Complicated Love

I Don't Get It

*James Pov*

Man I don't know what I was thinking when I made Bre my bestfriend. She's always hugging and holding me. No lie when we hug she put that pussy close to my dick and that shit be having a nigga on hard but I aint tryna fuck up our friendship. Usually when I make a girl my bestfriend ill either fuck them or make her my girl but Bre don't seem like the type for all that. She swear she a virgin and a christian but get baby girl high and drunk and she's a totally different person. And I hate when her and her bitch ass boyfriend get into shit she always wanna talk to me about it and im just like don't you have bitches for that shit. But my mom and grandma like her so I guess im keeping her annoying ass around.

"Bestfriend which one of your hating ass hoes are you with now" she said while laying on my bed going through my phone.

"Marissa and keep going through my phone you gone see something you ain't never seen before" I told her while on her phone texting her mama but she's really my future mother in law.

She laughed her retarted ass laugh "What you gotta dick on your phone. I always had a feeling you was gay." Her wanna be Kevin Hart ass.

"You know I only have pics of your dick in my phone" I said instantly laughing at the shocked look on her face. She rolled her eyes and kept scrolling until she screamed and dropped my phone on the carpet.

"Bitc- I mean Bre what the fuck is wrong with you" I corrected myself cause last time I called her a bitch shit didn't end well.

(Flashback)

"Bre why you even with that nigga all his dumb ass ever does is make you cry!" I yelled at her cause this is the third time this week she'd came to me about her and Joshua or Johnny whatever his name is and today is fucking Tuesday.

"I don't know we've been together for so long and I love him I just don't understand why he keeps cheating on me. Is it because I wanna stay a virgin or am I no longer attractive to him like what's the problem." She said sobbing on my chest. I would usually tell her its just because they're apart or its not her fault but now she's blaming herself? That's the dumbest shit she has ever done and we're just sophomores and done some dumb shit. I can't believe she think she's the cause of their issues. She's beautiful, trustworthy, kind, honest, and loyal and she wanna cry over a nigga that really just wanna fuck her is stupid.

"Bre you need to chill with all that bull shit cause you're really sounding like a dumb bitch and I don-"

SLAP!!!

"Don't you ever fucking call me a bitch or imma fuck your ass up nigga" She said with a clenched jaw. I damn sure wasn't about to let her slap me so I grabbed her by the shoulders picked her ass up and slammed her into the wall. Not hard enough to hurt her but hard enough to prove a point.

"Look im sorry I didn't know but don't ever put your hands on me like that again ight" I looked her dead in her eyes and got hypnotized. Her eyes are the most beautiful thing on her and they showed sadness, fear, and I thought I seen a wave of lust but I might be wrong. She nodded her head and apologized. I didn't want her to start crying again and I was the cause so I brought her in my arms and rocked her until she fell asleep.

(Flashback over)

"What's wrong with you!!! I think I just seen a picture of your dick" I checked my phone for cracks and looked to see what she was talking bout. And she was right she seen my dick.

"Yea you seen my dick at least it at small" I shrugged laying next to her like before.

"Well why it look like that. Why can I see your veins, why its darker than your other body parts." She asked really concerned about my dick. I laughed at her and just replied with "Because that's how my dick is." She slide away from me and I climbed on top of her.

"Why you acting like that you knew I had a dick Bre." I said confused

"Yea but I didn't know it was like that bestfriend you could hurt somebody with that" she said and we both started laughing. That's why I love Bre she takes the seriousness out of awkward moments.

"Well I do have em walking funny you wanna be next" I said while dry humping her. She laughed and tried to push me off but I like the position I was in.

"Boy if you don't get your Magic Mike wanna be ass off me" She tried saying while catching her breath cause she was laughing extremely to hard.

"Oooh if I become a male stripper will you come to my shows" I said with a evil smile cause she hates it.

"Sure imma bring my gay friend Carlos so he could put 1s in your G-string." She laughed again and tears started to come out so I gave her a straight face and after a minute she calmed down.

"Alright Mr. Stripper show me what you gone do on stage" I looked at her funny then got up to lock my door cause my grandma would bust in this shit for no reason.

I turned on 2012 by Chris Brown and took off my shirt then my basketball shorts off real slow leaving my boxers on. She was on the edge of the bed watching me so I started to sing a little and she chuckled cause I can't sing for shit. I picked her up and layed her the floor and started grinding on her. Then I picked her up by her small ass pinned her on the wall and looked in her eyes and for a second seeing excitement and lust in her eyes and right now all im thinking about is fucking the shit out of her. I moved closer and had one hand holding her up by her ass and the other gliding up her exposed thigh to her pussy in the boy shorts. I started kissing her neck while get closer to her hot box and I know she was ready cause her entire body was hot and she didn't stop me. Until I started sucking on her neck.

"James put me down please." She said in a panic and once I did she ran into the bathroom turning on the sink.

I had mixed emotions about everything that was going on and I was hard so that didn't make my thoughts any less freaky. I mean my bestfriend is attractive and all that but she's still a little girl. Not in body but somewhat mind. We're just alike with the we don't love these hoes, fuck them and get what we want but she thinks everything is nasty. But let me check on her to make sure she good.

"Bre you good in there?" I said while knocking on the door. She came out the bathroom in her purple bra and panties and went into my closet to get my Mickey mouse hands shirt. I couldn't help but stare at how her boobs sit up in the bra, how flat her stomach was with her sun shaped birth mark on her right side, and how phat her pussy gotten. I know im wrong but she must be fucking to get her shit like that.

"James!!!" she yelled. I aint even realized she was calling me cause I was lost in my thoughts.

"Huh?" was all I could say. I don't know when she got this comfortable around me but I aint complaining.

"I said you need to handle your business cause your friend is up. I left you some lotion in there." She said chuckling. Im not gone even say some slick shit cause she was right. It would be better if she pop that pussy for a real nigga but I already know that's dead. I just don't get our friendship.