His Medicine

~8~

Jaxton

I woke up to the sound of my phone going off. Man, I don't remember my bed being this comfortable. As I opened my eyes I realized I was surrounded by a bunch of girl decorations.

I don't remember Syria's room looking like this. I went to sit up so I can reach my phone but I felt something holding me in place.

I looked down to see Chyna's head on my chest, her arms wrapped around my torso and one of her legs on top of mine. I forgot I went to sleep here. Sometimes I wonder about myself.

She looks so beautiful. I would love to wake up every morning like this. I grabbed my phone and looked at the message.

It was from Diablo...ugh I thought it was someone important. He might be my best friend but sometimes I question why I associate myself with him.

Diablo💩
Hey, bestie!! How was the race?

Me
How many times have I told you not to call me that gay shit?

Diablo💩
It's not gay. We all have a percentage of gay in us anyway. We just have to found out how much.

Me
That is not true. I do not have any percentage of gayness in me. Don't get me wrong I love my gays but I am not. I am straight you piece of shit.

Diablo 💩
Yes it is

Me
No, it isn't

Diablo 💩
Yes it is

Me
No, it isn't

Diablo 💩
Wait a minute. What's with the name-calling?

Me
Did I call you a piece of shit how long ago? It took you that long to realize it.

Diablo 💩
You hurt my feelings man😖😓

Me
Really?

Diablo 💩
*Crys bc of BFF meanness*☹️

Me
Fine. I'm sorry for calling you a piece of shit.

Diablo 💩
Apology accepted now you're the world's greatest best friend again. How was the race though?

Me
It was good I got first place and the ten thousand dollars but guess what.

Diablo 💩
What...Did you break something?!!!

Me
No this is even crazier.

Diablo 💩
Oh whew 😅. What happened?

Me
I tied with Lil Bit for first place and we are the first in history. Well in the history of Tom's racing empire or industry whatever you want to call it. Some time away from now we will be doing a photoshoot.