𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓮 | 𝔂𝓫𝓷𝓫𝓪 [Boyxboy]

thirteen|∆

There I was feeling bad about giving Kentrell a kiss and a hump meanwhile my nigga was out in these streets having full blown sex.

"It is what you see." That's all he had to offer me as a reply. I fell back into the seat and forced myself to not cry again.

You choose to stay loyal and faithful to one nigga only for them to still find a reason to fuck around on you.

"That shit is fucking fowl and you know it! Lucas ." I wanted to jump out of my position and attack him but I ain't want to get us both killed.

"You did the same shit tonight. What's the difference nigga?" He scoffed as If that gave him a reason to cheat.

"Nigga you out here fucking random people. This is the first time I've ever stepped out on us and it was only a kiss." I shouted pulling at my dreads.

He laughed and shrugged swinging to a different road. "I guess we're done then? That's it?" I watched his face for any sign of pain or hope but there was none.

That nigga really believed he did nothing wrong.

" You're right, drop me off at my house." I decided at that very moment forcing down the tears until I could get home. When you're at home you can do whatever you want in your room. Nobody needs to know. Nobody would find out.

Lucas laughed and reached out to touch me but I hit his hand away as quick as it came and he recoiled quickly sucking in a sharp breath from the pain.

"Well damn baby you hit like my mama shit." He spoke licking his lips slowly before glancing at me again as  If I'd done something that turned him on.

He reached out , pressing his empty hand to my thigh and reaching over with his fingers to circle my print through my jeans that was now hard against the inside of my lap.

With my arms still crossed over my chest I fought to chase away the moan ready to spill out of my mouth only to see his hands speed up it's assault to my dick.

I gasped and pushed his hand away. My face felt warm and my heart was racing. I was still mad though so I turned my body completely away to face the window for the rest of the ride home.

-

"You home, on a weekend?" My mother's voice startled me and my leg got stuck on air midway through entering the house after an afternoon walk.

It was literally two in the afternoon why do parents always got to sneak up on you when you least expect it.

My body jerked and I fell face first into the tiled floor. I rolled into my back with a pained groan staying still until the pain subsided.

"Good gracious child ,you can't grow out of clumsy." She hollered shaking her head in laughter. I sighed and sat up before looking at the show playing on Netflix.

'Devious maids' My mom was always watching some shit that had cringey dramatic scenes. Husband cheats on wife , sidepiece drama same storyline all the time.

"Why are you looking like that?" She asked once more and I snapped out of my daydreaming and looked at her holding a plate with lasagna.

My mouth immediately watered and my heart sped up. "You made lasagna?!" I was on my feet in a matter of seconds already standing in the kitchen with an empty plate.

"Yes there's some salad as well, coke and other drinks in the fridge. I also made some fried Chicken too, knock ya self out." She finished taking her sit on the couch and kicking her feet on on the table.

I shrugged digging in , piling my plate expeditiously in equal portions of each. "Ma , where dej & Kayla?" I paused. My cousins came to visit for two weeks since their school was out for some  minor renovations.

My mother visibly shrugged taking her phone In her hand already typing. "Thank you for reminding me , they said they would be back by now since I allowed them to go hang with some friends."

Hang with some friends huh. I nodded and left her to that before making my way upstairs and placing my food on the desk set in the corner of room.

My heart was still heavy about the night before and I would have random flashbacks during the day which made me feel worst.

I switched to my Netflix user before putting on Ricky and Morty. The only show that could uplift my spirits right now.

Just as I got comfortable my phone beeped and Kentrell's name popped up.
My heart nearly jumped out of my chest as I slide finger over the green icon.

"Aye!" His voice was loud and clear yet playful. He sounded like he was up to no good. "I wanna come see you."

My eyes widened and then I grew suspicious. "Why?" He didn't miss a beat catching my attention , the Netflix show long forgotten.

"Thought you'd need a real nigga, since word on the street bout you. Heard your nigga found a pack of condoms in your room and he broke it off. You should've let me blow his shit , he the police."