Kyra (Completed)

7

Cameron

I sat on Devin's couch with my foot propped up in the same fashion as I would at home.

My parents had left back to go see Austin and check on Ari this afternoon and I was alone again so he came and got me to come sit around at his crib till I felt like leaving.

All my niggas from the team were also over here so we were all chilling. I was slightly irritated because Mya was here.

She kept stealing glances at me and I was fighting not to say something to her.

I knew exactly why she was doing it and I didn't want Tyrone to get any ideas. I wouldn't hesitate to smack that nigga; crutches or not.

His bitch wanted me and he knew it.

"I don't fuck with virgins, nah." Tj said making us all laugh. "Especially them old ones. You telling me in yo twenty five years of living you ain't had no dick? Bitch hole tighter than Mr.Brown button downs, trying to deflate my penis and shit." We're were all in stitches at this point.

"Ain't shit wrong with no virgin nigga." I corrected. "You be fucking bitches, pussy looser than Whoopie Goldberg dreads and shit, wondering why you always got blue balls." Everybody fell out and Tj mugged me.

"Fuck you nigga." I laughed and put my hands up.

"Cam you ain't fucking nothing but yo hands right about now. Nigga tryna nut with back pains and shit." Marcus shot.

I started laughing. "Yo bitch, texting me right now.." I said tossing him my phone.

His face dropped. "What the fuck?"

"She wanted me to Beat Beat Beat It!" We all yelled before dapping each other up.

"This nigga salty as hell!" Devin shouted.

Marcus tossed me my phone and sat next to me beginning to text someone on his own. "You restless?"

I nodded. "Kinda. I'm good though. Y'all keeping me from losing my mind."

Marcus chuckled. "You need a female. Not a hoe my nigga. Ain't nobody holding you down." I nodded.

"Man, after Nel, I ain't in no rush forreal. If it happen; it happens."

He nodded. "I feel it."

-

I made my way to Devins kitchen and opened his refrigerator, grabbing a water from one of the side compartments. Being momentarily handicapped makes me tired from constantly lifting my own weight.

I closed the door and turned around to a smiling Mya. "Yo, back the fuck up." I mumbled.

"Hey, Cam."

I sent her a head nod as I opened my water and took a sip. "Why are you in my face?"

She shrugged. "You know... to be injured, you look so damn good." She reached out to touch my arms and I quickly swatted her hand away.

"How would yo nigga feel if he knew you was doing all this?"

Tyrone would be livid. He came at me sideways last year and got fucked up when he found out I fucked her. Ain't like I was trying to take his bitch though; I mean the thot never went nowhere.

She shrugged. "You know you don't care just like you didn't that night. I just wanna feel you again; is that so bad?"

I shook my head. "Bitch I was drunk as fuck. I would have never touched you if I wasn't."

She kissed her teeth. "Cam you're not a heavy drinker. You knew what was happening."

"My girlfriend had just dumped me! I was wasted as fuck. Fuck am I explaining shit to you for? You just a jump." I said making my way past her.