still. Y/N. " he growls, digging his fingers into my side.

" Sorry, Daddy. " I smile innocently.

" Keep talking like that and I'm finna have you limping at your birthday party. " he smiles.

" Please do. " I whisper attaching my lips to his.

Bryson lets out a low growl giving into me, wrapping his arms around my back pulling me closer. I bring my hands to his neck but he grabs my hair pulling it causing my head to move back. He attaches his lips to my neck and I let out a small moan.

" B-Bryson " I moan.

" Shit ain't funny no more is it. " He speaks lowly against my neck.

Oh God, My ovaries. 

" I n-need you, Bry. " I sigh.

" Good. " He chuckles detaching himself from my neck putting me beside him.

"W-Wha- What the, Where are you going? " I ask baffled.

" Work Stuff, see ya later princess. " He smirks kissing my forehead turning to go to his in-home studio.

" Brys- " My phone sounds on the table next to me, I send on last glare to Bryson before answering my phone.

" Hello. " I grumble folding my arms.

" Sis!! Just who I wanted to talk to! How's the birthday week going? " My brother, Devin sounds through the phone.

" It's been good, what do you want Devin? " I giggle.

" I can't call my favorite little sister to just check up on her? " He snickers.

" One, I'm your only little sister, Two, you couldn't even say that without laughing, what's up Dev? " I laugh harder.

" So I need you to pee for me for this job, and you know weed way too important for me to stop, you got me? " He asks.

" Of course Devin! I always got you, when do you need it? " I head to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water.

" I gotta take it to the place tomorrow so do you think I could bring the bottle tonight and you could do it now? It's late I know but please for your favorite big brother? " He pleads.

" Tjay's My favorite but sure I'll do it for you tonight, hurry up and come get it! " 

" Your the best be there in an hour. " he hangs up and I head to the bedroom to go lay down until Bryson gets up here.

Only a small amount of time, about an hour passes and I, hear the doorbell ring signaling Devin is here. Hopping out of the bed I scurry down the stairs and see Devin and Bryson laughing their asses off looking at Devin's phone before they dap each other up. It's always made me happy to see how much my family likes Bryson. They meant the world to me and if they didn't approve of us I doubt we would have lasted as long as we did.

" The hell y' all looking at? " I say coming down the stairs.

" Nothing. " They say in unison.

" Anyways, here is the bottle for you pee in, hurry, please. I got here fast enough so I could take it tonight and they can tell me If I passed in the morning.

I take the bottle and walk towards the bathroom hearing them laugh and begin to talk again. Boys are just plain weird. Sitting for about 15 minutes I finally pee in the small bottle which was hard enough on it own and I put the top on it. I wash my hands looking at my puffy face. My period must be on its way because my face is never this puffy unless it's that time of the month.

"Here ya go. A bottle of freshly made piss. " I giggle handing it to him.

He drops it in a Ziploc bag and we say our goodbyes. I turn to Bryson and I see he is already scanning over my body before looking back at me. I giggle and walk towards him finishing what we started earlier.

" Jump." He mumbles not breaking our kiss and my legs wrap around him as he carries me up the stairs. 

Tonight is gonna be a good night.

                                              ---------------------The Next Day------------------

" Mm, this has been, the best pre-birthday turn up ever. " I cuddle further into Bryson sighing.

" All we did was watch Disney movies, and you cried through all of em. " he laughs.

" Shh, The Prince and Tiana are singing. " I whisper placing my eyes on the TV. 

There is an extremely loud bang at our front door which causes me to jump and look at Bryson. "Who could that be? "

" I don't know, I'll go check. " He stands up walking towards the front door.

" Who is it? " Bryson yells.

" open the goddamn door! " I hear my brother's voice sound through the door.

" D? " Bryson ask swinging the door open.

As Bryson swings the door open Devin storms through and slams Bryson's body against the wall shutting the door with his foot.

" I should snap your fucking neck right now! You know that right? I should fucking kill you! I would snatch your fucking heart out with my bare hands for this bullshit." He rages.

" Devin?! What's going on? Let go of him! " I yelp.

" I SWEAR TO GOD Y/N, IF YOU DON'T BACK THE FUCK UP! " He gets louder and I think I can physically see his blood pressure rising.

I've never in my life seen Devin this angry in my, almost 21 years of being his sister not once has he been like this around me. I've heard about it but I've never seen him in this state of anger.

" Devin, Tell Me what's going on?! Let go of my boyfriend, please! " I yell grabbing onto his arm.

He lets go of Bryson and I rush to his side helping him off the ground. Devin rushes to the living room and starts to pace with his fist balled up. 

" Devin, can you tell me why you're angry now? " I ask sitting next to Bryson wrapping myself around his arm.

" I failed the fucking text Y/N!  failed the drug test! " He yells.

" T-That's impossible, I don't smoke. " I sat up straight.

" I failed because they said the piss came from a Pregnant Woman. A FUCKING PREGNANT WOMAN Y/N!  " he growls.

to be continued... 



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