Five months later ...
Shantii
After school, I drove straight to Keshina's house, I had a lot on my mind. Assignments after assignments, papers due all within the same week, college application's deadlines were soon, it was a lot to handle. I needed some major stress relief, and what better dose was there, than to chop it up with Shina.
"Hey," she greeted me at the door. I smiled at her and walked in, heading straight up stairs. I glanced into her mother's room and said a quick hello. I walked into her room and plopped down into the corner couch.
I thought about my day, how hellish Heaven and Makaysia made it. I don't understand what their problem is, if they didn't like us so much, why couldn't they stay the hell away from us.
Here we are, five months later, and they're still visiting our lunch table daily, stirring up some shit.
"Is it bad that I want both, Makaysia and Sharanda dead?" I asked, out of pure curiosity. "Nope, cause I want the same mother fucking thing, and I know it's not cute to be wishing death on nobody, but them hoes deserve every mother fucking thing that comes to them. A life for a life, they killed my baby, they should get the same treatment," she replied.
It's been a while and she still hasn't really recovered over her miscarriage, and I understand it completely. It isn't just something you get over. It takes a lifetime to move on.
I rubbed my lap for a few seconds before dismissing the topic. I was stressed enough.
She jumped on her bed and flipped on Fifty Shades of Grey. After watching it for a while, a sex scene came on. My eyes were glued to the screen, I thought about how both Keshina and Sharanda had sex, had this same experience that was on this movie.
I turned around to face her, "Keshina." I said. She looked up from the TV and looked at me, "Hmm?" she asked.
"You had this before," I said, pointing at the screen, "How does it feel?" I asked. "Girl, you gon get me started!" she laughed.
"Well to be honest, the pain at first, Lord God, that shit will have you in tears but after a while of just stroking, it'll get better, woo girl. It's like...girl have you ever had an orgasm before?" she asked me.
"Yeah, when he ate me out." I stated quickly. The further in detail she went, she created a crystal clear picture of her first time for me. Summed up in one word, it was euphoria.
"Especially when you ride it. Make sure you're in charge, honey. Ain't nothing like riding, I mean...Ja'Quinn was trynna be in charge but girl when I flipped his ass over, it was a wrap!" she bust out laughing.
I laughed then joked, "You're so nasty."
"What? You asked!" she giggled. "But why you wanna know...you thinking about getting nasty with Jaylon?" she asked.
I scratched my head a little bit. Me and Jaylon have been together for eight months and counting, it's the longest relationship I've ever been in, honestly.
Sex has never been brought up, he's always been patient, waiting for me. And God knows, the thought has crossed my mind a lot but I was never sure. I knew no matter what, I wouldn't regret it.
I was in love with him, I'm not sure when it happened or when it occurred to me that I was, but I am. In love is hardly strong enough to describe how head over heels I am for him, and he has expressed these same feelings for me.
Countless amounts of times.
He said it first. Which is weird because I've always been the one to say or think it first in a relationship, but he's reversed it all around.

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Jug and Finesse
Teen FictionHurt too many times by too many guys spitting the same lies to fall in love again.