Chapter 10
Jatavia
Itried to tell myself that I didn’t know what got into me today since I walked out of my job like I had another lined up. Truth is, it wasn’t what got into me, it was about who got into me.
Dreu Langston…
I needed someone to express myself too. I would have preferred it to be Dreu but didn’t want to tell him just yet what I did.
So, I pulled up to my cousin Tammy’s house.
Today was one of those days when I needed a pick me up the most. My cramps always were severe, I took three Tylenols and a heating pad to work, and it still didn’t alleviate my pain.
I got out of my car and walked up her stone rock pathway.
She texted me five minutes ago letting me know that she left the front door unlocked for me to just walk in.
It had been a long day for Tammy as well.
She finished her last client up for the day and wanted to shower before we had our girl’s night.
The plan was to uber eat us some food, sip some wine and smoke a half of blunt since I needed something to mellow me out.
The moment I stepped inside, cheetah print attacked me from every angle. Cheetah-print throw pillows. Cheetah-print curtains. A cheetah-print rug layered on top of her hardwood floors. Even her kitchen had cheetah print towels hanging off the over.
“Girl what you just standing by the door for?” Tammy emerged from her hallway holding a bottle of Stella Rosa.
“This cheetah shit is getting out of hand.” I said, looking around amazed.
Last time I was here, it was as bad. Tammy didn’t make things no better standing in front of me rocking a cheetah gown.
Although we were cousins people often mistaken us for sisters.
I was five foot six, Tammy was five foot three.
We both had big breasts, only major difference was that I had no ass, Tammy had plenty of ass.
“I done told you before,” Tammy said proudly, popping the cork on the bottle of wine. “This is a theme home.” She giggled.
“It look like a damn cheetah threw up all over this house.” I turned around and locked her door behind me. I sat my bag down on the coffee table and plopped down on her leather sectional couch happy to be away from the call center.
“Haters gone hate.” She rolled her eyes and sat the wine bottle down on her glass coffee table.
I sat all the way back on her couch. My lower stomach ached in that deep, dull way that made me want to curl into myself.
I had the kind of cramps that made me nauseous, emotional and ready to fight with anyone that got on my damn nerves.
Soon as Tammy came back into the living room with wine glasses, I took one and filled it to the brim with wine.
I wasted no time gulping down half of it before deciding to drop the bomb on Tammy.
“I quit my job today,” I said casually.
Tammy froze mid-pour; the wine bottle hovered in the air as she looked at me with wide eyes.
“You…what?”
“I quit,” I repeated, taking another sip like, I didn’t just mention something out of the ordinary for me to do.
She slowly sat the bottle down then carefully sat at the edge of the couch to eye me warily.
“Jatavia, you need to explain this right now. While I’m all for quitting a nine to five, I know this is not like you. What the hell is going on?” She took a small sip of wine.
I exhaled and stared up at her ceiling fan.
“I had cramps so bad I could barely sit up,” I said. “I asked my boss if I could leave early…that bitch had the nerves to tell me no.” I spat.
“Oh hell no, after how long you been there and dedicated? Fuck that and her!” Tammy got loud.
“Three years,” I said quietly. “No call offs, late arrivals. I worked overtime whenever they asked. I even realized the night Devin asked me to come to the festival with him that I had a lot of paid time leave…that I never fucking used. I didn’t all that hard work for what?” I huffed out.
My throat tightened a little from the mere reality of it all.
“I was sitting there thinking about how hard I work for nothing girl. Still stressed the hell out, broke and disposable to them.” I licked my lips before taking another sip of the sweet red wine.
“Then I thought about Dreu…he just popped up, paid my rent up for the year. Cleared my bills…he didn’t ask nor hesitate.” I opened up another can of worms.
“Bitch!!!!” Tammy eyes bucked out of their sockets.
“You told me you’ve been talking to an ex…you didn’t say the nigga showed up with big dick energy!” Tammy squealed.
I giggled watching her kick her short chunky legs in excitement.
“That’s why I’m here, I feel like I haven’t had the time to tell you all of what’s been going on girl.” I blushed hard.
I missed the hell out of Dreu’s crazy ass. I even hated that I didn’t accept his offer last week to catch a flight to Cali just to spend time with him. I wanted to see him in his element but was afraid of things moving too fast between us.
“Do tell, do tell.” Tammy clapped her hands and cheered me on.
I sat up and poured me more wine. Tammy picked up her weed tray and rolled up a blunt as I told her every single thing that happened since seeing Dreu at the festival weeks ago.
“Chiiii, that man rubbing off on you,” she said slowly. “I know growth when I see it.” She added.
“I think he gave me permission to stop settling…especially for niggas like Devin dumb ass.” I rolled my eyes and laughed lightly.
“Cheers to that!” Tammy shouted.
We clinked glasses. I took another sip and smiled, feeling good that I caught Tammy up on everything.
“Girl that short stubby dick nigga wasn’t hitting on shit anyway. I wish his lil bitch ass caught Dreu hitting it from the back!” Tammy said with a serious tone.
I almost spit my wine out.
“Why you always say Devin’s dick is short and stubby….how do you even know that?” I continued to laugh.
“I always know the short stubsters. It shows in their lil personalities. I’ve had a few myself…short dicks hit too, if it got wide with to it.” She shrugged.
“You correct on that,” I laughed. “Devin’s dick was short and stubby. It good the job done for the most part…Dreu is just on another level.” I admitted not wanting to disclose how good Dreu was in bed.
Dreu and I got down and dirty every time we did it. There were no limits to our sexcapades together.
“Look at you, not wanting to spill the tea on what it’s hitting for. That nigga Dreu definitely got a big ass dick. Got you quitting jobs and walking funny.” She giggled.
“Show me a damn picture.”
I leaned over to the side to dig in my pocket and pull out my phone.
Soon as I unlocked my phone, I had a text message from Dreu.
The smell of weed traveled up my nose as I opened the message.
I barked out a laugh when my eyes landed on a picture of his dry ass feet.
Underneath the picture he sent a text saying:
Dreu: These dry ass feet miss you, I ain’t moisturizing them until you come see about a nigga.
“Tavia,” Tammy gasped loudly then choked on weed smoke.
She cleared her throat and looked at me like I had two heads. I took the time to quickly respond to Dreu.
Me: When you want me to come see you…do you miss me?
I bit into my bottom lip and curled my toes in my shoes out of excitement. If I was light skinned, I’d be red as hell right now in the face. Three dots appeared on my phone, and I blushed waiting for his reply.
“Girl I ain’t never seen you act this way.”
Tammy’s voice was like background noise as I waited for Dreu’s reply.
Dreu: Hell yeah, I fucking miss you. I want to see you now, but I can wait and send you a plane ticket.
My cheeks started to warm up and hurt from smiling so hard.
Me: Prove it to me…that you want to see me now.
I bounced my right leg out of nervousness as I shared my location indefinitely with him. It was a bold move, but right about now I didn’t give a damn.
“Show me a damn picture, and what did you just tell him.” Tammy’s voice cut through my anticipation to see what Dreu was going to do.
I glanced back at our text thread and saw that there were no bubbles. My mind automatically thought the worse shit like him probably being laid up with a groupie.
“I told his ass to prove to me he missed me.” I said, handing the phone to Tammy.
It was a nice picture of Dreu and I the day he took me out to get pampered.
“Bitch, hold the fuck up!” She quickly passed me the blunt and held my phone out to me.
“This—” She slapped my thigh hard as hell, “Is the nigga?”
I nodded, smiling brightly. She recognized Dreu as Big D.
She screamed.
“Bitch this the nigga that said I had musty titties!!! That’s Big D ol’ cocky ass!”
I lost it. Choking on the weed and laughing was a terrible damn mix.
I tried to take a sip of wine to ease the burn of weed smoke trapped in my throat, but Tammy’s laugh was too contagious.
She laughed disrespectfully making wine come out of my nose.
Tammy doubled over and clutched her stomach.
She howled so loud I was sure the neighbors heard her ass.
“NOT HIM BITCH!” She cried. “OF ALL MEN—HIM!”
“Tammy, he didn’t know you was my cousin!” I wheezed. “Dreu is sort of rude but an honest man.” I tried my hardest to defend him.
Tammy dramatically stood up and started to pace.
“I cannot believe my cousin is dating the same nigga who emotionally traumatized me and my big ass titties.”
I laughed harder; tears streamed down my face.
“Look how life works.” She shook her head in disbelief.
“You done made the blunt go out.” I chuckled.
Tammy leaned down, poured her up another glass of wine and passed me the lighter before sitting back down.
“Girl light it again.” She exhaled, wiping her tears away.
She plopped back down on the couch beside me and exhaled as I inhaled the blunt again. This time I was a little bit more careful, so I wouldn’t choke. It seemed like when I choked off the smoke, I got a little too high.
Tammy leaned her head against my arm just as I passed her the blunt.
“Tavia, I love this for you…all bullshit aside, you deserve to be happy my girl.” She murmured.
I let my head rest against the couch cushion and sighed. I swallowed down my emotions that started to creep up on me.
“Thanks babe, I’m trying to take it slow because if he hurt me again…”
“If he hurt you again, I’m going to the gym.” Tammy popped her head up fast.
“Go to the gym for what?” I raised my brows.
“I’m getting these titties musty as fuck to smother his ass with them.” She barked out a laugh.
Weed mixed with wine was a hell of a mix. It was clear as day we had the giggles and couldn’t stop laughing to save our damn lives. I leaned closer to Tammy eyes already low from the weed. I lowered my voice like the walls had ears.
“I think…Dreu might pop up. I dropped my location just to test it…I doubt it since it’s a five-hour drive.” I whispered lowly.
Tammy squinted at me and took the blunt out of my hand.
“Why you whispering?” She asked looking around like someone was inside of her house with us.
I blinked, then leaned in even closer.
“Because it feels like one of those moments.” I said stomach getting tight.
She starred at me thoughtfully before she talked above a whisper.
“One of what moments?”
“Girl, you know,” I whispered even lower with a trace of excitement in my voice. “Like a movie moment.” I smirked.
“Girl…” Tammy’s eyes widened. She hit her blunt and looked at me suspiciously.
“He used to do that when we first got together…Dreu loved popping up and spending time with me. I don’t know, he probably won’t do that tonight. He does have a busy schedule.” I whispered.
“WHY ARE YOU STILL WHISPERING!” Tammy shouted.
She slapped her leather couch hard, making me jump.
“Got me in my own house fucking paranoid.” She rolled her eyes.
I busted out laughing uncontrollably as I choked off of my words.
“I don’t know why I’m whispering,” I finally said in my regular tone of voice. “The shit just felt right.” I shrugged.
We both laughed together. Instead of smoking just half a blunt we smoked the entire thing together. We went through two bottles of wine then ordered Chipotle from Uber eats. While I waited for our food, I took my tipsy ass to Tammy’s bathroom to shower and borrow some of her pajamas.
I didn’t want to be alone tonight. I hadn’t spent this much time with Tammy in a while.
It felt good to be in the comforts of her home expressing myself.
We ended up pigging out on her couch and watching Stranger Things together.
It wasn’t long before Tammy fell asleep before me.
I laid on the opposite side of the couch scrolling up and down Dreu’s Instagram account.
His swag, face, and personality really made me crave his fine ass.
I got disappointed when I realized that he hadn’t texted me back. I tried to watch his snapchat and all of his stories to see where he could have been. I ended up scrolling until my eyes got too heavy and his stories started to watch me.