Trust Issues (URBAN)

Chapter 12: BackGround Check

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Chapter 12:
Jhay'quan POV:
By the time I got to shawty's house it was around six. I roll over on the bed and feeling around the bed but only felt air. I look over at the alarm clock on the nightstand and see that it's 8:30 am.
I groan and get outta bed, walking out the room to go look for Shanice. I found her seating on a stool in her kitchen, scrolling down her phone and laughing away. I sneak up to her quietly and wrap my arms around waist and resting my chin in the crook of her neck causing her to jump almost dropping her phone.
"Morning."
"Jhay, you can't be sneaking up on me like that," she says hitting me in my arm.
"Ow, babe, you hit like a man."
"Shut up!" She laughs causing me to smile against her skin. "Move."
She tries to get out my grip but lil mama wasn't going no where.
"Jhay'quan! Put me down!" She yells as I throw her on my shoulder and start to spin around the room. "Jhay!"
I laugh and smack her on her butt then placing her back on the ground.
"I fucking hate you!" She wobbles over to the stove causing me to laugh.
"No you don't, man." I pull her back to me holding her by her shoulders. "Gimme a kiss."
"Hell no. You don't deserve it." She spins back around and starts flipping the sausages in the pan. "Yea, okay." I kiss her on her neck. "Whatchu making?"
"Breakfast."
"So you really not gonna give me a kiss?" She turns around and wraps her arms around my neck, bringing my face toward hers.
"You need to go brush your teeth," she whispers against my lips before pushing me away.
"Ooohh. I see how it is now, baby." I smack her ass roughly causing her to shriek and start to laugh.
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Thirty minutes later we were seating on her couch watching Think Like a Man Too while eating the breakfast she cooked.
"Damn Ma, this shit on point," I say chewing on her eggs.
"Thanks babe."
We ate in silence as we watch Kevin Hart act like a fool.
"Oh by the way, Tracie's coming over soon. She has to come pick something up."
"Cool, bout time I meet your best friend." She turns to me and grabs the napkins off the table, wiping the corner of my mouth
"And when do I get to meet your best friend?"
Never, I thought quickly, cause if I introduce her to D then she fanna be introduced to a life I want her nowhere near. Plus, D been acting real shady lately, gotta keep some distance until I talk to him.
"Real soon, babe." But in all honesty, the more I can keep this from her, the better.
She place her empty plate on the table next to mine, and sits on the couch Indian style, facing me.
"You fanna spend the rest of the day with me?"
I look down at my watch to see that it's already 10:45. "Nah, Ma," I look up at her to see the disappointment on her face. "But I promise I'll make it up to you."
She tilts her head to the side and pouts slightly like a little girl. "How?"
"Girl c'mere." I pull her by her hands causing her to rest on her knees next to me, hovering over me. "Gimme a kiss." I lean up a little bit and made her meet me half way.
The kiss was suppose to be a quick one, but all the sudden her arms wraps around my neck causing me to wrap mine around her waist and making her sit on my lap. She straddles my thighs and I deepen the kiss by darting my tongue into her mouth for a little duel. We kiss a little bit more longer then separate our lips to catch our breaths.
"Do you trust me?" I ask her as I rub my thumbs on her stomach as I hold her by her hips.
She looks down at me confusingly, raising an eyebrow, probably because she most like didn't know where the question came from. "Yea," she nods. "I trust you, Jhay."
"Cool. So you ready to let me in, baby?"
It took a few minutes for my words to register in her mind, and when they did she loosens my hands on her hips and gets off my lap, standing up.
"Don't start," she hisses crossing her arms.
I lean my head against the couch, looking up at her. "Shanice, in order for this relationship to work you need to trust me."
She sighs heavily and seats down on the love seat alongside me. "But I don't want you to judge me, Jhay."
"I'll never judge you because everybody got some shit they did in the past that they ain't proud of. I know damn well I have skeletons in my closet and I'm willing to let them out for you, Shanice."
I can see tears well up in her eyes and her lips starting to tremble. "Promise you won't look at me differently after I tell you this."
I hold my pinky finger out toward and she links hers with mine causing her to give me a small smile. "I promise, Ma."
She grabs a pillow and press it against her chest as a far away look took over her facial expression.
"It happened when I was 15 and my so-called mother had invited her dad to come live with us so that I can have a parent figure around while she was out selling her body." She pushes a strand of flyaway hair behind her ears and exhales. "He was cool at first, always giving me what I wanted and being a person that I could trust.
Then one day, after homecoming , I had just turned 13, I was taking a shower and he came into the bathroom. At first I didn't know he was there until I turned around to grab my towel and saw him standing watching me. I screamed and had wrapped my body around the shower curtain but that didn't stop me from feeling naked and violated. He had stepped into the tub and ripped the fabric from my hand causing me to start screaming and putting up a fight. All of the sudden I was on the floor and he was on top of me, groping me. I didn't want to stop fighting but slowly the fight left me and I just laid there and cried while he pressed a hand against my mouth and took away the one thing that I valued the most." She looks down as a few tears falls down her face.
"No one was home. My mother was somewhere getting fucked and my brother had just left for college. After he was done, I just didn't know what to do but cry. I never woulda thought that I would have become part of the statistic that got raped by a loved one. I try to tell my mom and you know what she said?" She looks up at me waiting for my answer.
By this time, I was beyond piss but I couldn't let her see that so she wouldn't feel the need to stop.
"What?"
She let out a bitter laugh and leans her was against the headset of the seat. "She said, 'girl I know, he told me. How do you think I managed to pay the bill this month and put groceries in the fridge? You better spread them legs like your life depends on it.' I will never forget those words along with the ones my grandfather said to me. I put up with that shot for three more years, not because I wanted to but because I had nowhere else to go. I couldn't do anything. That was until I met Tracie. She was one of those white girls that always wanted to be down so she went to a school in the hood even tho she was rich. We became friends and she changed my life. After she figures out everything after a surprise visit at my house, she took me in her home and her along with her parents helped the best way they could. I reported my grandfather and he's been locked up ever since." She was shaking her head as if to get rid of all the memories hidden inside of it. "But that's not even the best part."
"Whatchu mean, man?" Ion think I could handle anything more without having to kill somebody first and after.
She closes her eyes and plays with the pillow in her hands.
"While I was in college I met this dude. By that time, I didn't trust boys enough to even be in the same room as them. But then this boy, Raheem, stepped to me and asked me out and of course I said no. I didn't want anybody in my life except for my brother and Tacie.
By this time we had moved from Chicago to New York for us to attend NYU. I pushed him away for at least three months until I finally agreed to go out with him. He fed me a bunch of rah rahs, he led me on and had me opening myself more and more and finding myself trusting him. I fell in love with him not too long after we started dating for bout six months. After our first year together, after I gave him everything that I had left, he started acting all weird and shut and being distant. Tracie had always warm me that he wasn't a good dude and that he wasn't right for me.
But I was blinded by love and even stopped talking to her because I thought she was just jealous of my relationship. I thought Raheem was being distant because of him cheating so I confronted him. And that's when he first laid his hands on me telling me I had no reason to be all in his business. After that, he started beating over anything. If I ain't cook something a certain way, if I was tutoring a boy, if I was spending to much time at work, just a whole bunch of petty shit. For some reason, he's words use to hurt more then his beatings. Sex with him wasn't even the same to the point it started feeling like rape. He started cheating too as if he didn't already reduce me to nothing."
"Why didn't you get out." I ask, interrupting her.
She jumps slightly as if forgetting I was in the room with her. "Because I was an idiot. I thought if this is happening to me twice in my life by two people I thought cared and loved me than that musta been how loved suppose to be. I became depressed and weak through out the three years we went out. But my senior year, Tracie came through for me again, she helped me get out the relationship as much as she could. At the beginning I was mad as hell because I thought she had no right to be apart of my relationship like that, but now I'm glad she was. I filed a restraining order against him and got him arrested. I haven't seen him then and I sure as hell don't want to see him now." She looks over ate wiping her face clean. "That's basically it."
"Man, come here." She got up from the seat and slowly walks over to me. She seats down next to me and test her head on my chest making me wrap my arm around her. "Ma, I promise never to hurt you like that."
She shakes her head slightly. "Nah, don't promise. Just show me."
We stayed quiet for a few minutes letting everything settle in. "So, where was your brother during all this?"
She starts to play with my hand around her, distracting herself. "He was going through a lot. Between him getting drafted to the Falcons and welcoming his baby and dealing with baby mama issues, I couldn't let him drop all of that just to let him play hero to save a stupid girl in need."
"You weren't stupid, baby." I tell her intertwining our hands together.
"Wasn't i? I let a boy come in between my best friend and I. I was too busy trying to find love to realized that so-called love was fucking me over."
I lift her chin up with my free hand making her look up at me. "That doesn't make you stupid, it just make you wiser and tougher, babe. Don't ever let a guy control you and having you questioning yourself." I run my thumb across her bottom lip. "Ya hear me?"
"Yea baby, I understand. Thank you." She leans up and kiss my lips lightly.
"You don't have to thank me for doing my job. Being your man." I whisper against her lips before taking her lips on mine. For a heartless dope dealer, I sure as hell was enjoying this lovey dovey shit a lil bit too much. I ain't even with that.
She pulls away slightly and whispers, "I love you."
To be honest, that shit took me by surprise, bringing me to a whole 'nother level.
"Say what?" I ask her wanting to make sure I heard her right.
She shakes her head lightly. "I'm not saying it again."
"Ion think I heard you right. Say that shit again."
"I love you." She says a lil bit louder and hides her head in the crook of my neck.
I chuckle, running my hand down her side. "I luh you too, Ma."
"What?" She snaps her head towards me.
"Yea, I luh you too. Been feeling you for a lil minute now."
"Really?" She ask getting on my lap and straddling me.
"Yea, man. Really." I said looking up at her with a smile on my face.
"Well, kiss me like you love me then." She says smirking down at me and wrapping her arms around my neck.
I laugh and grab the back of her head, bringing her lips down to mine. "I luh you."
And I sure as hell loved this girl. I ain't never told to how that. And I guess that's cool cause Shanice ain't no hoe. She's my lil baby. And for now, I'm fanna put my guilt to the side and tell her bout my lifestyle another day.
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