Just Us.

JU9.

Giselle Love|Juicy.

"OKAY, Kari and Kai come eat!" I shouted putting both their plates down onto the table where Khalil sat doing his homework.

"I don't fucking get this shit." Khalil said putting his pencil on the table.

"Baby.. look." I picked his pencil and did the problem. "See."

I was here cooking dinner for the twins and Khalil and helping Khalil with his homework because his dad was at work and Khalil can't cook for shit.

"Thank you Juicy, I was tired of eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches." Kari said looking at Khalil making me chuckle.

"You're welcome honey." I said rubbing over his head. "Your brother needs to get it together because I told him the sandwiches ain't cutting it."

"I could've let y'all ass starve." Khalil said looking up from his work.

"Okay, go eat so you can get ready for bed." I told the twins, eating a piece of pork chop that I'd fried for dinner. "It's 8:30 already."

"Khalil let's us go to bed whenever."

"Well Khalil needs his ass whooped," I said. "You're ten, you should be going to bed."

"You sound like my mom." Kai said. "I like you."

"Thank you." I smiled softly.

"Hey, Juicy. Can you do my hair?" Kai asked me making me look at her hair that was braided in two plaits.

"How do you want it?" I asked.

"Hmm, however you can do it that's pretty."

"Well, do you want braids or what?" I asked her.

"Braids would be fine." I nodded.

"Okay, I got you, I'll do it tomorrow because it's late. Finish eating so you can get washed up and ready for bed." I told them. When they were finished, they washed up for bed and put their pajamas on, now it's just me and Khalil.

"Thank you." Khalil said to me making me nod.

"It's nothing." I said putting the last dish in the rack to dry. "Are you done with all your homework?"

"Yeah." he said pushing it across the table towards me. I sat down in the seat and began looking over his work. "We really don't know each other."

"We don't." I chuckled noticing.

"Let's play 21 questions." I nodded. "What's your favorite color?"

"Purple." I said. "What's your favorite food?"

"Shrimp." he answered. "Favorite movie?"

"Hmm... Losing Isaiah." I said. "Favorite tv show?"

"Power." he said. "What do you wanna be?"

I smiled. "A RN, I took classes last year and I'm taking them this year so I'll graduate with a certificate saying I can basically work in any hospital along with an internship while I go to college at any hospital."

"Damn, that's wassup Juicy." I smiled. "I can tell that's what you wanna do, you just got happy as hell."

"It is, I just love helping people and I love the environment of hospitals. I interned for about two months at Central Hospital and I loved every second of it, I only stopped because I was working, going to school, and interning and my mom said it was too much on me I would've loved to continue though." I told him. "So when I graduate I'll be interning with pay at Central Hospital and going to school at FAMU for my degrees and by the time I'm 22, I'll have my degree and be working full time at a hospital as a registered nurse. My mama really motivates me."

I cringed noticing I'd brought up my mom, I tried not to talk about her knowing that his wasn't around for whatever reason. "Why you looking like that?"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to.."

"To what?"

"You know.... bring up my mom." I said lowly.

"Why wouldn't you tell me about your mom?" he said looking confused.

"Because your mom isn't like here." I said cringing.

"Juicy it's not that serious.." he chuckled. "Say what you want, she's not here, she's been not here, she's never gonna be here why would I make people feel bad about talking about their own mom? I'm fine."

"Where is your mom?" I asked, biting down on my bottom lip.

"She's dead." he said bluntly.

"Khalil.."

"She is," he shrugged. "Everybody dies."

"How'd she die?" I asked.

"Mass shooting, she died from jumping in front of a bullet that was meant for some other boy that she taught." he told me. "Don't feel bad though, she was fucking him."

"Khalil what?" I tilted my head.

"I mean yeah she's my mother and all but she wasn't a active parent, at least not towards the end of her life. She was never home, when she was home she was locked away in her office, and she literally was never there for anything. She missed dance recitals, sports events, she missed the twins fifth grade promotion ceremony, Kai sung a song and everything and she didn't even come."

"But sleeping with her student, Kha?" I looked at him unsure.

"We found out after she died because when she was pronounced dead. She was four months pregnant and my dad didn't even know she was pregnant,  that nigga told us because he knew and was at the hospital tryna see about his kid." Khalil shook his head. "Shit was crazy, my dad was so crushed."

"I would be too." I said looking at me phone that was dinging. "Oh I gotta go."

"That's your mama telling you to get home before the streetlights come on?" he asked putting his hands over his chest. "Aw so cute."

"Shut up." I rolled my eyes standing up from my seat.

"Give me a hug." he said once we were at the door.

I zipped my jacket up and walked into his arms wrapping my arms around his waist as he returned the gesture. "You not slick nigga."

I reached back and grabbed his hand that was on my butt squeezing. "What I do?"

"You k-know." I rolled my eyes at myself stuttering as he gripped harder. "Kha'." I whined.

"Alright, alright." he moved his hands giving me one last squeeze and kissing my neck. "Thank you for real."

"You're welcome, Kha'. I'll see you tomorrow." I left unlocking the keys to my mamas car and getting in.

That nigga know he fine...

hey bitches I'm saying this not to be mean but...

when y'all say "@" or "who is this?" or "what's their Instagram?" and I don't reply that's literally obviously because I dont want y'all to know and I'm never gonna tell y'all😂😂😂

I'm literally not tryna be funny or nothing but seriously if you post the @ 's of my characters your comment is getting deleted and I contemplate muting y'all but I don't because I know y'all are only being nice

this goes for all my books I will never post the @'s

not to be rude or anything of that sort

if you're mad🤷🏽‍♀️hope you get over it.

I miss y'all like wow hey, wyd?

I start school in three fucking weeks and I'm-

Q17: what's the name of your school?

Q18: uniform policy?