“When!? It’s always been what it is. You foul as fuck, making a scene and all. Yo ass is definitely cancelled yo.”
“Cancelled, what you mean cancelled?!” Janiece bellowed. “Cancelled how, Darius?”
Before I could snap or wrap my hands around Janiece’s neck, KK walked up behind me.
“Excuse me.” KK smirked, then brushed pasted me and pushed Janiece on her way out the front door because Janiece stood there like she wasn’t about to move out of the way.
I glanced at Janiece, and she looked like she was about to snap but I gave her a look like I wish she would.
“You already fucked up. Fuck around if you want.” I jeered. “Aye, KK!” I hollered, turning my attention to KK’s backside. “Hold up!”
I called out to her a few more times but she just kept walking, not acknowledging me.
“Wow, I knew I was right. Y’all asses is fuckin’! You half-dressed and shit. Yep, I knew it! Have y’all been fuckin’ all along?” Janiece shouted, pointing her finger at my face.
She started sniffing like she was trying to smell the essence of sex off of me. This shit was a mad turn off and made her look weak as fuck.
“Man, gon’ on.”
“It’s true ain’t it?”
“Take yo ass on.”
It took everything in me to be calm. I wanted to snap her fucking head off but any run in with the law meant goodbye to my football scholarship and nothing I could think of was worth that. I put in way too much hard work to be the athlete that I am. I didn’t give a damn what Janiece thought; long as she thought it as she took her ass on, I was good.
“Answer me, Darius, then I’ll leave.”
“I ain’t answerin’ shit. Gon’ the fuck ON!” I shouted. “You want me to snap out, you like that type of action.”
“So, you not gon’ answer me?”
“Hell nah. Last time I’ma say take your dingy ass on. You mad disrespectful for poppin’ up at my shit.”
KK was long gone, and Janiece just wouldn’t leave. She was wearing a small ass jean skirt with a crop top. Half her ass was hanging out the bottom of her skirt. She lifted one of her breast and exposed her nipple to me. Any one of my neighbors could’ve seen her but she didn’t care cause next to pussy, I loved titties, and I know she knew that. Any female I ever got down with knew I was a titty man.
“Take me to your room and choke and fuck me with yo big dick. Prove to me you didn’t just fuck that young ass girl.”
“Not too heavy on her.” I took a step and almost grabbed her, but I caught myself. “I ain’t gotta prove shit. Whether I fucked or not my dick still gon’ get hard as fuck. You know that.”
“So, what’s up then? I’m not really trippin’ bout what y’all was on. I just want the dick.”
“Bye Janiece.” I jeered, attempting to shut the door, but she blocked me by putting her foot in the way.
“Remember you said that shit, Darius. On everything I love you better remember this shit!” Janiece stormed off.
As mad as she had made me, I couldn’t do anything but laugh cause she would be calling me before I called her. And if not, fuck her and her pussy, it was plenty more and from what I just experienced, better pussy out there. Fuck Janiece and her weird ass bullshit.
After Janiece left, I made myself another sandwich then went into my room to call KK. Todd and Rochelle had cell phones, so they never answered the house phone. The only landline phone in the house was the one in KK’s room. I finished my food, took a shower then got dressed. I called her once more, but she didn’t answer. I felt like a complete and total jerk. Doing something I’d never done, instead of changing my sheets, I got back in bed and fell asleep to the scent and memories of me and KK’s special moment.
KIMBERLY “KK”
When Shit Changed…
I didn’t know if I should be heart broken or over the moon about my first sexual experience. The only thing I regretted was the fact that I would’ve put off having sex a lil longer but being that I always felt safe with Darius, a feeling came over me and I just went with it. Was I curious about sex, of course, so this was looking like my opportunity. Everyone always said that you know when the time is right cause you just know, well, this was that for me. It’s not that he rushed me or even asked for it. This was something I wanted so my unexperienced, young ass initiated it, and it was more so because he was moving away.
Was Darius friend zoned? Absolutely but I’d be lying if I said I was never curious or attracted to him. He was fine and all, but we worked better as friends because he was what females would call a toxic nigga. Fine, smart, athletic build and about all that in bed.
Now I saw why females acted like plum nuts over him and what was crazy was he could really care less about them and that still didn’t matter to them. Look at Janiece, for as long as I’ve known him, he would never have a female come by when I was there. Not because we were up to no good but mainly because most females couldn’t handle our friendship. Darius wasn’t one for drama and from how pissed off he was I could tell that Janiece was the one on some bullshit.