I glanced at Jhyrah who was laughing too. “Let’s go.”
As we headed to the car, Chubby stepped behind us. “Alright, Chi, I’ma fuck wit you later.”
Together we all hopped into the whip and skated. By the time Tymeisha was back on her feet, Jhyrah had her window down, waving at her. “Bye, girl. I hope that didn’t hurt too bad. Fix your pony tail. It’s crooked.”
Chubby chuckled from the front seat, as we exited the complex. “Jhyrah, you messy, man. And yall niggas done fucked me out of a easy lay. Lil’ mama was talking about eating dick all night.”
Jhyrah cringed. “Ewe, nobody wants to hear all that, boy. Besides, I did you a favor. That girl aint right for you.”
He glanced into the backseat. “Why you say that?”
“Because. She’s a thief.”
He smiled. “Her stealing from the store aint none of my business.”
Jhyrah nodded as she poked out her bottom lip. “I guess you wanted her to take that lil’ 50 dollars out of your back pocket too, huh?”
He dropped the smile. “Wait, what?”
Chapter 3
Jeremy
“I still can’t believe you wouldn’t turn around and let me wring that bitch’s neck, Jared,” Chubby fussed, as we stepped into my grandparents’ house.
We’d used our key, because no one was there.
Jared waved him off. “Nigga, I gave you a 50 to shut that whining shit up. Let it go.”
“Man, it’s the principle. That bitch stole from me,” Chubby persisted.
“Well, Chubby, you should be grateful that she showed her true colors early on,” Jhyrah added. “She’s a petty thief, and I feel like taking a 50-dollar loss is well worth finding out who you’re dealing with. My daddy always tells Lil’ Jah to never keep a girl around, in his personal space that he can’t trust.”
Hearing that, Chubby paused. “What? Girl, you too fucking mature for me. I’m trying to bust that lil’ hoe’s head open, and you tryna get a nigga to learn a lesson. You better take your encyclopedia reading ass on somewhere.”
I chuckled. Chubby was so damn dumb…in a smart kinda way.
“Aye, I just checked on granny,” Jared announced. “Her and Jermany went over to Tino and Falen’s. So, you know they aint coming back any time soon.”
“Good.” Chubby greedily rubbed his hands together. “That means that aint nobody here to bitch about us heading back out. I got some hot and ready local pussy around the corner. Her cousins and friends are over there too. Let’s pull up.”
“Local pussy?” my twin frowned. “Nah, I aint taking no more suggestions from you, unless I see proof. Show me a picture or something.”
Chubby whipped out his cell, scrolled to something, before handing it over to Jared. “See.”
Jared nodded. “Alright, let’s ride.”
Jhyrah tittered. “Jared, you’re lowkey a pussy hound just like Chubby. You just play it off better.”
“Well, it’s a good thing that I aint trying to convince you otherwise,” he nixed her off.
“Yeah,” Chubby co-signed. “And your ass is staying here this time. You can’t fuck it up for us two times in one day. I aint taking no more L’s.”
She rolled her eyes, as she flopped down on the couch. “Whatever. I wasn’t trying to go, anyway.”
“Alright, yall, let’s go,” Chubby urged.
I yawned, as I plopped down onto the couch myself. “Nah, I’ma sit this one out.”
Chubby sucked his teeth. “Nigga, is you serious, right now?”
“Yeah,” I maintained. “I’m chilling.”
Jared shrugged. “Fuck it. Let him stay. Let’s burn before my pops stops by and tells us to head home.”
“Bet,” Chubby agreed as they headed to the door.
“Chubby,” Jhyrah called out.
“What’s up?” he spun around eagerly. “You jealous? You don’t want me to go?”
She snickered. “Boy, don’t be silly. I just wanted to remind you.”
He frowned. “Remind me of what?”
“Remember to leave your lil’ 50 dollars in the car this time, so this girl won’t take it.”
He sucked his teeth. “Fuck you, Jhyrah. You lucky you too pretty, cause I really should go in on ya shit-talking ass.”
Jhyrah tauntingly stuck out her tongue, prompting Chubby to stomp out the door.
I shook my head. “You’re childish, you know that?”
She arched a brow. “And you’re not?”
“I don’t know.” I reclined in the couch. “You tell me.”
“I think that you believe that you’re slick.”
“How’s that?” I studied her face.
“You’re fronting like you’re tired, but I know better.”
I chuckled. “You funny. Why would I do that?”
She tucked her soft looking lips into her mouth, anchoring those dimples into her cheeks. “The same reason you had no love for ole girl today.”
I narrowed my eyes in confusion. “And why is that?”
“It’s because…she wasn’t me,” she assessed, confidently patting her chest.
I sat up. “You’re serious, right now?”
“I am.”
I had to laugh at that. “You’re too young to be so cocky.”
She scooted to the edge of the couch. “So, are you trying to tell me that you don’t like me, Jeremy?”
“Define like.”
She smiled. “You like being in my presence. You like watching me, when you think I’m not paying attention. You come over to my house more than your brother because you want to be near me. Just admit it.”
I sat back again. “Think what you wanna think.”
“Oh, so, that’s how you’re gonna play it?” she placed a hand on her hip. “Why you can’t be real with me? It’s just me and you here, right now.”
I licked my lips. “Lil’ Jah is my nigga. I know how he feels about you. He wouldn’t let us rock in peace, so I aint gonna bother.”
She lifted her chin. “Oh, so, you’re scared of my brother? Is that it?”
“Nah,” I quickly denied. “It’s about respect. I’d expect the same from him.”
She giggled. “Respect? Boy, stop it. If your sister was older, he wouldn’t care what you’d have to say. He’s gonna do what he wants, so please don’t give me that.”
“Okay.” I nodded. “What’s your point here?”
“I want you to tell me how you feel.”
For a second, I sat staring at her. I always considered Jhyrah mentally faster than most girls her age, but I was beginning to see that she’d surpassed the chicks at my age too. She was forward in a way that most girls weren’t. Her mama and daddy had poured into her, assuring that she knew her worth. She knew who she was and the kind of effect she had on people. My mama and daddy had taught me enough to know that this was dangerous. In a good way, if one was capable of handling it.
“Jhyrah, if I did that, then what?” I wanted to know.
“Then I could tell you how I feel.”
“Why not do that, if that’s what you want? Why wait on me?”
She grinned, while pointing a finger. “You’re being difficult, instead of just giving me my way. You’ll have to learn that it’s always in your best interest to bend for me.”
I scrunched my face. “Girl, watch out. You talking crazy, for real.”
“Nah, I’m just being honest. I think that you’re just scared of me.”
I laughed heartily. “Scared? Yeah, okay.”
“Yeah, you’re scared. If you’re not, then tell me why you fought Courtney,” she insisted. “You hung out with him every day. Then after he hangs out with me for a few days, you catch him after school and beat the brakes off him. Tell me why.”
“Cause,” I curled my lips, getting heated just thinking about that bitch ass nigga.
“Cause what?” she pressed.
“Cause I told him to stay in his lane.”
She fro
wned. “Stay in his lane? What does that mean?”
“Oh, you know what it means.”
“No, I don’t.”
“It means that he was supposed to stay the fuck away from you,” I growled.
She briefly paused, before smiling again. “And why does he need to stay away from me, Jeremy Junior?”
“You fucking know why,” I gritted.
“No, I don’t. Tell me.”
“Jhyrah,” my jaw tightened. “Just leave this alone, because you’re pissing me off.”
She eased off the couch, before towering above me.
I gazed up at her. “Girl, sit your ass down.”
She placed her hands on her hips, peering down at me.
“Jhyrah, you hear me?”
“Uh-huh,” she uttered, before leaning down, grabbing my chin, and tilting my head up. Closing her eyes, she gently kissed me.
Admittedly, I was taken by surprise, but it didn’t take long for my natural instincts to kick in. So, I gripped the back of her head, and slid my tongue into her mouth. Surprisingly, she knew what she was doing, as she sucked on my tongue. I caressed her face, while pulling her onto my lap. The kiss grew more intense, as she sat on my dick. I rubbed her thick thigh, while biting her bottom lip.
She pulled away and gazed into my eyes. “You’re still not gonna tell me how you feel?”
I eased my hand into her shirt. “I’d do better showing you.” I then lifted her bra, before softly stroking her nipple.
“Umm,” she moaned, tucking her lips into her mouth.
“You like that?” I whispered, before subtly biting her nipple through her shirt.
She didn’t bother responding, as her eyes slowly closed.
Lifting her shirt, I took the time to examine her perky breasts. They were the perfect size and looked succulent. Leaning forward, I drew a ripe nipple into my mouth. Flicking my tongue across her areola, she began squirming in my lap. I knew that I had her, when I noticed her head falling back.
“Lift up.” I tapped her thigh.
She came to her feet
I stood up and grabbed her hand. “Come on.”
Together we tipped upstairs. I guided her into the room I’d sleep in whenever I’d visit. After we stepped in, I closed the door and locked it to avoid any surprise pop-ups. That’s when I released Jhyrah’s hand and gripped her shirt. Willingly, she allowed me to lift the shirt over her head, right along with her bra. Dropping the clothes to the floor, I gripped her waist. Aggressively, I drove her back to the bed, before we both fell into it. I landed on top and went right back into sucking half of her tit into my mouth.
Without an ounce of shyness, she grabbed my head with both hands. That shit turned me on, as I found myself unzipping her shorts. Lifting slightly, I yanked her shorts down, along with her panties. Her naked body was the picture of perfection, looking better than I’d imagined. Her stomach was tight while her hips were sharp. Silky hair covered her fresh snatch, as she laid with her legs gapped open. Using my index finger, I swiped through her slit, feeling her wetness.
When I found my way to her clit, she sexily arched her back. I moved my finger rapidly, while undoing my own shorts. Seductively, she rolled her hips, as I whipped my hard-on out. I then eased between her thighs. With one hand on her clit and the other on my dick, I leaned in, flicking my tongue across her nipple. Responding to me, she bucked her hips. That’s when I snatched my hand away from her clit to grip her shoulder. Then without warning I pushed my way inside.
“Ahhh-huhhhhh,” she cried out.
My heart skipped a beat, as I confirmed what I should’ve already known. She was a virgin. Wanting to calm her down, I smothered her with kisses. “It’ll stop hurting in a minute.”
She whimpered. “No, it won’t.”
I paused. “So, you want me to stop?”
Shockingly, she wrapped her arms around my neck. “Did I say that?”
Smiling, I slid my tongue into her mouth. While tongue wrestling, I pumped into her. I knew that I needed to take my time, but I couldn’t help myself. I’d smashed one virgin before, and that within itself felt good. Nothing was better than fresh tight pussy…but this was Jhyrah. Someone I’d known forever. Somebody I’d grown up, playing with. I’d spend nights at her house. Called her mama my auntie. And had wet dreams about her at night. In fact, the first time I’d beat my meat were to images of Jhyrah in my head. So, to finally be inside of her…was something indescribable. I was getting what I always wanted, although I’d never admit it.
“I didn’t think you were this big,” she spoke with my tongue in her mouth.
“Oh, yeah?” I questioned, as I hitched her legs up over my shoulders. Feeling something surge through me, I delivered long strokes.
“Jeremy, wait,” she gritted, as she dug her nails into my arms.
I gazed down at her. “Just let me have it, Jhyrah. I been waiting on this for so long.”
She bit her bottom lip. “For how long?”
I was about to answer that, until I heard somebody calling out to me.
“Junior.”
“Oh, shit,” Jhyrah gasped. “Is that your daddy?”
“Shit,” I spewed, as I pulled out of her. “Hell yeah.”
“Lil’ Jeremy!” my pops shouted.
Immediately, we hopped up, scrambling to get dressed.
“Shit, shit, shit,” Jhyrah hissed.
I glanced back at her, thinking about what it would mean for her, if my pops caught us. I knew that she’d get it twice as hard as me. “Look, open the door, and act like you just woke up. Tell him that you was in here sleeping and that you think that I went into my granny’s room. Once he goes to check in there, I’ma pretend like I was downstairs or something.”
“Okay,” she nervously nodded.
I flicked off the light, before she opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. “Hey, Uncle Jay Rock,” she spoke, sounding legit groggy. I could just imagine her wiping the sleep out of her eyes.
“Aye, girl, what you doing up here?” My pops questioned.
“I was taking a nap.”
“Oh, yeah? They left you here by yourself?”
“No, when I went to sleep the twins and Chubby was here. They’re not downstairs?”
“Nah, Jared claimed that he left his brother here. I was stopping by to check on his ass.”
“Oh, well maybe he’s downstairs somewhere or in Auntie Trina’s room.”
“Yeah, probably so,” my pops responded, sounding further away, like he’d gone into my grandparents’ room to look for me.
Taking a chance, I peeped into the hallway, noticing Jhyrah jogging downstairs. My pops wasn’t in sight, so I scurried to the bathroom. Then after waiting a couple of seconds, I stepped back out.
“Pops, you wanted me?”
My pops exited his mama and daddy’s bedroom. “Yeah,” he responded, as he studied me. He was giving me the same look he’d give my mama whenever he’d question her about her ex-boyfriend. “Lil’ nigga, why your shirt on backwards?”
“Huh?” I scratched my head.
Pops cut his eyes and stared at the stairs. “You aint slick, man.”
I squirmed a bit. “What chu talking about?”
He locked eyes with me. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. Don’t come running to me when Big Jah is ready to kill your lil’ ass. It’s too many girls to smash somebody this close. There’s no freedom in it.”
I gulped.
“Nigga, don’t stand there looking crazy. You heard what I said.”
“But I aint do nothing,” I lied.
“Quit bullshitting me! You know better. Now, if I go in that room she just left out of, is that bed gonna be dry or wet?”
I stared at my feet, as I shrugged.
“Exactly. Now, just like I said, man, make better choices. Or at least wait to screw once you know what time everybody is coming back. You sloppy.”
Chapter 4
Jhyrah
; “No! No! Noooooo!”
“Baby, wake up. Jhyrah!”
My eyes popped open, as I breathed erratically. My chest was heaving up and down, as I glanced around my room.
“What were you dreaming about?” my mama wanted to know, as she sat on the side of my bed.
I attempted to catch my breath, as I held my forehead. “Her.”
My mama’s pretty face scrunched up. “Tyra?”
I nodded.
She took a deep breath. “I swear I hate that bitch,” she grumbled. “We might need to get you back in counseling.”
“Counseling for what?” my daddy questioned, as he tipped into my room.
My mama shook her head. “She just had a nightmare about Tyra. She was kicking and screaming in her sleep.”
A look of guilt washed over my daddy’s face. No matter how much time passed, he felt guilty for my trauma. I’d told him over and over that I didn’t blame him, but that never stopped him from blaming himself. And I guess that was why I’d keep my inner thoughts to myself sometimes.
Our family was closer than most, but not for reasons that most may think. Although my parents had beaten the odds, they didn’t come out of the battle without war wounds. One of their biggest battles came in the form of my daddy’s side chick. Tyra.
Tyra was some broad my daddy had screwed in the past. There was nothing special about her. In fact, she was so desperate that she’d slept with my daddy, after he’d dated her cousin, Melissa, first. Back then my daddy was wild and slept with Tyra after he was done with Melissa and was with my mama. This meant that he’d cheated. I knew all this because unfortunately my parents had me when they were young and hadn’t mastered the art of concealing their drama. It used to spill over into me and my siblings’ young lives, as we took on their issues. Back then it was five of us, and now it’s seven…well, eight if you counted JJ.
My younger brother JJ was the center of our biggest problem for the longest. Tyra had managed to get pregnant with JJ, although my daddy swore that he’d never slept with her unprotected. Through hood gossip, I’d heard that Tyra was so desperate that she’d poked holes in his condoms. I didn’t know how to feel about that. True enough, daddy should’ve never cheated on my mama, but Tyra forced her way into our lives, and that wasn’t fair to anybody. Not even to JJ. And we all paid handsomely for Tyra’s deeds.
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