Chapter 31 of ‘Domestic Bliss Must Suit You’ is up!
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“I feel as big as a house,” Molly joked with her co-worker in the lab. At twenty six weeks pregnant, her belly had grown significantly because of the twins to the point where none of her clothing fit. She had to practically buy a whole new wardrobe. At least her lab coat still fit, as it was a bit big on her pre-baby body. Mycroft Holmes had strolled into the room, umbrella in hand.
“Ah, Molly, I was hoping to find you here,” he told her.
“Mycroft? Is everything alright?” she asked with concern.
“Yes, well, you were supposed to meet me during your lunch break but since you neglected to do so, I thought I’d come to you,” he reminded her.
“Oh no, I’m so sorry, I completely forgot. Pregnancy brain,” Molly laughed. “I’ll start setting reminders. Why were we meeting again? Is it about Sherlock?”
“Is it so hard to believe that I am actually fond of you and just wanted to have lunch with my sister-in-law?” Mycroft asked with an exasperated sigh.
“How about tomorrow? I’ll make sure to set a reminder,” Molly offered.
“I’ll hold you to it,” Mycroft told her. “Oh, and could you please knock some sense into my brother? There is a case I have for him of the utmost importance but he won’t take it.”
“If it takes him out of London for more than one day while I’m pregnant, he won’t do it,” Molly explained. “He’s very adamant about staying within the city. Trust me, I’ve tried to convince him. He’s missing the chance on cases rated a ten because of it.”
“That’s very unlike him,” Mycroft commented.
“Tell me about it. It’s sweet how much he cares but he can’t just put his career on hold because of it. It’s very rare he gets a ten. I’m a bit worried, really,” Molly ranted. Mycroft shifted uncomfortably at the topic of his brother’s newfound domesticity.
“Yes, well, this is not really my area,” he remarked, clearing his throat. “Well, I must get back. I do hope all is well with my niece and nephew.”
“Where are my fucking shoes?!!?!!” I groaned getting down on my knees and searching under the bed. I’m gonna be late for homecoming. Why the fuck did I listen to Heather when she said to be fashionably late? What fashion when I can’t find my shoes?
“Damn bitch what the fuck is wrong with you?” Heather held a pair of tweezers up to a eyebrow and plucked a hair. “Shit!”
“What’s wrong is that I can’t find my shoes! Did you see them?”
“No.” Heather answered pulling two lipsticks. “Should I do Bubblegum or Cherry Red?”
“Do what you want.” I sighed walking out of the room. “I’m using Bubblegum though!”
I went into my parents’ room where my mom was naked and my dad was undercovers.
“Eww what the hell?!” I covered my eyes.
“Honey! I was getting dressed!” Mom covered herself.
“I don’t care. Did you see my gold heels?”
“Yeah i borrowed them. Take them and leave.”
I took my golden heels and returned to my bedroom trying to get the image of my parents about to fuck. Everything has to be perfect. Homecoming is pre-prom. I have to show Chris how great I am at homecoming so he can’t wait to take me to prom.
“How do I look?” I spun around.
Heather snorted jokingly. “Ugly as shit.”
“Shut the fuck up, you fat cow.” I hissed grabbing the lipstick.
“Bitch fuck you. This fat cow is going to homecoming with her dream man.”
“So your dream man busts your sister wide open sophomore year?”
The words left my mouth before I could stop it. I was so angry I didn’t think about what I said. Heather looked at me in horror and I felt a pang of guilt. I frowned.
“You fucked Trell?!” She screamed as her tearducts began to produce tears.
“It was before you guys started dating.”
“But I liked him! You’re a dirty hoe, Jasmine. I wish you weren’t my sister.”
Shit, that hurt. Before I could apologize, Heather pushed past me and went into her bedroom. I knocked on her door.
“Heather, I’m sorry!” I felt some tears roll down. Damn, I really didn’t think it would hurt her that bad.
No answer. I gave up going down the stairs to meet up with Chris who dressed in a tux.
“Damn, Jas, you look hot!”
“Don’t I always?” I smiled meeting with him.
We said our goodbyes to my parents and as we walked to his car, Chris turned to me.
“What’s going on with you and Heather?” Chris asked opening the passenger door for me.
“Nothing, babe. Just sister stuff.” I lied through my teeth getting into the car. This bullshit is not gonna ruin my homecoming.
I put on my suit jacket and brushed myself off. I look too fly. I might have to get more than one date. My phone buzzed signaling a text. That must be Karrueche. I smiled until I saw it was a text from Ty.
Yo we meeting up McDonald’s b4 we pick up the girls. Come thru.
I placed my phone in my pants pocket and grabbed my canister full of vodka putting it in my suit jacket. Whether Karrueche means to or not, this is going to be an interesting night.
We met up at McDonald’s where all the niggas were.
“Why we here? Homecoming is in 10 minutes.” Chris complained taking a seat in our booth.
“Because you know damn our ladies are going to take forever to get ready.” Trey answered taking a sip of soda. “I know damn well Amber aint ready.”
“True. Jasmine got to be looking like a damn supermodel everytime she go out.” Chris agreed.
“I don’t know about Honey but shit nigga I can’t fuck this up.” Tyga shook his head sitting up.
Trell laughed. “Aww Mikey catching feelings for Honey!”
“Eww nigga. Don’t call me that gay shit.”
“So your government’s gay?” I asked.
Ty turned to me. “So is August. Who tf names their kid after a month?”
“My mama. It don’t matter because Karrueche likes my name.” I smirked sitting back.
“The fuck you mean Karrueche likes it?” Chris questioned with wide eyes. “You bagging her?”
“Well not without the help of this.” I smirked wickedly revealing the medium metal canister filled with vodka.
The crew’s eyes widened as they stared at the canister. I quickly put it away due to the fact I was underage.
“It’s my pop’s. Shit’s filled with vodka.” I answered their questions they were going to ask.
“And what do you plan on doing with that, my nigga?”
I chuckled. “Vodka mixes well with punch. I’m gonna slip some in every cup of punch i give her and then after a few cups, I’m gonna be in between them thighs!”
Instead of dapping me up like I expected, most of them got up shaking their heads and states they were going to pick their girls. Chris shook his head.
“Nigga, you’re dead ass wrong. It’s one thing to try to sleep with a girl but it’s another to get her drunk to do it. Don’t fucking do it.”
I stood up. “Nigga, why the fuck do you care? Last time I checked, Karrueche hated your ass and she’s going to homecoming with me so mind your damn buisness.”
Right when I said that, my phone buzzed and I pulled it out reading the text notification.
I smirked holding up my phone in Chris’s face.
“And look at that! She’s ready and so am I.”
I stared longingly at my white and golden dress on my bed along with my gold jewelry and beige heels. Shit. Why in the hell did I agree to go to homecoming with August? Why? Was I that desparate for a date?
I removed my towel lotioning my body and putting on my panties and dress. I strapped on my heels and put on my jewelry. I pinned my ombre hair up in a updo and applied lip gloss. I sighed deeply before stepping in front of the mirror.
“Wow.” I mouthed at my reflection before doing a little spin. I look…..hot.
Mom looked at me smiling wide.
“You look gorgeous.”
I smiled looking down. “Thanks Mom.”
“Anyway, I came to tell you that We’re not gonna be home.when you get back, remember your key, and no sex!”
I was taken aback then narrowed my eyes smiling. “That was Dad, huh?”
She nodded smiling and left the room. I quickly sent August a text telling him I was ready. As soon as I stepped outside, August was waiting for me cheesing hard. Aww shit. What did I get myself into?
"Well, don’t you look beautiful?”
I smiled a little. “Thanks August. Why are you cheesing so hard?”
“Because I’m really looking forward tonight.” He bit his lip escorting me to the beige Toyota he pulled up in.
When we arrived to homcoming, it was already turnt! Dim lighting, hip hop music playing, and people dancing.
“You want some punch?” August asked in my ear.
“Yeah. Thanks.” I shouted over the music. I scanned over the crowd and peeped Amber and Honey coming towards me.
“Damn Kae! You look fine! I’m not even gay and I want to fuck you!” Amber exclaimed looking me up and down.
“Yeah!” Honey agreed. “Looking like Aphrodite! Work it Coochie!”
“Thanks guys. Where’s Heather?” I asked as August returned with my drink.
“I don’t know but I’ll leave y’all alone and look for her.” Amber smirked pulling Honey away. I noticed August staring mad hard at Amber. I rolled my eyes drinking my punch. Damn that was some good punch. In the corner of my eye, I saw Chris and Jasmine walk in and Chris began dapping up his crew. He looked happy with his group of friends. I guess he doesn’t care about me anymore. I wiped my stray tear looking straight ahead.
“You want more punch?” August questioned taking my empty cup.
I looked at him nodding. “Yeah.”
I drove away from Jasmine’s house gripping the steering wheel.As much as I wanted to push the thought out of my head, I couldn’t. August’s bitchass is really gonna get Kae drunk to sleep with her. That’s a fuck boy move and it makes me really angry. Kae doesn’t deserve to be treated. My angry face and I sighed.
Why do I care so much? Is it because I have a big heart or is because I feel guilty knowing of August’s plans. Knowing August, once he has his mind made up, God and his mama are the only people that can change his mind. I silently prayed that he wouldn’t go through with it because for some reason, it would kill me if Kae got hurt.
“Chris, are you ok?” Jasmine placed her hand on my shoulder. I looked at her shrugging.
“I’m fine. Just deep in my thoughts.”
We finally pulled up in the school parking lot where people were just arriving and taking pictures.
Jasmine pulled out her phone and handed it to someone.
“Come on Chris! Let’s take pics!” After we posed for many pics, we finally made it inside and danced a little. When we got tired, Jasmine went to her friends while I went towards the crew. I dapped each of them up.
“How’s it going?”
“Man, Honey is a bomb chick! Why didn’t I ask her out earlier?” Tyga cheesed sipping his soda.
“Because you’re a bitch nigga. Where’s Jaz?” Trey asked over the loud music.
“With Amber. Where’s- ”
Trell stormed in and went up to us with anger visible on her.
“Damn nigga did something happen between you and Heather?” Ty looked him up and down.
“Yeah because of that bitch she calls a sister.” Trell huffed and I stepped in.
“Chill on calling my girl a bitch.”
“Nah fuck that! She wanna ruin my homecoming? I’ll ruin hers! Chris, you know Jasmine ain’t a virgin, right? ”
I shrugged. “Well I’m not surprised. A lot of girls aren’t. “
“Yeah she ain’t a virgin cuz she lost her virginity to me!” Trell spat out of breath. “It was sophomore year and we were both virgins so we decided to lose it to each other. I’m sorry bro, but I had to tell you.”
Jasmine walked up to me grabbing my arm and I jerked away from her.
“Let’s go dance!”
“You fucked Trell 2 years ago?”
Jasmine glared at him. “Seriously Trell?”
“Karma’s a bitch, Jasmine. Just like you.”
She rolled her eyes turning back to me.
“Chris, it was a long time ago. I’m sorry.”
“I just need some space, Jaz.” I walked out of the gym to the bathroom where August was with Karrueche. She had no balance in any part of her body and giggled like a school girl. August got her drunk. I clenched my fists walking up to them.
“Hey Chris! You likey homecoming?!” Kae giggled drunkenly almost falling on the floor and I grabbed her pulling her close to me.
“August, nigga you make me sick. You actually got her drunk? Was hitting that important? ” I almost screamed.
August grabbed her back and began kissing her neck.
“Augusttttttt stopppppppp you’re my friendddddd!” Kae slurred pushing him away.
“Not tonight!” He pounced on her and I punched him making him drop to the floor. Karrueche gasped and began giggling again. I grabbed her hand and led her to my car.
I drove back to my neighborhood while Kae was babbling and slurring random shit. Once we made it back, We went up to her doorstep.
“Kae, you got a key?” I turned my attention from her door to her, who was struggling to keep her balance.
“I think…..” she was about to hit the concrete floor when I caught her. Fuck it. I have to bring her to my house. Mama isn’t home because of her night shift at the hospital anyway. I carried Kae to my house and once we went inside, I laid her on the couch. Although she was drunk off her ass, she looked like a petite goddess. It’s a damn shame everything got fucked up because of bitchass August.
As I turned to leave, she stopped me.
“No, Chris. Stay.”
I raised an eyebrow. “You sure?”
She nodded moving over and I went behind holding her tiny waist but I backed up due to the fact we were too close for a nigga in a relationship. Kae turned to face me looking up at me.
“Chris, I miss you.”
I furrowed my eyebrows. “What?” Kae began to tear up. “As much as you hurt me, I love you because you’re my best friend. I miss you and our friendship so much and as much I try to hide it…..I just can’t hide what I truely feel anymore. I miss my best friend.”
Even though Kae was intoxicated, I could tell she was speaking from her sober heart. Drunken tongues speak sober thoughts.
“Karrueche, I’m so sorry.” I pecked her lips and held her closer kissing her forehead. “I love you too. I’m sorry. I wish I could take it back. I want it all back. I want my best friend back too.”
Kae wiped her face and smiled widely. “Well she’s right here.”
“Wake up!” I felt someone shake me. I got up squinting my eyes at the small girl in front of me.
She swallowed hard pacing the floor. “Ok I just texted my parents telling them I spent the night at Honey’s. Tell me the truth. Did we sleep together?”
“No!” I exclaimed with wide eyes and looked at the time. 4:30 a.m. Mama still ain’t home.
“Do you remember last night?”
She nodded. “Yeah I remember. Kinda.”
“Well August got you drunk to sleep with you so I brought you here to prevent.”
Kae shook her head. “Bitchass.”
“Do you remember what you told me?” I asked slowly.
Kae sat next to me resting her head on my shoulder.
“Yeah. It was all true.”
Kae grabbed my face making me look at her smirking.
“Chris, I remember. I wasn’t that drunk. I forgive you.”
I smiled widely wrapping my arms around her. “Is my Pikachu back?”