That Girl: Bre

by Amber Monroe

  “Take a picture; it lasts longer.” He said, taking me out of my trance. I just smiled, brushed past him, and made my way upstairs.

  “Rude!” He shouted after I ran up the stairs. I just laughed to myself. If only he knew. I thought to myself.

  “Hey, bestie. How are you feeling?” I asked as I walked into Bre’s room and closed the door behind me. She called me earlier and said she wasn’t feeling good and couldn’t contact Jemar. I honestly wanted to express my opinions about Jemar, punk-ass, but Bre needed me, and my rant could wait. I could already see where this was headed, and I wanted Bre to prepare for the day that this fool decides to dip out. He wasn’t father material nor boyfriend material either. I knew since the day Bre introduced him to me, I could smell the Fuck Boy scent on him. However, he was Bre’s first boyfriend, and I knew what that meant to her, so I kept my comments to myself. And now that she’s pregnant by his ass, she will always be connected to him even when he leaves. I just hope that her heart won’t be too damaged because I know the guy that’s genuinely for her will come right after she dumps Jemar ass. Hopefully, sooner than later.

  “My stomach has calmed down a little.” She said as she slowly sat up from the bed. Her complexion looked pale, and her hair was all over her head. I was not used to seeing Bre look like this. She was a naturally pretty girl who didn’t have to do much but brush her hair and get all of the attention even on her basic days. Since she found out she was pregnant, it seemed like her natural glow and beautiful innocence disappeared. She looked stressed and miserable. As her best friend, I couldn’t let her sink into this mess but rise above it. I know that Bre would be a good mother and will still accomplish her dreams after giving birth. I just hope that Jemar won’t hold her back and ruin her.

  “Do you need anything?” I asked as I took my coat off and placed it on the hook that was on the back of the door.

  “Can you grab me some saltine crackers and water from the kitchen. I read that it helps.” She said.

  “Sure,” I said as I walked out of her room and went downstairs to the kitchen. As soon as I got to the kitchen, I saw the mess that was created and instantly rolled my eyes. If Ms. Aretha came home and saw this, she would blame Bre for not cleaning up, even though I’m sure she didn’t create this mess. This had Eric, Wayne, and Alexis written all over it. Alexis wasn’t too young to know how to clean up after herself, but Eric and Wayne were definitely old enough to tell her to and clean up after their damn selves as well. I didn’t want Ms.Aretha to question Bre and end up finding out that she’s pregnant. All she has to do is ask one question that will lead to a series of questions, and all it takes is that one to put everything together. I grabbed Bre’s crackers and water and took it to her.

  “The kitchen is a mess. So I’m going to clean up before your mom gets home.”

  “Thank you for this, but you don’t have to clean up after my family. After I eat these crackers, I should be good enough to clean up.”

  “Bre, you barely can sit up in the bed. Don’t worry, I got it.” I said without giving her a chance to stop me.

  The first thing I did when I got back into the kitchen was to gather all of the trash. Next, I straightened up the kitchen table, then washed the dishes. As I was lost in my thoughts while washing the dishes, I felt cold hands wrap around my waist. I instantly jumped and turned around to face the creep who startled me.

  “Really, Eric!” I said as I hit him on the arm. I tried to keep my voice down.

  “I scared you?” He said, smiling.

  “Duh! Didn’t you see me jump?” I said, rolling my eyes.

  “I did see something jump.” He said, looking down at my breasts. I tried to ignore his stares, but my body was betraying me already. Eric moved closer to me and placed his lips on mine. I kissed him back.

  “Come on.” He said as he grabbed my hand, I instantly snatched it back.

  “Bre is here, and I’m in the middle of cleaning up your mess!”

  “My mess? How do you know I did this?” He said, looking at me up and down. I turned around and grabbed a bowl that had half-eaten Frosted Flakes in it.

  “How do you know that was mine?”

  “You’re the only person I know that stops eating Frosted Flakes when you let them get soggy.”

  “You think you know me?” He smirked.

  “Not at all,” I smirked back. But I was lying. I had a crush on his ass since we were little and always made mental notes about his likes and dislikes. I wanted to be the girl of his dreams who knew everything about him.

  “Yeah, whatever. Creep.” He joked.

  “Boy, whatever. You’re more wasteful than Alexis, with your picky ass.” I said, then turned back around to finish the dishes. The more I looked at him, the more I crave him and would be willing to do anything to him. As I continued to wash the dishes, I felt his chest against my back and his hands traveling under my shirt. He fondled my breasts, and I made it pretty easy for him because I wasn’t wearing a bra. I had B-cups, so it was easy for me to walk around bra-free. When I felt him pinch my nipples and kiss the back of my neck, I almost melted.

  “Eric…,” I whined. He knew what he was doing and knew I would break soon.

  “You miss me?” He whispered into my ear. The warmness from his breath made the hairs on my body stand up. I couldn’t talk but just nodded my head.

  “Let me hear you say it.” He said as he continued to rub my breasts.

  “I missed you,” I whispered.

  “Better had.” He said then took his hands to rub up and down my body. I don’t know why Eric always made me feel like putty. It was just something about him that made me want to jump at his every command and give him my everything.

  “Come upstairs with me.” He said.

  “Bre is here,” I said, reminding him again.

  “It will be quick, I promise.” He said. I closed my eyes as I felt his lips touch my neck. As much as I didn’t like fooling around with Bre’s brother behind her back, I hated doing it right under her nose. I knew I should have said something to her when we started messing around, but I didn’t know how she would feel since I was her best friend. Bre knew I had a crush on him since she found my “Dream” book with plans of my life with Eric when we got older. She never told him, but she would secretly tease me about it until last year when I told her that I wasn’t interested in him anymore. I was being honest about not liking him anymore because he never showed me any attention and ignored me. I found somebody else to crush on and started to ignore him. However, three months ago, when I spent the night with Bre, Eric walked in on me after I got out of the shower. Now I know, it definitely seems like he probably expressed interest after seeing my naked, but I didn’t mind because he is the only guy that I ever wanted to see me naked. Anywho, we would always sneak kisses and fondle with each other whenever we had the chance. Sometimes when he would get frustrated with his mother, he would come over to my house and spend the night. We haven’t had sex yet because I’m still a virgin, and I told him that he had to make me his girlfriend first. And the fact that he didn’t immediately do it made me feel like he really likes me and wants us to really build something first. However, I do give him head every now and then because I know niggas have needs, and I don’t need another bitch coming around and taking him because he’s not satisfied. Now, thinking about it, it has been a minute since I have given some special attention so maybe I can take care of him quickly.

  “Okay, let me finish the kitchen up. Take the trash out for me and wait for me upstairs.”

  “Why Bre can’t do this?”

  “She’s not feeling good.”

  “She’s never feeling good. What’s wrong with her?”

  “It’s that time of the month for her.” I lied.

  “Seems like it’s been like that every damn week. I thought that shit lasts for a couple of days.”

  “How would you know?” I asked, placing my hand on my hip.

  “You know I was raised with
three females. And hopefully, when Alexis has to deal with that shit one day, I will be out of this damn house by then.” He said as if he was frustrated. I couldn’t help but laugh.

  “Y’all females be acting like it’s the end of the world and be ready to fight somebody for just asking a simple question.”

  “You men are just too weak. I see why we get the periods. Y’all not strong enough to endure a couple of days bleeding and cramps.”

  “Nah, men would be fine. We just need some food and a game system. We wouldn’t be all moody and extra over no damn blood and stomach pains. Hell, you can just give us a blunt, and I bet we’ll be straight.”

  “Boy, bye. I witnessed when you had a sinus infection, and Ms.Aretha had to be by your side the entire time because you kept whining and complaining. Your ass definitely couldn’t handle no period. And you’re light skin. So you’ll be four times emotional.”

  “What I tell you about that light skin shit?” He said as he grabbed a handful of my ass. I had small boobs, but I was fortunate enough to make up for it in the ass department. And Eric has the perfect hands to grip it just like I like it, plenty and rough.

  “What?” I giggled, trying to sound innocent. He hated it when I mentioned his light skin syndrome.

  “You know what! Keep playing with me, Chianne.”

  “And what?” I said, rolling my neck.

  “Imma show you.”

  “Yeah, whatever.”

  “Don’t whatever me. You talk a lot of shit for someone who hasn’t had that cherry popped yet.”

  “What else am I supposed to do?” I asked sarcastically.

  “Just wait till I break your ass in. All that back talking and slick ass light skin comments gon’ get you in trouble, and I got the perfect punishment to get your ass together.”

  “Like what?” I said, biting down on my bottom lip.

  “You’ll soon find out.” He said then kissed my lips. I was squealing on the inside. Eric knew I wasn’t putting out until we were official, so if he was hinting that sex was near, that meant we were going to be official soon! And that turned me off even more. I already knew what Eric was working with, so I couldn’t wait. Eric could talk a lot of shit, but he could definitely back it up.

  “Take the trash out,” I said and quickly turned around so I could finish up the dishes. Once I made sure the kitchen was functional, I ran upstairs to check on Bre. Thank God, she had gone back to sleep because I didn’t want to lie to her and wanted to please my soon to be boyfriend without having guilt lingering around.

  ∞∞∞

  After I made sure Bre was really knocked out, I made my way to Eric’s room that was down the hall. I didn’t even knock, I just walked right in because I knew he was waiting for me. As soon as I walked in, I saw him sitting on the edge of his bed. He had a typical teenage boy room, unmade bed with dark blue bedding set, shoe boxes lined against a wall, big flat screen tv with a PS4 and Xbox system plugged in, rapper posters, clothes scattered on the floor, and miscellaneous items on the dresser and nightstands.

  “Took you long enough. Thought about getting started without you.” He smirked as he saw me lock his door and move close to him.

  “Shit, you should have. I would’ve loved the show.” I said as I got down on my knees.

  “I know your freak ass would’ve.” He said as he licked his lips. It was no secret that I was a freak, and although I was a virgin vaginally, I still explored and learned all kinds of stuff. My big sister, Jasmine, gave me the rundown about a lot of things, that’s why I wasn’t afraid to give Eric head. Jasmine helped me, but I let Eric tell me his likes and dislikes in the bedroom.

  “Do it,” I informed him.

  “Why? You’re here now.”

  “I want to see you,” I said, then pouted.

  “Man, I feel like you’re trying to short change me. Got me doing half of the work, so you don’t have to.”

  “I always give you my best performance. I don’t need help, and you know it. I just thought that if I did something for you, you do something for me since you’re not down for an even exchange.”

  “I ain’t into eating pussy.”

  “I know that, and I never complain or sweat it. And I still give you my all.”

  “Man, lift your top.” He said, rolling his eyes, but smiling. Eric can act all he wants, but he’s just as freaky as I am. If anything, I turned him on to some things, and we always watch porn together. As I lifted my top above my breast, my nipples instantly hardened once I saw Eric pull his 9’ inches out. At this point, my panties were soaked, and as much as I wanted him inside of me, I was not going to fold. Eric smiled in satisfaction as he slowly started to move his hand up and down his shaft. I watched in excitement as if I was standing outside of my favorite toy store.

  “You like that?” He asked as he started to breathe hard.

  “You know it.” I smiled. Eric placed one hand on my breast and roughly fondled it. Eric was trying his best to keep it together, but I knew he was ready for me. I leaned up to kiss him, then went to work. Eric instantly moaned once he felt my warm mouth cover his penis.

  “Chi…..shit,” He moaned.

  “Yes?” I smiled then stroke him in my hand. I knew he didn’t want anything, but I loved hearing his voice.

  “Don’t stop.”

  “Of course,” I said, then swallowed him whole.

  4. Bre

  I was sleeping well in my bed until my mother came into my room with the sounds of her Saturday Cleaning playlist in the background. I was so annoyed because I was sick last night and went to sleep three hours ago. The pregnancy was finally starting to wear me out, and I was not prepared for this yet. When my mother shortly left-back out, I was relieved. After all, I wasn’t trying to go off and then have her questioning me because I was usually a morning person. She would instantly notice something wasn’t right if I was being moody and complaining about being tired. As soon as my eyes found comfort again, my mother came back in and left my door open.

  “Bre, it’s almost 10:00 am. Why are you still in bed?” My mother asked.

  “I stayed up late,” I said with my eyes still closed. I put the cover over my head, hoping she would take the hint and leave it back out.

  “Talking to that little boy? I tell you! You’re always talking to him, and now you’re missing sleep because of him.”

  “Ma, we don’t talk all the time. And we were watching a movie.”

  “Watching a movie?”

  “Yeah, we stayed on the phone while we watched Norbit together.”

  “So romantic.”

  “Hater,” I mumbled.

  “Well, I hope it was worth it because you’re not staying in bed all day. I need you to go to the store with me.”

  “Maaaaa. Why can’t Eric or Wayne go? I always go with you. I’m so sleepy,” I whined as I threw a mini tantrum in my bed.

  “I thought Alexis was the youngest of my kids. I didn’t know I still had a whole ass baby in my house.”

  “I’m not a baby.” I pouted.

  “I can’t tell.”

  “Ugh!” I said as I finally got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom.

  “And what did I tell you and Alexis about keeping your room clean! I am not going to keep cleaning up after y’all!” She yelled after I closed the bathroom door.

  After being out of the house for nearly six hours, we finally returned home with tons of bags. My mother wanted to go grocery shopping. But she also wanted to stop by the post office, Ross, and Marshall’s; whatever else stores she felt like she hadn’t been to in forever. I was beyond tired and sick, but I had to play it off so she wouldn’t ask me questions. And although I was looking forward to getting some rest, Jemar wanted to hang out, and I figured it would give me a break from my mom.

  “Ma, Jemar asked if I could chill with him for a minute. Can I??” I asked her after we put the groceries up.

  “I thought we would spend the rest of the day together. It’s rare
when I’m off on a Saturday, and I want to spend time with the only child who likes being around me.”

  “Your other kids like being around you.”

  “When they need something.” She mumbled, but I heard her. It was rare when my mother expressed any feelings other than being tired, which caught me by surprise. The fact that she was opening up to me made me feel like shit for keeping this secret from her.

  “I’ll hang out with him for about thirty minutes, then we’ll spend the rest of the day together, okay?”

  “Fine, but when am I going to meet Jemar? You’ve been dating him for a while, and I have yet to meet him. At first, I thought you were waiting to see where things would go, and it looks like things are good because he is still around. So I want to meet him soon.”

  “Things are still fresh, ma, and I’m still not sure where things are going. If we make it to seven months, I will definitely introduce you to him.”

  “Bre, you know I trust you, right?” She said, too calm for my liking. I became nervous and afraid that she found out.

  “Ummm, yes,” I said, unsure of where this conversation was going.

  “So, I’ll give you as much time as you need to figure things out with that boy. I know you don’t like to rush into things, and if he has managed to still be around for another two months, I’ll wait.” She said then kissed my cheek. I tried not to show it, but I so relieved and exhaled the breath I was holding in.

  “So, can I hang out with him for a few?” I asked.

  “Yeah, but be back before it gets dark.” She said as she playfully rolled her eyes. I gave her a quick hug and kiss on the cheek.

  ∞∞∞

  “Okay, I need to go now. It’s about to get dark.” I giggled as Jemar kissed on my neck. We were over his house, just chilling or was supposed to be. Ever since I found out that I was pregnant, I wasn’t comfortable having sex again. I know that seems backward, but I guess it was the guilt of lying to my family that made me feel like shit for even thinking about sleeping with Jemar. Jemar always tried, but I would always make it seem like I had morning sickness and turn him off. He had a weak stomach, so the thought of me having to vomit easily made him sick and turned off.