The Come Up ( On Hold )

Chapter Fifteen.

Jayla POV

I wake up to the smell of bacon and pancakes. The smell makes my stomach turn as I realize I'm hungry. I turn over to see that the other half of the bed is empty. I frown to find Trey is no where in the room. I then finally get the energy to get out of bed and walk over to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

As I leave the bathroom I make my way down the stairs when I see Trey and his mother cooking in the kitchen. It's the cutest thing I've ever seen. They both have pancake mix on their cheeks and shirts. I hear laughter when I make my way all the way down the stairs.

"Good morning Jayla." Mrs. Harris smiles at me from the island.

I smile back. "Good morning."

"You hungry?" I hear Treys voice from the refrigerator as he walks over with orange juice.

I taken in all the food that's been cook and my mouth waters. "How can I not be?"

Trey and his mother laugh at me and I grab a plate from the cabinet above me. I put two pancakes, four slices of bacon and a spoon full of eggs. I then drizzle some syrup on my whole plate.

As I take a seat at the island I feel hard stares on me. I look up to see Mrs. Harris and Trey staring from me to my large plate. "What?"

"Nothing. You want some juice?" Trey chuckles as he shakes his head.

I nod my head as I swallow my first bite of pancakes. He then grabs two cups and his plate off the counter to sit next to me.

"I'M HOME BITCHES!" Fasean announces walking in from the front door.

"Fa-sean!" Mrs. Harris eyes him for the use of his language.

"I mean hello. How is everyone on the beautiful da-s-sorry Mrs. Harris." Fasean shivers from the doorway.

"Don't let it happen again." She says softly putting Fasean in his place.

She makes her way through the living room to her room and me and Trey bust out laughing. Fasean strikes us a look making us laughing harder.

"I thought she would be at work." Fasean shakes his head.

"It's Sunday." Trey looks at him funny.

Fasean looks at Trey like he's dumb before his face falls. "Ohh yeah."

Fasean remains in the doorway and awkward silence fills the room.

"So what you doing here Fasean?" Trey asks breaking the silence.

"Ohh right. My dad called he needs you.. i mean us back in New York." Fasean finally says and Trey coughs up his drink.

I look from him to Fasean at the door. "What's in New York?"

Fasean chuckles.  "Ouuu you didn't tell her."

"Shut up." Trey says wiping his drink off his shirt.

I get up to throw my empty plate out. "Tell me what?"

"My dads a music producer. His studios in New York. My dad wants to sign Trey to his label." Fasean finally tells me.

"Are you serious?"

Trey gets up from the island and throws his plate out behind me. "Yeah. He thinks I can be something big or whatever."

"Oh my god. Why didn't you tell me?" I punch him in the chest.

He rubs his chest. "I didn't wanna tell you til I knew it was legit and worth telling you. This is new to me too."

"Well it is legit and the jet is on the way over her to get us." Faseans says in mocking voice.