Chapter 18: The Friend Zone

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                                                                            *Solana's POV*

Dammit I knew It! I shouldve kept on walking past that nigga. But noo,my hormones want to go all over the place,and make me crazy! Now here I am riding on top of Tyler in his bed. The bed sounds like it's gonna break,and the rythym of the headboard is driving me crazy. "Fuck, i'm gonna cum!" I said bouncing on him harder. Finally I came, and  I kissed him,and  moaned as he bit my lip. Then I rolled off of him.

"Tyler, i'm tired." I said laying on his chest. "Well, then you better put some water on your face to wake you up, because, we about to do round two my nigga!"  He turned me over,and started fucking me from the back. "Tyler!" I screamed. "What?" He said pounding the shit out of me. Twenty minutes later, we put our clothes on and I redid my braids into the style,and I sat down next to him while  he layed down. 

"You missed me huh?" He said holding my hand. "Yeah, I feel all tingly,and I have to find my legs, still." He started laughing at me. "That's not funny! my legs are sore and I can't feel them!" I said slapping him,and he keeps on laughing. When he stops, he rests his hand on my leg and rubs on it back and forth. "Ty, baby,stop. it really hurts." I said pushing his hand away. "You wanna cuddle?" He said pulling me down. I glance at the clock,and its 3:05. "Nah, I gotta go home,now. And my granparents are bringing Hassan over."

Yep. I can finally see my little brother. My mom eventually got over it,and forgave me. But my dad? Not so much. He doesn't want anything to do with me. But there is ssome good new though. My mom is three months pregnant with twins! A boy and a girl! I know they old as fuck,but obviously,she can still bear children Haha.

I get back up,and grab my shoes and Tyler follows me downstairs. We see the boys smoking weed and eating a whole bunch of junk food and shit. I grab my stuff,and Tyler follows me outside and walks me across the street. "So... um yeah. I guess I'll see you tomorrow." I said standing up against the car,and he presses his body up against mine,and wraps his hands around me.

"Lana,why can't we be together again?" Tyler said. "Ty... whenever I try to keep a relationship with you, it always ends up in a disaster. Maybe we can just be friends." I said. "I have to go. Text me tonight ok?" I said pushing him off of me. "Ok, I love you Solana."  I smile and get inside the car,and wait until he goes inside of the house,then I drive off and it feels like I have ice stuck on the sides of my throat as I try not to cry. I don't cry over no nigga. Not anymore.

                                                                         *Tyler's POV*

When I get in the house, these niggas look higher than a kite,and I start coughing and open up a window. "Ya'll niggas gonna get me in trouble. You stupid pot headed ass niggas!" I said kicking Domo in the leg.

"Aye,man what happened to you and Solana? I heard ya'll upstairs. Fucking" Domo said. They all start laughing,and Taco gay ass starts moaning like a bitch. "You niggas mad cuz I get more pussy than you? don't hate appreciate." I said going into the kitchen. I come back with some lemonade and I sit on the other couch.

"So what did happen to you and homegirl?" Hodgy said. I shrugged and sipped on my drink. "I asked her why we not going out,and she said because it always end up in a disaster. Hell,she right! I got her pregnant, forced her to get rid of the lil' nigga,and I fuck her best friend to make things worse."  These niggas was silent as fuck,and I shook my head.

"I fucked everything up for her,and I'm the reason why her dad don't want shit to do with her." I said shaking my head. "Yo, you did fuck up bad. Solana is fucking gorgeous! But that bitch Jhene? She's aight." Taco said. We all looked at him like "Nigga,where's your bitch at? Oh yeah, with another girl."

I stifled a laugh,and he flicks us all off. We talk for a little while,and they finally leave. I clean up the house,and vaccum the floor because,theres crumbs and shit all over it,I feel like a damn maid up in this bitch. Atleast my mom will come home to a clean house and she doesn't have to bitch about it being so dirty.

I spray some febreeze to get rid of the weed smell, and I open the windows. When I finish, I go to the basement and play Grand Theft Auto, jack off, did my homework,and planned on watching TV for the rest of the night. I heared my sister and her stupid little friends playing,and I go up and slam the basement door. Bitch. I look at my phone,and I have three four text messages. One from Hodgy, Jasper,my mom, from earlier,and an unknown number.

Unknown: Tyler,we gotta talk

Me: who df is this?

Unknown: Jhene...

Me: what do you want bitch.

Jhene: We gotta talk about something.. Important

Me: How important are we talking?

Unknown: Can you just come over!!

Me: Fine.

Fuuck! this thirsty ass how wants the D so bad. I'm just gonna tell her straight up that what we had was a smash and pass. The fuck! I get up and run up the stairs and grab the keys. "Um,nigga where do you think yo ass goin'?" My mom says crossing her arms. "Ma, I gotta do something. I'll be right back I promise." I said walking past her. YES! That moment when you promise your mom something,and she stays silent tho...

When I get to Jhene's house, I see her sitting on the porch,and her daughter playing jump rope. I never saw her,and she's really pretty. I walk towards her and she stands up,and it looks like she's hiding something behind her back. Dear Christ.

"Tyler... listen." She said. Tears ran down her face,as she took her hands behind her back and showed me a stick... with a purple plus sign on it... it looks like a... positive sign... "Tyler,i'm sorry but.. I'm pregnant. And I'm keeping it."

I backed away and I held my head. My heart was punding hard,and my asthma starts to act up. "Tyler did you hear me? I'm pregnant!" Soon as she says that, I fall on the floor and everything goes black. Soon as I try to get Solana back, this shit happends. Damn.

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