For Me

A New Feeling

"Yoooo" I hear someone shout in my ear, "Yooooooo" I sit up and stare at him. "You ain't have to scream in my ear like that bruh."

"My fault ma" bringing my palms to my face, I place a hand under my chin and crack my neck. He winces and turns his nose up at me.

"Where's Quilly?" I felt weird sitting in a room with just him, I don't know why but I do. He raises an eyebrow at me and squints, "He wit his bitch right now" I gathered that he's disrespectful towards women from that one statement alone.

Quickly changing the subject I ask him if I was in his room. "Yes ma'am, you passed out at the mall" I start picking the skin at my nails and look around at the trophies behind me. "Ian (I ain't) gon ask 'cause ion really care, but you can't be doing that weird shit in public" I internally scoff at his dumbass "Ight."

As I was moving towards the door, he stopped me as his hand gripped my arm. I looked up from his hand to his face a couple of times before he removed himself.

"Is there a problem?" I ask with a glare. He was irking my nerves and I didn't feel like surrounding myself in this negative energy at the moment.

"Don't forget that you're in my house, you gon learn to respect me."

Wow. Niggas give you one thing and expect something in return. I mean yeah I pleaded with him to stay here but he allowed me to. He think that disrespectful shit gon continue to fly with me.

I take a couple of breaths before I look up at him. "You need to learn that respect goes both ways, you can't expect to dish shit out if you can't take it. Fuck is wrong with you?"

I must have hit a nerve with the way he stood there in silence. We had a stare down match for a couple of seconds before he chuckled and moved past me. He shut the door behind him like I wasn't the one that was going to leave in the first place. I shake my head and follow in his footsteps, making sure to slam the door. Hope this shit breaks.

As I walked around the halls, I realized that it was quiet. Maybe everybody left by the time we got back. I didn't think we were in the mall for that long but who knows. I wanted to go look for the lady but I decided against it so I went to go find the man cave I was in last time.

I walked into the room and I smelled something fruity. It was as if someone had sprayed a raspberry scented air freshener. Anything fruit scented had my heart. I plopped myself down on the couch and started to scroll through the apps that were listed on the tv. I figured I'd binge watch a show. After a few minutes of scrolling, I settled on an anime I had my eye on for a while: Jujutsu Kaisen.

I maneuvered my body so that I could lay down comfortably and started on the first episode. I can't stand watching anime in dub, it just doesn't give the same energy as the sub version. I know some people prefer the opposite, since they can't read subtitles too fast. I don't understand how but whatever floats their boat.

By the fourth episode, I started to feel a little thirsty. I stretched and twisted my body until I heard a few cracks. I remembered the pattern on the walls so that I could remember my way into the kitchen. I peeked around the corner, since the coast was clear, I sped walked behind the island to get to the fridge.

There were plenty of options to choose from and I figured that I'd be in the room all day so I might as well grab at least two drinks. I grabbed a bottle of tropicana lemonade and a bottle of peach tea snapple. I set them on the counter and dragged a chair to the cabinets. I stood on it and grabbed a large plastic bowl. I quickly moved the chair back to where it was and rummaged through the pantry.

I mixed up three different kinds of chips and grabbed a pack of oreos. After grabbing some paper towels, I carefully walked back to my space.

Getting back to my comfortable position, I pressed play and enjoyed my time. I gathered a mental list of who my new crushes were. While I was in the middle of bussing down on my oreos, I heard a loud thump come from upstairs followed by a series of smashed glass. Once I heard the arguing, I closed the door and tuned it out.

I was so lost in the drama that was unfolding that I didn't see that an hour and some time had whooshed right past me. I was glad nobody had interrupted me but who was gon make dinner? Cause I sure as hell can't cook nothing but a simple meal.

I jumped and fell into the table when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"What the hell!" I stood and turned around to see Quill with a smile on his face. He has a beautiful ass smile.

"Why would you do that?"

" I wanted to check in on you after what happened"

"You check in by scaring people?"

"Nah, but the opportunity was there, you expect a nigga to not take it?" His locs fell over his eyes.

I rolled my eyes and threw my arms out for a hug. He embraced me and picked me up from the ground.

"No!" my plea fell on deaf ears as he spun me around in circles. He set me down but my giggles continued. I felt hella dizzy by the time they stopped.

"You got four heads Quiii" I laughed and tried to blink slowly. He set his hands on either side of my head and steadied me.

"You good now?" I nodded and smiled up at him. I don't know why I was so cheesy around him. It was impossible not to.

He looked behind me and raised his brows. "What episode you on?"

"Eight now" I sat criss-crossed applesauce back on the couch and patted the spot next to me. "Wanna watch with me?" I looked up at him with the remote in my hand.

He shrugged and fell down next to me, literally almost knocking me out of the seat. "Sub or dub?" he came a little too close to the side of my face and asked.

I scoffed at him and unpaused. "Finally! I'm tired of watching dub with these niggas."

He took it upon himself to steal half of the blanket and wrapped it around himself. I scrunched my face at him and rolled my eyes. To my surprise, he wrapped his arm around me and laid my head on his chest. He sat back and took a handful of chips into his mouth.

Me on the other hand, I wasn't as relaxed as I should've been. Laying on a fine ass man is one thing, but I couldn't get the feel of his chest out of my mind. It felt so nice. I was screaming on the inside.

The cologne he was wearing wasn't doing him any justice at all. It was so heavenly I could have passed out again. I took some breaths and calmed myself down. Everything was going well until he decided to fully lie on the couch and position me on top of him I. Felt. Everything.

God kill me now.