Down For You ( A Boogie Love Story )

DFY.. Pt 18

Symere POV

I walked inside my grandma's crib, trying to be as quiet as possible. I know she got strict rules about coming inside her crib all times of the night but what I look like at twenty-one years old with a curfew?

After making sure the door was locked, I walked into the kitchen and began making me a sandwich in the dark. I didn't feel like turning on the lights so don't ask. As I was getting the stuff I needed, the lights flicks on and my grandmother stood there with her robe and rollers in her hair.

Oh boy..

" Symere, you do know what time it is? It's after twelve at night and you coming in my house like you paying some bills " she says, resting her hand on her hip with an attitude.

" Well, technically I do pay my phone bill so I do pay some type of bills " I say as I bite into my sandwich. She narrows her eyes at me.

" Don't get smart with me. You know my doors lock at nine pm every night, this is nothing new. If you can't respect it, I'm changing my locks or better yet, you can get the hell out " and with that, she walks away slamming her bedroom door. I rolled my eyes, chewing on my sandwich.

" Grumpy, old bitch " I mumbled as I took a Gatorade from the fridge and made sure to turn the lights off in the kitchen before heading to my room. I walk in, closing the door and locking it. My phone buzzed as I threw it on the bed.

I took off my shoes and clothes before hopping in the shower.

**

" You don't know how to answer the phone when somebody text you? " Danisha asks. I chuckled.

" My fault. I was in the shower " I replied as I slipped on some boxers then basketball shorts.

" Mhmm " she mumbled. " What you taking a shower for anyway at this time of the night? You was out with ya hoes? Coming from a bitch house? " She assumes. I laughed.

" Nah, chill. I wasn't with nobody but just the bro's "

" Better not " I looked into the camera and smirked. We was currently on FaceTime.

" And if I was..? Then what? " she looked at me and glared. I love testing her patience.

" Symere, don't play with me. I'll fuck you up if you ever think about talking to another bitch. So tell all your hoes, it's clipped for them "

" Oh, but you can keep playing games? "

" How I'm playing games? " she laughed as I gave her a look.

" You not tryna let a nigga slide through " I grabbed my phone, sandwich and drinks and laid on my bed, turning on the Tv. Debating on Netflix or YouTube, I just went with Netflix.

" And do what? "

" We can chill " I smirked. She blushed and bit her lip.

" Boy bye " she says, playfully rolling her eyes.

" See? You biting your lip and giving me seductive looks but you talking bout some boy bye. You be playing foreal " I say as Laqwesha's name pops up. I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

" I like when niggas work hard for the pussy. I'm not just gonna throw it to you just cause I'm feeling you. You want it, you gotta work for it baby " she says, Making me nod my head. I can work for it alright, shit.

" Ight. That's understandable. I can handle that " I replied. She giggles.

" Well, I'm going to bed. I'm tired " she yarns. I check the clock and it was going on two in the morning.