Chapter 25 Nicole

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"To say that we're in love is dangerous, But girl I'm so glad we're acquainted ~ Acquainted The Weeknd "

-Thursday Morning-

I wake up buried in my covers. I shuffle my way out of them and check my phone. I can't believe it is 6:30am already. I didn't get home until around 1am. Felt like I slept for fifteen minutes.

I call Harmony's school and let them know that she won't be there today.

I walk into my closet and grab a pair of blue ripped jeans, a red tank top, and the pair of red bottoms that Lamar got me for my birthday. I pick out red lace bra and matching panty set and is ready for a hot shower.

Twenty minutes later...

I check in the mirror to make sure I look decent and slip my heels on. I walk down the hall to Jaylen's room and peep inside. Surprisingly he is already awake.

I close the door behind me and sit in his office chair and cross my legs.

"Why are you in my room?" He asks in a grumpy tone. I forgot he is not a morning person. Plus, everything with Brittany has had him in a shitty mood.

"Because I can be and I need to talk to you." I say shaking my foot. I haven't been in his room two minutes and he is testing my patience. It is way too early for this shit.

He smacks his big ass lips and flops back down on his bed.

"First, you're going to the hospital with me to see our mother. I know you could care less about her, but she's had HIV for the last four years and it has gone untreated. Dad said it's taken a toll on her body and she doesn't have much longer. You need to be an adult and have a conversation and tell her how you feel. Stop running away from your emotions." I say looking him in his eye.

"But don't you run away from yours?" He asks getting smart with me.

I roll my eyes at him. He is the most annoying brother on the planet. Why can't he just grow the fuck up for once. "I used to. Today I'm going to stop running. I was hoping you would too, but I guess you aren't."

"Are you finished? I have some business to handle." He says getting up with an attitude and knocking a glass on the floor in the process. He smacks his lips and rolls his eyes at me. Like I was the one who knocked the damn glass over.

He such a fuckin kid. This is exactly why he'll never move up in the crew.

"No I am not. So sit the fuck down and listen to what I have to say." I say sternly. I am getting sick of this temper tantrum shit.

He looks at me and sits down on the edge of the bed. He knows I wouldn't hesitate to knock him upside his head if I need to.

"Like I was saying before you decided to act like a kid. Air things out with our mother. I'm not saying be all lovey dovey with her. Just be there that means more than you know to her. -" I say before getting cut off.

"She doesn't deserve it." He rubs his temples.

"That's not the fuckin point. Be the bigger person and do shit that people don't expect you to do. Stop holding grudges with her damn. HIV is a serious disease. People act like the shit can't happen to them. The truth is it can happen to anyone. With the track record you have, I would hope that you would get tested regularly."

He nods in agreement. STD's aren't shit to play around with. Get tested often and use condoms.

"Last thing I want to talk to you about before you get dressed is Brittany." I pause and collect myself. "That baby isn't yours. It's Jamir's. When she told you she was pregnant by you she was already three months."

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