* Isaiah Hamelton *
We walked into the YMCA, and mama left. " Bye mama remember to pick us up at 8:30. " I said. " Okay. " She said looking at her phone. Jessica drove up behind us, with her pops. She got out the car, wearing some sweats, tennis shoes, and a tank top, with her curly hair up in a pineapple she so calls it and a bandanna wrapped around her hair.
" Wassup Jess. " I said wrapping my hand around her. " Hey. " She said sweetly. Leroy, Daniel, and Trey got out the car, and we all started talking. " Yo in the locker room Zoey was talking mad shit 'bout you Isaiah. " Daniel stated. " I really don't care. All that shit on him, I could give two fucks bout that bitch ass nigga. He ain't even real enough to say that shit to my face. "
" Man don't even stress him. He just want you to do that. " Trey stated. I shrugged, and we started playing ball as we blasted music through the karaoke station that Daniel brought. We played Drake's album Nothing Was The Same.
" So get your ass in the car, and come thru! " Jess shouted shooting a 3 pointer. " Aye y'all I want y'all to teach me how to dunk! " She said. " You too short. " Leroy. " You can suck my dick through my fucking balls. " She said smiling.
" Your a boy? " I asked. " Sarcasm papi. " She said in her Hispanic accent. " So i'm papi now? " I smiled. " You've always been papi. " She said. I walked up behind her and held her by her waist. I kissed the weak spot on her neck, and I felt her get hot as she let out a moan.
" Aye that's when your in private. But this is the public lets keep it G. " Trey stated.
* Jessica Moore *
I sat outside on the brick steps in the cold with Isaiah waiting for my pops to arrive, and his mama too. I had my sweater on, but I was still so cold. " You cold? " Isaiah bass voice scared the shit biscuits out of me. " Yea. " I said in my deep night voice. My voice gets raspy and deep at night. I don't why but it does.
" Want my coat? " He asked. " No, I don't want you to get sick. " I said. " And I don't want you to be cold. " He said taking off his coat. " I'm fine Isaiah. Promise. " I smiled brightly. He wrapped it around my shoulders, and it was warm. He only had on a wife beater and I felt really bad. " You cold? " I asked. " Not really. " He shrugged.
" Wanna hang out, since our parents late? " He asked. " And do what? " I asked. " Walk around uptown. " He smiled. " Sure. " I smiled pulling out my phone and texted daddy saying i'll come home around 11.
D: Okay, be safe
J: I will
" What time you wanna go home? " He asked. " 11. " I said. " Aight mami. " He said in his Hispanic accent and it was sexy. I smiled and felt my cheeks get hot. He stood up and took my hand.
We walked down the street. " We gotta take the bus. " He said. " Okay. " I said. We walked across the street and waited at the bus stop. I sat down on his lap since he was sitting on top of the trash can made out of brick walls.
" Ooo we're going to have to take pictures. " I said. " Aight, I can take pictures of you all day. " He put his chin in the crook of my neck. " You still ain't cold? " I asked. " Naww. " He stated and started kissing on my neck. I smiled in pleasure, as I felt that tingly feeling and that horny feeling. " Stop papi. " I moaned out. " Do you really want me to? " He asked. " No, bu- Aight then. " He said and went to my weak feeling on my neck.
I bit down on my bottom lip hard. " For real Izzy stop it. " I said pulling away. " Aight. " He said as the bus arrived.
We sat next to each other holding hands as I texted Destiny. We started talking and I was laughing then we got into an argument. Since she drinks and smokes, then she said I wasn't on her level on her mind set.
First I don't say everything that's on my mind, and i'm pretty sure you don't want me to either. Like you don't understand, what I could say. She says what's on her mind, and she ain't on my level. Then she thinks she knows me. The side I sow her is the ghetto and loud side. Meet me for real i'm quiet and shy. Like you don't even know. Half the shit I do I would never do or I regret doing. You don't know the real me, you know the fake me. Yea maybe i'm fake! But I do it for you. I get or got in trouble for you. I suffer for you. I cry over you. I get hurt for you, but you treat me like you do. Thinking you run some fucking shit. You run niggas dick you fucking hoe. Wanna walk around wearing booty shorts thinkin it cute, not thot! It really ain't. You saying you a Christian, but you smoke, drink, and wanna dress like a hoe. Wearing them thoty false eyelashes. Yea I can't handle you, but you too grown for me. Yea we only 16 well she 17. I can't handle you because you growing up too fast, and I wanna stay my age, that's a crime to you. See I love you girl with everything, and I hate fighting with people I love, and I ain't even gone say this to her. See i'm quiet and quiet people have big minds and words.
" You okay mami? " Izzy said. " No. " I said shaking my leg. I bit on my bottom lip and blinked alot to keep the tears away. He sat me on his lap, and tears of anger came down my face, and my body temperature got higher by the second.
" Tell me what happened Jessica. " He said. I started breathing heavy. I through my phone at the window across from us and it shatter. " Aye calm down girl and tell me what happened. " He stated. " Destiny a bitch ass muthafucker we ain't talking for awhile. " I said through gritted teeth. " Bitch think she know me and she don't. Tryna tell me who the hell I am! Then she wanna say I ain't on her level exactly i'm pass her level. I'm beyond her. I don't even say everything thats on my mind. She want me to say everything to her face. I'd be more than happy to. Cause everything about her irks me. My family doesn't even like her, because of the shit she do. She tryna grow up too fast, and I wanna stay fuckin 16. I care about her, but I could care less about what she does. She wanna drink go head bitch do you, just know you going down the wrong path. I fight for her at home, when my fam tells me about her, and I say she gone change and they prove me wrong every fucking time. I try to change her. Make her a better person. She ain't even mature yet. But yea whatever thats on her. She can suck her daddy dick and lick her mama pussy clean. " I said talking fast throughout the whole thing. " I still ain't say everything I wanna say, but I don't wanna keep talking. "
Tears were streaming down my face, and some people looked at me. I leaned back on Izzy, and he took my hands in his. " Say everything on your mind Jess. " He said which soothed me more. " I try to help her man. I know some people don't want it but she needs it. Later on she really gone regret what happened to her. She gone run to me, and i'm say thats what the fuck you get. I tried helping you when we were younger and you fought me with words. But the funny thing is she really thinks she knows me. Just because you've known me for 13 years don't mean shit! My family knows me, God knows me, I know me. God knows me best. He knows what I do and I don't wanna or doesn't want me too. She one of the least person that knows me. But I love her like a big sister, and she lets me down all the fucking damn time. Does something need to happen to her so she knows what I mean? " I said putting my face in my hands.
" Jess maybe she's not meant to be your friend. God puts people in your life for a reason, and maybe takes em out. Maybe because he's teaching you a lesson about who you should be with. " Izzy said. " But she's been here for 13 years. Its hard to leave her now. We just need space. " I stated. " Then you wont see her again ya know? " He said.
" What you mean? " I asked. " I mean that when you don't talk to her for awhile you wont care, but you wont forget. Then you'll be like what the fuck she ain't shit, then you'll become enemies, then you'll forget her, and someone will replace her. " He said. I thought deep and hard about that.
" Maybe so. " I said.
