by Lady Lissa
“Let’s go to the family room,” I tell her.
She follows me upstairs to the family room. I turn the television on and go to the bathroom down the hall. I grab a warm wet towel, some cotton balls and the peroxide and head back to the family room.
I begin to put peroxide on the cotton balls and after cleaning the dirt and blood from her wounds, I dab the peroxide on her cuts. Once she’s all cleaned up, we settle in to watch our favorite show, The Best Man on the sofa. When her favorite part comes on, the part where Mia is walking down the stairs to greet Harper, I look over at Starr. Watching her watch the television so intently, has me looking at her in a different light. I mean, Starr has always been pretty to me but right now, at this moment, she’s absolutely beautiful. The only thing I can think of doing right now is kissing her.
I don’t know why that just crossed my mind. I’ve had thoughts like this about her before, but I’ve always been a relationship with Mandy. And then a couple of months ago, she started dating Miles. But now, we’re free. We aren’t dating anyone so now the urge to kiss her is stronger than ever. She turns to me and pushes her hair behind her ear.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
I don’t say anything as I go in for the kiss. To my surprise, she doesn’t pull away and before you know it, our lips are pressed together. It doesn’t take long for us to add our tongues to the mix and as I push her back against the sofa, the kiss becomes more passionate. Our tongues are wrestling with each other as she lets out a soft moan. This is the first kiss that the two of us have shared since we’ve been friends. During all the years that we have been friends, we had never come close to sharing a kiss before; until now.
This kiss is sizzling too. My dick is so hard right now. I want to touch her pussy but I know that she’s a virgin. If ever I’m the one she decides to give it too, I want things to be right between us. My lips leave hers for a brief minute to kiss her neck. I am about to lift up her shirt and kiss on her breasts, when we hear the front door open and close. We immediately break apart as we hear footsteps coming up the stairs.
“Oh hey Starr,” my brother greets her.
“Hey Jordan,” she says.
“Wassup bro,” Jordan says to me.
“Chillin’ nigga. What’s good?”
“Just came by to pick up something before I head over to Remy’s crib for the night,” he says. Remy is Jordan’s girlfriend he’s been dating for the past year.
“Oh cool,” I say.
“What’s going on in here?”
Me and Starr look at each other when he asks the question. The last thing we want is to tell my brother we were making out. Instead of coming clean about what’s really been going on, I’m going to dodge the bullet.
“I don’t know what you mean,” I say.
“I mean, what’s going on in here? If y’all wouldn’t be fully clothed, I would think that the two of y’all had been getting busy in here,” Jordan says.
We both let out a nervous laugh. Her cheeks are totally flustered and red so I can imagine how mine look.
“Boy please, ain’t nobody getting busy up in here. We were just watching a movie,” I tell him.
“I wish y’all could see the looks on y’all faces right now. I know something been going on between y’all. Y’all ain’t gotta tell me because trust me when I say, it’s written all over y’all faces. If mom and dad walked up in here, they would tell y’all the same damn thing. I’ma leave so y’all can just go back to doing whatever y’all was doing to each other before I walked in,” he says as he takes off towards his room.
I look at Starr and she’s looking at me. We don’t say anything as we continue to look at each other. Finally my brother comes out of his room and on his way downstairs, stops back by the family room.
“Carry on. Just one thing, if y’all decide to get nasty with it, y’all better move to your room bro. The last thing you would want to happen is for mom or dad to catch y’all fuckin’ on that sofa. You know how mom feels about her furniture,” he says as he cracks up laughing. “Y’all have fun. Do everything I plan on doing tonight and get y’all some,” he says before walking down the stairs.
“Um, I think I better get home,” she says.
“Yea, I’ll go walk you.”
“It’s okay,” she says
“I’ll go walk you out,” I tell her.
We get up from the sofa and head for the door. I still feel some kind of way about what just went down between us. I don’t know if we would have taken it to the next level, but I need to know where we stand.
“Hey Starr, about what happened back there,” I begin.
“You don’t owe me any apology,” she says.
“I wasn’t going to apologize. I’m not sorry about what happened,” I say.
“Really? It seemed like you regretted what happened between us as soon as we pulled apart,” she says looking hurt.
“That’s not true. I was just shocked when my brother came through the door. I had no problem with what happened between us and I sure have no regrets,” I say.
“I know what I saw in your face,” she says, picking up the pace.
“Can you hold up a minute,” I say as I grab her arm, turning her around to face me. “I don’t know what you think you saw in my face, but regret was not it. If I regretted kissing you, would I do this?”
I wrap my arms around her, tilt her chin up and bring my lips down on hers for another searing kiss. I feel her relax in my arms as our tongues begin to wrestle again. I throw all inhibitions out the window as we continue our kiss. I see her for the first time as a girl and not my best friend. When we finally pull apart, I smile and ask, “Does that seem like regret to you?”
“No,” she answers breathlessly.
“So stop talking shit then,” I say with a smile.
“What happens now?”
I hadn’t thought about that. I do know that Starr has been my best friend since I was nine years old and she means the world to me. Would we be ruining our friendship if we took this one step further? I don’t want to ruin anything between us. I’m still holding her in my arms and she’s looking at me, waiting for an answer.
“Can we just roll with things the way they’re going? I love our friendship and I love where things seem to be going between us, but it just happened out of nowhere. I don’t want to jump into anything and our friendship will be all fucked up. I care about you way too much for that,” I say.
“Okay, I totally understand and I feel the same way. Let’s just take things slow and see what happens,” she says.
“Cool,” I say.
“Now, if you can just let me go, we can go our separate ways and see each other tomorrow,” she says with a light laugh.
“What if I’m not ready to let you go just yet?” I say as I lower my lips down on hers again.
The more we kiss, the hotter it gets. The hotter it gets, the more I want her. When she pushes me away, I know that she feels the same way.
“Whew! Stop it before things go too far,” she says.
“You’re right. I’d better get back in,” I say.
“Yea, I need to take a shower and wash all this fighting bull off myself. I’ll call you tomorrow and we can shoot some hoops,” she says.
“You already know,” I say.
I watch as she goes inside her house and then cross over and go to my house. As soon as I walk in, I lock the door and head straight to the bathroom. If I have ever needed a cold shower, it is right now. My dick is hard as fuck right now. Who would have thought that Starr and I would have crossed the line? If someone had told me that we would have been tongue kissing yesterday, I would have called them a bold faced liar.
As I said before, I would be lying if I said I had never thought about the two of us sharing a kiss. But to say that I saw it happening the way that it did, I did not see that at all. I have been having sex for a few years now, but Starr is still a virgin. If we ever take it that far, I hope that I
’m the one who gets it first. I know that I would be more gentle with her than any other nigga because I have true feelings for her.
I step in the shower and allow the cold water to wash away these hot feelings that I’ve been having for my best friend. I care for her more than I’ve ever care for any other female in my entire life, besides my mom of course. I finally get my dick to settle down, so I turn the water off and get out of the shower. I dry myself off and walk into my room with my towel wrapped around my waist. My light on my phone is blinking and I wonder if it’s Starr that called or sent a text. I sit on the bed and unlock the phone. I check to see what I missed and it’s a phone call from the last person I expected to hear from.
CHAPTER SIX
Mandy
I had no idea when I was leaving the movies that I was going to run into that little bitch, Starr. After breaking up with Onyx that day, I just needed a little fun to get my mind off him. When I called up Josh and asked can we go see a movie, he readily agreed. Now, I will admit that I was wrong for calling Josh, especially since I know how much he likes me and has been wanting to date me. But, in my defense, I just wanted a night out so I wouldn’t be home crying over Onyx. Believe it or not, I love Onyx.
When we had that conversation about his lil puppet Starr earlier, I didn’t expect things to go left the way that they did. And I thought after we had sex, that we had made up. For him to just leave me after I fell asleep was just wrong. Why would he just leave me like that? He could have woke me up so we could talk about whether we were back together or not. He didn’t even do that; he just left.
When I woke up and noticed he was gone, I called him but he didn’t answer. I texted him and he still didn’t answer. So, I figured that he didn’t want to talk to me and that the break up still stands. I know I was wrong for contacting Josh to cheer me up when I could have easily contacted some of my girls on the squad. But, I knew that Onyx was over there probably filling his little best friend bitch in on what went on with us today. I figured if he could talk to his girl friend, I could talk to my boy friend. I mean what is good for him, should be good for me.
I was not expecting to run into Starr at the movies. I just figured she would be over there with Onyx. When she jumps in my face with that fucking camera, taking pictures and shit that pissed me off. What the fuck was she taking a picture for? Somehow I know that she is going to try and use that picture against me.
I didn’t mean to push her; well that’s a lie. I completely meant to push her and wished I had slugged her instead. I really don’t like that damn girl at all, not in the least. The only regret I have is that I let her hit me first. Allowing her to hit me first gave her the upper hand.
She gave me quite a few good punches that almost knocked me out. I hit her a couple of times, but her hitting me had me dizzy because she hit me harder than I hit her. I wonder where the hell she learned to fight like that.
Josh was pretty worried about me. He took me home and even offered to nurse my wounds, but I told him that I would be fine. All I wanted to do was get in the house, clean myself up and call Onyx to try and plead my case before that lil bitch had a chance to tell him about it. I wanted the chance to talk to him first to explain before she twisted things around to make me seem trashy or something.
About two hours after I got home, I finally pick up the phone to call Onyx. When he answers on the third ring, I figure he must have been contemplating whether he wanted to talk with me or not.
“Hello,” he answers.
“Hey,” I respond.
“Mandy?”
“Don’t tell me you forgot my voice already,” I say.
“No, but what do you want?”
“I wanted to talk about what happened yesterday; you know, our break up,” I say.
“What about it?”
“Did you really mean it when you said we are broken up?”
“Yea, especially after what I found out about you last night,” he responds.
“What exactly did you find out?”
“It doesn’t matter. Because we’re over and we were over before you did what you did, so is that it? All you wanted was verification that we’re broken up?”
“I know that little bitch of a friend of yours probably couldn’t wait to tell you she saw me at the movies with Josh. Nothing happened between he and I. After I woke up yesterday and you weren’t there, I called you and sent you several text messages, but you didn’t respond. I only called Josh so I could get my mind off of you so I wouldn’t be crying all night long. If that bitch,” I begin but he jumps in.
“Don’t call her that! She’s not a bitch; she’s a real friend. If she wouldn’t have shown me the picture of you and Josh all snug, holding hands and shit, I know darn well you wouldn’t have told me. You would have kept that little tidbit of information to yourself and try to worm your way back into my life. So, don’t ever let me hear you call Starr out her name again, especially because she told me what you were really up to,” he says.
“She is a bitch for not minding her own damn business. She’s your friend, not mine. I could care less about her. As far as I’m concerned, she’s a bitch and will always be a bitch.”
“You and I are done,” he says and ends the call.
“UGH!” I scream and toss my phone across the room. I can’t stand that fucking bitch. Like why can’t she mind her own fucking business?
I don’t know how I’m going to get Onyx back now. He seems really mad about my date with Josh and its’ all Starr’s fault. Just last week, Onyx and I were happy and in love. Now look at us; broken up and miserable. He seems to think Starr is perfect and can do no wrong, but that bitch ain’t perfect. She puts her fucking panties on one leg at a time just like everybody else.
Maybe I’ll have a better chance talking to him in person. I’ll go to his house tomorrow after my family and I get back from church. I’m sure if I just get the chance to talk to him face to face, I will have a better chance of him listening to me. Tomorrow is a new day and things between us are going to work out.
The next morning, I wake up bright and early for ten o’clock services. Services are over by 11:30 and right after we get back home, I change into something a bit more comfortable. I come downstairs and find my mom cooking in the kitchen.
“Hey mom, can I use your car to go over to Onyx’s house? We had a fight yesterday and things really got out of hand and we broke up. Please can I use your car?”
I’m hoping if she sees how miserable I am, she will say yes.
“You know I’m cooking for us to have lunch together,” she says.
“Yea, I know. I won’t be long. I think if we just have a conversation in person, things between us will be different. Please mom,” I beg.
“Okay, but don’t stay long.”
“I won’t.”
I grab her keys and head out the door. The drive to Onyx’s house doesn’t take long and when I get there, what do I see? Him and that bitch Starr playing basketball on his goal. What is it with her? Why can’t she stay in her fucking place? Before I pull in the driveway, I watch the interaction between the two of them and it seems different than before.
I mean, while he’s trying to steal the ball from her, he reaches around her and grabs her by her waist. She laughs profusely and takes the shot. She misses of course, probably because she is all over him.
I pull into the driveway and they pull apart. She grabs the basketball as they both wait for my car to stop moving. I put the car in park and climb out.
“What are you doing here?”
He doesn’t even look happy to see me.
“I came to talk to you,” I say with a smile that I hope will break the ice.
“Talk about what? I thought we said everything that needed to be said already.”
“I figured if we spoke in person, we might be able to clear the air and work things out,” I say.
“Work what out? There’s nothing to work out. We broke up so there’s nothing to work out,
” he says.
“Can we talk in private?”
He puts his arm around Starr’s shoulder and says, “That won’t be necessary. Starr and I have plans for the afternoon and you should have called first. Had you called, I would have told you not to bother coming over here in the first place.”
Oh no he didn’t put his arm around that bitch that broke us up. Why is he putting his arm around her anyway? I thought they were just friends. Since when do friends act like they are?
“So what; all of a sudden you and this bitch are a couple?”
“Call me a bitch again and I will show you how bitchy I can be. If you think last night’s ass whooping was something, wait until you see the one I will give you today if you call me a bitch again,” she says stepping in my face.
“I am not afraid of you so let’s see what you’re made of BITCH!”
I’m not scared of this girl and if she’s trying to show off in front of Onyx, I will beat her ass just to show him that I’m the better chick for him. She takes a swing at me and hits me in the face. I immediately swing back at her and we are soon rolling in Onyx’s front yard like two pitbulls who have a thirst for blood. She hits me up the side of my head with a hard punch. The punch is so hard it feels like she hit me with brass knuckles or something. My head is spinning and I’m dizzy but she’s still hitting me. Finally, Onyx pulls her off me and his parents are outside screaming.
“What the hell is going on out here?” Onyx’s mother is yelling in anger.
“Son, what is going on?”
“Mandy came over here to start some mess with me and Starr,” Onyx says.
“That’s not true! I came here to talk to Onyx and she got in my face,” I say.
“Onyx did you and Mandy get to say what y’all needed to say? Because I will not have these two girls fighting in my front yard in front of my neighbors!” His mom says and she’s really pissed.
“Mom, I didn’t invite Mandy here. We broke up yesterday so I don’t even know what she’s doing here,” Onyx says.
“Y’all broke up?”
“Yea, he broke up with me yesterday so he can start dating that, that, that heifer today! Mr. and Mrs. Maxwell, I’m sorry that things got out of hand today but she got all in my face so I was defending myself,” I apologize.