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I think Semaj is making this bigger than it needs to be, all he has to do is go ask Uncle James about Loyalty.... simple. But I know Semaj didn't want to know the truth, he had this picture-perfect image of what his dad was and IF it were true then more likely not that image would be forever ruined. Then there was the fact that Aunt Sonja was crazy, my dad tells me stories about how she used to be out there fighting niggas when she was younger; my aunt wasn't the 'I'm going to get my brother' type if you pissed her off then she'd get out there with you and fight. I was tempted to let it slip to my dad but I decided to stay my ass out of it, plus we had more important things to worry about like Naz's mom which I seemed to be the only person worried about her besides Naz and Lucci. Jacobi laid across his bed and I couldn't help but stare at him, he was pissed because his mom told him to keep the door opened and she kept walking past every few minutes to make sure we weren't doing anything which we weren't..... yet.

"Man we should just go to your house, Quran is dealing with Semaj and Ms. Ethel is STILL cooking. I'm horny and you know when I'm horny I like to either fuck or fight.... plus school starts tomorrow and I need some back to school dick and ass...." Jacobi said looking at me.

"Why go all the way to my house? I mean at this point I'm willing to say fuck it, we've fucked in public before.... remember the movie theater?" I asked smiling and Jacobi threw a pillow at me. "What the fuck was that for?" I asked confused and then I realized my mistake.

"We NEVER fucked in a movie theater August, that was probably one of your hoes." Jacobi said and he was right, but in my defense, it happened before me and Jacobi got together but we were still fuckin around at the time so it was an innocent mistake. "What do you wanna do about Semaj?" Jacobi said and I shrugged.

"I don't know.... it's not my place but at the same time it is. If my uncle is cheating on my aunt then I feel like my dad should know, they are really close and I feel like the longer things go unsaid the worse it's going to be when the truth comes out, especially if she finds out that me and Semaj knew about Loyalty." I said walking across the room and laying next to him. "Quit trying to change the subject though.... you trying to get this dick or what?" I asked leaning forward and trying to kiss him but he moved out of the way.

"Nah call that hoe you were fuckin in the movie theater." Jacobi said and I got up and grabbed my phone. "What are you doing?" He asked and I pretended to call someone and just like I expected he got pissed. "Are you forreal August?" He asked getting up and trying to grab my phone, we ended up wrestling around and ended up right back in his bed, tangled up in the covers.

"Come on Cobi, you know I wouldn't do no shyt like that.... but I'm horny, you're horny, and the only thing stopping us is the fact that we're here..... I'm sure there are plenty of places in this house we can go and not get caught." I said and I could tell that I was winning him over but of course.....

"Jacobi, your Uncle Frédéric wants to talk to you." Ms. Rochelle said walking into his room, thank God she couldn't really see anything because I'm pretty sure Jacobi's hand was on my dick.

"Aight here I come...." Jacobi said kissing me and he waited until his mom walked out before fixing his clothes and leaving me there with blue balls. An hour later I was still waiting on Jacobi when Semaj walked into the room, I could see this shyt with his dad and Loyalty was really fuckin with him.

"Bro let's go talk to your dad, the only way you'll know is if you ask him." I said growing bored with this whole situation, Semaj started to say something but his phone began to ring and the look on his face told me who it was, Semaj was scared to answer it but I wasn't I took his phone and answered it. "Aight so what's the truth? Is my Uncle James your dad?" I asked that nigga Loyalty who was quiet for the space of three heartbeats.

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