Brittany Hills Chronicles: Act 3

Wesley 53

I don't think I was prepared to see Fat Daddy, I'm an ignorant ass nigga so knowing that my boy O'Shea had to yoke his ass up last night... there was a good chance I was going to start laughing the second I saw his ass. While everything is kumbaya in House Three, it was World War 3 in House Two; I've fought Najee, Avery, Josiah, and O'Shea... it seemed like every week there was a different team and this week it was me, Najee, and O'Shea against them other niggas. But I'm not surprised that O'Shea had to yoke up Fat Daddy, I was going to do it eventually because that nigga was too damn quiet and I had this feeling he was running back to Carter and them running his fuckin mouth, plus I can't tell you the number of times I had been woken up out my sleep because of his crying ass son. But I was trying to be chill, this scavenger hunt was the most important thing right now to me because I already knew that nigga Devin was going to cash out and I needed that fuckin money badly... Even though we get a check every month, mine is gone before it even touches my bank account and I was getting to the point where I was going to start taking Fat Daddy's checks because his punk ass wasn't going to do shyt about it.

"Wes you and Idris go knock on the door, I gotta talk to Avery about some business, besides y'all niggas need to do some more team building." Najee said and I was about to cuss his bitch ass out but we were coo this week so I wasn't going to start no shyt... at least not at the moment.

"So what do you think of that nigga Denzel?" I asked as we walked up to the house, Romeraux car was parked up front so I figured he was here.

"Denzel is coo... he doesn't really care if we win or not, he's just determined to beat Nayquinn, I guess that got some type of rivalry or something. But I'm not too worried about them because I'm sure you're aware of the beef between O'Shea and Masai." Idris said and I knew some of it, basically Masai was O'Shea's bitch in jail. "Nigga what are you doing?" Idris asked as I opened the door, like I lived here.

"Shouldn't have left their door unlocked." I said shrugging as I walked inside, I looked around and it was a pretty nice house, like really nice... they must feel safe here because there was money on the table and a bowl with a gold watch.

"Don't even think about it....." Idris said watchin me as I eyed the watch. I smiled and started to head up the stairs, I didn't know where the fuck I was going but I'm pretty sure I could find Romeraux's room. When I got upstairs the first thing I heard was music... like slow sex music and I thought to myself either Romeraux's mom was getting fuck or Romeraux's hoe ass had someone in there with him, I was already going to fuck him so I might join in....

"Man stop being a pussy and come on....." I said following the sound of music to a door that was cracked, there was Romeraux's fine ass sitting on the bed in some tight ass shorts.

"Why are you sitting over there... come here man." Romeraux said to someone I couldn't see. "So you scared now?" Romeraux asked as he got up and walked across the room, damn he had a nice ass, I was so distracted by his ass that I almost missed the other person's voice but when I heard it I almost laughed.

"I'm sitting over here because you be tapping out punk... plus ya mom should be back any minute and I don't want her thinking I'm in here killing you, besides I should probably get back to the house I know they're probably looking for me and shyt and I don't want to have to beat anyone's ass today." Fat Daddy said coming into view, damn I knew he had a big dick but seeing it in all it's glory was definitely a sight to behold. "When should we tell Carter about us??? That's my boy and everything but I really don't know how he's going to react."

"Carter is my brother... damn it's still weird saying that but I love that nigga to death, we can tell him after the holidays because I don't wanna fuck up y'all team chemistry or whatever and since I'm willing to make that sacrifice I want a quarter of whatever you win." Romeraux said and I heard what sounded like kissing.