41. Mattea #3
“I just got my car detailed and supposed to be picking up a lady friend later. We gone have to shake hard like dogs and head to those little raggedy-ass showers so we can clean the bottom of our shoes.” He complained, his wild long hair blew in his face cutting him off.
“That’s why I didn’t want your pretty boy ass dating my sister.” I joked but was serious at the same time.
“I wouldn’t play your sister though, I tried to be on some take it slow and fill each other out type shit with her.
She wasn’t trying to let a nigga nuts breathe, she popped up at my house when I was fresh off a mission after we had been hanging tough days straight with each other.
Then she start getting mad when I told her ass I was tired and wanted to be alone.
Kachella got a mouth on her, so I told her the shit wasn’t gone work.
” He paused as a thought crossed his face, he smiled and looked at me and pointed his hands in a mocking way, imitating Kachella ghetto ass.
“She told me, you damn right it ain’t gone work.
” He tried to sound just like her and it made the shit comical, the weed I had smoked mixed with my medicine had me high as giraffe pussy.
So, I laughed hard until my stomach hurt.
“That shit ain’t funny, I miss her ass. Y’all women be on some crazy ass stubborn shit.
She know I got it bad for her, now she don’t want to answer the phone when I call or nothing.
I stopped calling her a month ago. I can’t be chasing her ass that hard no more.
Kachella got to mature some more before I even think about being on some serious shit with her.
” He finally got up off the sand and we made our way back to the pavement.
“Yea, but you knew that before you tried to fuck around with her. Kachella got a lot of shit going on, maybe she just needs to find herself before she finds somebody else.” That was the truth.
Kachella spent nights sleeping in my bed.
She would act like she just wanted to watch a movie with me and turn over onto her side, get comfortable and fall to sleep.
I prayed hard for my sister’s peace of mind.
Not everybody was able to endure some drastic shit and move like it never happened.
I was proud of how she was starting to face her problems and also how she never canceled a therapy session like me.
I had my days where I wouldn’t even make it to my doctor’s appointments or counseling sessions because I just didn’t feel like being bothered.
Washing our shoes and ensuring no sand was on our clothes, we got back inside Hakeem’s truck and headed back to my house.
I felt way better than how my day had started out.
I got even more excited when Hakeem made a call to one of his friends and scheduled a studio session for me.
Now, all I had to do was make a new Instagram account since I deleted my old one and try to buy some nice R&B beats from a cool local producer.
My phone started to ring, and I declined the call and told Joshua, I would call him back later.
Joshua was a cool nigga, I met him the night of Kachella’s birthday party.
We started talking on the phone a month ago.
I had called him out of being bored but was actually happy I did call him.
He was a lawyer but was very down to earth and we related on a lot of shit.
My first intention was to get some head from him and never talk to his ass again.
After getting to know him, I found myself ending my nights with talking to him on the phone all night until I fell asleep.
He would flirt with me here and there, but it never got overwhelming or too thirsty.
He was just cool with being my friend. He also kept my mind off Ream.
Hakeem and I made it back to my house and hung out a little longer.
He stopped at the store and got some Hennessy for me, and we twisted up more weed and smoked and chilled in my room like old times.
I was happy Kachella was spending the night at her best friend’s house tonight.
I didn’t want things to be weird for her by Hakeem being over here.
Once she told me she was gone for the night, I invited him in.
We went in the family room and played Dominos and card games with my dad and Kayori until I got tired, and he went home for the night.
Before he left his ass complained about how he missed out on some good pussy just to hang out with my crazy ass.
I thanked him for spending time with me all day because I truly needed it.
I was tipsy and high as hell, closing the door and locking it behind him after watching him pull off.
“You caught feelings for somebody didn’t you?” My father sat on the couch with Kayori snuggled close underneath him.
“Just a little,” I admitted.
“I see, we will talk about it in the morning. You know I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t tell you how wrong you were for aborting my grandchild.
” He stared at me sternly, I simply nodded my head and made my way to my room.
Now I was about to call Joshua and talk about stupid shit until sleep had found me.