I was standing in theline of Chick-Fil-A waiting to get my food. "Morgan." The lady called out. "Would you like any sauces with that?" She asked. "Yes, Honey Mustard and Polynesian please." She nodded handing them to me. I grabbed my bag and walked outside. I seen someone with a hoodie on leaning on my car. "Um excuse me." I said walking up to him. "Oh shit my bad." The man said turning around. I felt my heart drop to my stomach when he turned around. "M-Marquis." I said dropping my food. He started walking as if he didn't hear me.
"MARQUIS!" I yelled walking after him. He continued walking and turning around. His pace sped up when he realized I was following him. "MARQUIS STOP!" I said. He ran out into traffic getting hit by a huge truck.
I jumped put of my sleep breathing hard. "You good?" I heard Jayceon say sitting on the edge of the bed. "Y-Yeah." I said. "You stayed the night again?" I asked. "Yep." He said. "Let me guess, you got work to do?" I said rolling me eyes. "Actually no I don't. I was bout to go home and get cleaned up." He said. "You know what's crazy, I've never been over yo house." I said crossing my arms. "Yeah, I know. I don't let people in my house." He said.
"Well you done been in my house. In my room. Even when I dont want you to." I said making him laugh. "You know you wanted me here." He said sitting next to me. "After today, you cant come over til I go over your house." I said getting out the bed and walking to my bathroom. "Let's go then." He said making me turn back around. "Seriously?" I said raising a brow. "Don't make me change my mind." He said shaking his head.
"Bet. Let me put some clothes on real quick." I put on some grey biker shorts, a black t-shirt and some black nike slides. "I'm ready." I said walking out my closet. "Bout time." He said yawning. "Nigga I ain't even take that long." I said rolling my eyes. "Come on." He said walking out to his car. I followed him and we made our way to his house.
"Let me see yo aux cord." I said with my hand out. "I don't wanna hear that girly ass shit in my car." He scoffed. "I'm a thug I play real nigga shit." I said snatching the cord. I played Love Is Gone by G Eazy.
"Shit, the world is in flames We worry about materials and the simplest things When cops are killing people, and they can't take the blame They get acquitted, then you wonder why all the people rage, stupid We all keep praying for peace, praying for progress If you live in the hills then you stay in the projects So folks won't listen if they think what I'm saying is conscious They'd rather hear me turning up on some simpler topics Yeah, so what's my place, am I outta line?"
We pulled up and I saw the most beautiful house I've ever seen.
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"This shit is nice." I said in awe. "This is what selling drugs get you." He said laughing a little. We both got out the car and I followed him up to his door. "I'm finna be a drug dealer." I said walking inside his house. "You couldn't even handle it." He said shaking his head. "I'm going to take a shower." He said walking upstairs.
~JayceonPOV
After I got out the shower I put on some adidas shorts and a wife beater. I put on my white tennis chain and some gucci slides. I walked downstairs seeing Morgan making a sandwich. "Really." I said shaking my head. "I was hungry." She shrugged. "Well I'm going to the mall. My lil sister birthday tomorrow and I need to drop her gift off today." I said grabbing the keys to my car. "Can I just stay here." She said poking her lip out. "Hell nah. You better wrap that muhfucking sandwich in some napkins and lets go." I said walking out the door.
When I got in the car, I seen Morgan coming out a few seconds later. We pulled off making our way to The Shops at Midtown Miami.
**
"What does she want?" Morgan asked as we walked inside the shoe store. "She just said some shoes but I don't know what pair." I shrugged looking around. "Get these." She said picking something. "What the hell is these furry ass shoes?" I said raising a brow.
"There called Ugg slides." She said. "What's your sisters favorite color and her shoe size?" She asked. "Yellow and 6." I answered. "Can I help you guys with something?" A worker said walking up to us. "Can I get a yellow pair of these. Size 6." Morgan said with a smile. "Sure thing."
"These are so cute." She said picking up some vans. "You want em?" I asked. "I ain't got no money." She said. "I ain't ask all that. I asked if you wanted them."
"What size you wear?" I asked. "5." She answered. "Aye can I get these in a size 5." I said to the man at the counter. "You don't have to do that." She said. "Well I want to."
After getting the shoes, I made my way to my moms house. **
"You getting out? Imma only be a few minutes." I said pulling into the driveway. "I'll get out." She said taking off her seatbelt. I walked up to the door and rung the doorbell.
"Hey baby." My mama said opening the door. "Wassup mama." I said hugging her. "And who is this?" She asked looking at Morgan. "Mama this is Morgan."
"Hi Morgan. My name is Cynthia." She said giving her a side hug. "Hi." Morgan said with a small smile. "Where Miya at? I need to give her this." I said walking in. "She's upstairs let me go get her real quick." My mom said. "Your mother seems nice." Morgan said making me nod. "What it do bayybee!" JaMiya yelled coming down the steps. "Wasspoppin fat head." I said giving her a hug. "Happy Early Birthday." I said handing her the shoes. "Aaahh thank you. I been wanting these for forever." She said hugging me.
"You are coming to my party tomorrow right?" She asked. "Wouldn't miss it for the world." I smiled. "Thanks Jaycee."
We talked for a few more minutes and then I left. When I was walking out my mom stopped me. "Is that your girlfriend?" She asked. "Nah mama we just friends." I said. "Okay son. She's really pretty though. Y'all would make some beautiful babies." She said smiling. "Goodnight mama." I said walking off.
**
After dropping Morgan off back home, I was chilling on the couch watching TV. Suddenly, I heard my doorbell ring. I got off the couch looking through the window on my door. I ain't see nobody so I opened the door. I looked down seeing a baby in a car seat. "What the fuck." I said under my breath. There was a note inside so I picked it up and read it.
"Hey Jayceon. I know your probably confused as hell. I didn't take your advice and get that abortion like you said. I kept the baby and I'm glad I did. But I'm struggling. Mentally, physically, emotionally, and financially. I'm so sorry to leave him on your porch like this but I need you to take care of him. His name is Jaybee. I need time to get my life together and just start over.
