Page 35 of Drill Session

“Look at you,” he teased. “Ready to go off on a nigga, before I can finish my sentence.”

“Well, what were you going to say?”

“Until I met you, bae. You give me a reason to celebrate this shit for many years to come. I just want to make you happy. I can’t believe I almost lost you over my pride,” he confessed, making my heart flutter.

“I was going to remind you every chance you got,” I snickered. “I’m irreplaceable nigga.” Now it was my turn to boast.

“You goddamn right,” he mumbled. “Them last few niggas ain’t know how to handle you.”

“Oh, and you do,” I giggled.

“Yeah, I know how to tame you Akira. You be thinking you call the shots. All you needed was a nigga like me to break you down.”

“Break me down huh?”

“I been chasing you since you were sixteen.”

“That’s a long time,” I mumbled, remembering the memories.

“And we got a long way to go.”

A few moments of silence passed by before I heard light snores coming from him. It took so much willpower to join him in a deep slumber, but I hated going to bed, after sex without washing up. The clock on my nightstand read, 3:30 a.m. and I knew the second my alarm blared I’d regret letting Drill keep me up all night like this.

The followingday

Feb. 13th

“For me to be doing shit your mama told you to do is what pisses me off about you the most and you wonder why she loves me more than she loves you,” I snapped at Jalisa.

My days are planned and until I’m scheduled to go back to work, I planned on doing nothing for the day, besides going to my dentist to get my teeth cleaned and later on today, my parents are having a Valentine’s Day brunch. They do it every year and I couldn’t miss that. It’s not a big event; it’s just a small gathering with close friends and family. My sister Akiya is in town for a few days, so that’s exciting. I didn’t bring it up to Drill, because I was still trying to figure out how I wanted to tell the rest of my family about him and I. It wouldn’t be perfect, but in my head I had it all figured out.

Jalisa has me running all around the city, like a chicken with my head cut off for her, doing shit she should’ve been doing but work prevented that.

“First of all, hoe, you know how to say no when somebody ask you to do something. This client is a top tier elite one and I couldn’t cancel or reschedule,” she snapped back. “How many times have I told you, ‘I appreciate you’, what more do I have to do, kiss your ass? That’s what it sound like.”

“Nothing!” I continued to rant as I bagged my items in the checkout line at Target. My ear was pressed to the phone, and I hunched my shoulder up using it to hold my phone against my ear. “I’m just so aggravated!”

She sighed before asking, “Aggravated by what? You’re always aggravated, that ain’t nothing new.”

There weren’t a lot of bags for me to hold, so I didn’t need the cart anymore. As I was leaving out the store, there was a woman coming inside, approaching the section where the baggage carts were, but there minimal, so I gave her mine instead.

“I got my teeth cleaned today and you know who much that shit hurts my gums. Then on top of that, my pussy is sore.” While trotting towards my car, I mumbled the last part in a hushed tone as people bypassed me.

Jalisa’s loud ass started cackling in my ear as I approached my car. She’s the yin to my yang. Had the shoe been on the other foot, I would’ve done the same thing and laughed too. My antics are dramatic, I’ll say that, but I’m able to vent to her without feeling less than.

After putting the bags on the passenger seat floor, I cranked up my car and started heading in her direction. She was connected to my car, so I didn’t have to hold the phone up to ear anymore.

“You don’t have to tell me for me to know Drill knocked the bolts off that pussy. By the way you were walking and limping I knew he had done what he was supposed to do,” she responded after getting herself together. “All that weeping and crying you were doing the other day did it.”

“When you left, he pulled up right after you. We didn’t fuck that night, but we worked it out.”

“He was never the problem, it was you. Akira, it’s always you. If Drill was like the last one, I don’t mind telling you, he’s just another fuck nigga, but when I look in his eyesandyours, I see a spark there. You have to be patient with him and give him grace. Bitch, you remember when Lucky and I were in college, it took him a year, after getting together to tell me that he loves me. These niggas don’t come with a manual, you have to figure them out.”

“I thought you were a realtor, not a fucking therapist.”

“I’m just telling you what I know.”

“Wait,” I giggled as I stopped a red light. “I thought you liked Corbin. Lucky put in a good word for him, and you told me you liked him. Bitch don’t tell me you were lying this whole time and wasting mine.”

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