No Better Heaven Than You.

Burning Buildings

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Hearing the front door slam shut, I flinched a little as I snatched my beats from my head. I don't why I did the shit dumb people did in the movies, but I was scared.

"Tray?!" I called out, staying stiff until I heard him reply.

"Yeah?!" Relaxing at the sound of his voice, I threw the covers from my body and shuffled down the hall into the kitchen, dining room area where he stood with his back to me.

"You've been gone for a long time, what did you grab from the store?" Turning to look at me in confusion, he passed me a Wendy's bag and drink.

"I don't recall saying I was heading to the store, but I did step out. I went to spend time with my sisters and...your Mom." Pausing as I pulled my food from my bag, I let that last part simmer in my belly as I laid my food out in front of me. Since when did he go off and see my mom in secret?

"Nigga you better not be fucking with Momma or on some weird shit. Play if you want to, watch yo ass come up missing with my name on this lease." I huffed, stuffing fries covered in sweet & sour sauce in my watering mouth. He got me the usual four, four I ordered.

Spicy chicken nuggets, fries, fruit punch no ice and the bacon and cheeseburger. But I usually got a order of jalapeño fries with that to, and he did just that. I was in my happy place right now.

"No Airi I'm not, my hoe days are over." Raising an accusing brow at him from across the room, I bobbed my head as we ate in silence. Well aside from the tv. Once done I cleaned my stuff up, and sat perched behind him on the sofa. His back was facing me as he rested against the arm of the sofa, eyeing his phone.

"What was it like?" Glancing over his shoulder, he kicked his shoes off as he joined me on the sofa.

"What was it like?" He grunted, pulling a honeybun from his pocket and handing it to me along with some hot sauce corn chips.

Now I was getting skeptical.

He literally went out and bought me all my favorite shit. Now don't get me wrong, Tray has been a master at spoiling the fuck outta me, but this was just suspicious. But I ate that honey bun until my stomach was sticking out. Tossing the chips on the table for now, I sat back and finally answered him. Not that he cared I had dropped the conversation anyway.

"Well one being a hoe and two hanging out with my mom." Eyeing me, he plugged his phone up and sunk into the sofa cushions with a loud yawn.

"Nothing much to it really, she's possibly going to be my Mother in law in the future. I just wanted to build a bond with her outside of you and no not a sexual one you pervert." Snickering when he cut his eyes at me, I nudged him to answer my other question.

"I don't know how you want me to answer that." He shrugged, finding the thread on his hoodie the most interesting thing in the world suddenly.

"Tray!" Slapping his hand, I frowned at him when he smacked his teeth and rubbed his hand. Just like the big baby he was!

"Man! Shit. I don't know damn. It felt good? I mean I was young doing this shit. I was just a horny nigga blasting my nut off into anything that'd let me. I was just lucky the girls we're actually cute. I wasn't desperate or nothing, but some days my balls felt so blue I was willingly to let anything walking suck me off at least!" I was appalled! What type of moral standards!?