Are We Really Bestfriends 4 Life

ELEVEN

Zaire

I grabbed the back of Kelly's head and pushed it further down my shaft. "Shit girl." I cursed and looked down at her as she went to work on my meat.

The buzzing of my phone on the couch caught my attention and I picked it up seeing that it was Danica's annoying ass calling me for hundredth time today. Me and Zion been back from Cuba for only two days now and she been bugging me since we landed, she was irritating me forreal.

"What?" I snapped into the phone and took a deep breath as Kelly kept going to work on me.

She started yelling some shit in spanish making me smirk; I loved when she did that shit. "English ma." I say blandly to piss her off some more.

"Zaire you really pissing me the fuck off! Open the damn door!" She screams into the phone and I rolled my eyes as I grabbed Kellys hair to stop her.

She sat there on her knees and frowned at me.

"Baby momma at the door." I say dryly as I just held my phone in my hand and Danica kept screaming and yelling into the phone.

I got up from my couch and fixed myself and hung up on Danica's ass and walked to my front door but stopped to look back at Kelly. "You might wanna get ya shit and bounce, and dont say no slick shit to her once I open this door." I say sternly and she rolled her eyes and started to collect her belongings.

I sighed heavily before I opened my front door. Danica's small fists connected with my chest and she got me good on my face which made me angry as hell.

Kelly hurriedly rush past us and slammed my front door behind her.

"You fuck ass nigga!" She screamed with tears running down her face. I grabbed her wrists and pinned her against the front door before she tried to hit me some more.

"Why do we gotta keep goin through the same shit Danica?" I gritted my teeth. "Now when I hit yo ass back then what? You need to sit yo pregnant ass down somewhere before I really whoop yo ass."

She broke down into a loud sob and it anmoyed the hell out me.

I let her go and she fell to the floor and cried harder. I rolled my eyes at her dramatic ass and went to sit back on my couch to finish my blunt.

After a few moments I spoke up. "Get the fuck off the floor." I snapped at her and she sniffled and came to sit at the other end of my couch.

I blew out smoke and looked at her with low eyes. Her belly was definitely showing and I really thought her ass was beautiful; she had that pregnancy glow that yall woman be having when yall pregnant. Danica was a beautiful girl, she was just too easy and naive; she lets me do whatever the fuck I want.

Maybe I'll ease up some since she is pregnant with my child.

I sighed and put my blunt out and looked at her. "Man wassup? Why you blowing my shit up like you dying or some shit?" I questioned harshly.

Her eyes started to get even more glossy. "W-why you keep treating me like this? I-I did nothing but try to show you love and affection and you just dont care. Do you not wanna be with me?" She asks lowly and finally looks at me as the tears ran down her face. 

I looked away from her because I didnt wanna answer that. Shit like this makes me angry and I dont like talking about how I felt, and the vulnerability shit is completely out.

Truth was, I was scared to accept the love that she was trying to give me. I stopped believing in that shit the day my father took my mother's life; all I knew was what I was being shown growing up. Me and Zion took that shit differently amd he was way more mature than I was; he always been that way since we were younger.