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Trans women DJ Jasmine Infiniti and London Jade assaulted in Brooklyn

  • Up-and-coming DJ Jasmine Infiniti wants the world to know what happened to her and her friends on Saturday.
  • The 33-year-old trans woman of color had planned to spend Monday and Tuesday preparing for her first multi-country European tour. 
  • Instead, she’s spending her third and fourth day in Manhattan’s Bellevue Hospital preparing for reconstructive surgery to fix a broken jaw.
  • New York Police and Infiniti say she and her younger transgender protégé, Florida rapper London Jade, 22, were brutally assaulted in Brooklyn’s Bushwick neighborhood around 1:45 a.m. on Saturday by a group of up to 10 suspected Hispanic men and women who were outside Bushwick Liquors, at 459 Bushwick Ave.
  • No arrests have been made yet, but the incident is being investigated by the NYPD’s hate crime task force, a department spokesperson said. Read more (6/13/17)
Can We Talk About Dinsey's Transgender Princess?

There has been as lot of fan discussion about Frozen over the past several months, a movie that has (justifiably) stirred strong feelings on both sides of the spectrum. It’s a movie that deserves to be talked about, balanced as it is between being Disney’s first major animated feature directed by a woman and containing some progressive notions of sisterhood and staggeringly obvious allegories to growing up queer, and the blatantly racist white-washing of history and the problematic comments of its head of animation complaining that women are hard to animate because emotions. I’m glad it’s stirring debate and that the debate raising awareness, and will hopefully lead us to a future with better, more inclusive animated features for everyone.

But why does no one ever talk about the fact that Jasmine is trans?

Disney’s Aladdin came out 22 years ago. It is old enough to drink. And it gave us the first transgender Disney princess, but no one ever talks about her being trans. Why not?

Jasmine is a princess with no ladies in waiting, no handmaidens, no female servants of any kind. In fact, the only servants she has are guards. Male guards. Male guards who are very clearly not intended to be eunuchs. That’s… a bit odd, especially considering her father is obsessed with keeping her isolated and hidden in the palace, and with strictly obeying marriage laws which, we can assume (since three men stand around arguing over who gets to deflower marry her) depend heavily on her remaining a virgin.

But we see later in the movie that the Sultan can change the marriage laws on a whim. This speaks to a man trying to teach his child a lesson about how hard it is being a woman. It speaks to a man trying to convince his daughter not to be a woman.

Jasmine’s only companion besides her creepy male guards and out-of-touch father is her pet tiger, Raja. The princess’s tiger is literally named “Prince.” And her “prince,” which seems large and scary at first glance despite being loveable and fun, keeps driving away male suitors. And what’s one of the first things Jafar decides he needs to do when he wants to sexualize Jasmine? He shrinks her tiger.

And let’s talk about that red outfit Jafar puts her in. Jasmine is one of the few Disney princess to be overtly sexualized. And if there’s one things cis people love to do, it’s sexualize trans women. After all, changing your gender presentation can’t be about seeing the world through more genuine eyes or being a more fulfilled person, like Jasmine talks about wanting in her introduction; it must be about sex. It’s not exactly a trope in Disney movies that the heroine needs to be vamped up when captured; The Horned King doesn’t sexualize Eilonwy, Beast doesn’t put Belle in something more revealing, Malificent doesn’t sexualize Aurora (despite Malificent obviously being gay). Even Disney’s other princesses of color don’t end up getting that kind of egregious treatment, even though white people love to eroticize women of color.

Jasmine hails from one of the most medically- and scientifically-literate cultures in the ancient world. A culture that already had a concept of transgender women, and has transgender priestess of various faiths. So it’s hardly a stretch to believe it isn’t appropriate for a fantastical, Arabian-knights-style setting.

So let’s talk about this. Let’s stop hiding the fact. Maybe it was too taboo to discuss in 1992, but it’s 2014 now and Jasmine is Disney’s first trans princess, and more people need to know.

Did you know that in medieval times, people thought period blood could damage the penis on contact, be used in love potions, turn new wine sour, make fruit fall from trees, kill bee hives, give dogs rabies and make crops turn barren. So if you are ever sad about being on your period, remember that a medieval cis man would be scared shitless of you.

Chapter 45: Obstacles


“Kae, we still hitting the mall with Kim?” I asked biting into an apple.

“Yes. I’m bringing Angie along. Is that cool?”

I almost dropped my apple. “Of course it’s cool! You better bring my niece!”

Kae laughed. “Fine but I must warn you. Each day, she acts more and more like Chris. The other day, she tried to ride one of the dogs!”

“Aww shit. At least she look like her mommy.”

“Trueeeeee. You’re so fond of Angie. When are you popping out a baby?”

“Not now! I’m too busy for a baby.”

Kae snorted. “Funny. Me and Chris got too busy and had a baby.”

I laughed. “You guys are nasty. I’ll see you later. Bye Mami.”

“Bye Baby Mama.”.

I hung up the phone and noticed Mijo’s phone buzzing. I looked to see the caller ID and felt my blood boil. Jen. She’s still calling him. I tried to ignore but I really want to know what the fuck she wants.

“Hello?” I answered curtly.

“Hi, is Mijo there?”

“May I ask why you’re calling?”

“Who’s this?”

“I’m his girlfriend who wants to know why you keep blowing up my man’s phone.”

“I’m calling to let Mijo know his son wants him.”

With that, she hung up with her words flowing in my head. Son? Mijo had a son? And he didn’t tell me?


“I swear why don’t you go be with Chyna? Her pussy must be that bomb if you keep running back to it!” I spat in anger across the table.

It seems like all we do is fight. I swear this all started from me just asking him what he wanted for dinner and somehow escalated into this.

“Chyna you damn well I didn’t fuck her!” He stood up in a rage.

We stood there with out of breath and I squinted my eyes.

“You called me Chyna.”

Ty’s eye grew big and he took a step back.

“I meant Kim.”

“But you said Chyna.”.

“Get over it. It was a mistake.”

I had something really smart to say but I decided against it just getting up walking out.

“See? That’s your problem! You’re always walking away!”

I ignored and unlocked my phone getting in my car. Texts from Jake popped up.

From Jake:

Hey ma Did u work things out with ur bf?

I sighed and replied.

To Jake:

Nope. We were just in a fight. Ttyl

I drove to the mall meeting up with the girls. Kae mostly did shopping for Angie. I’m not gonna lie, I participated in it. She’s my adorable little niece. We hit the food court after shopping and just talked.

“So how are you and Chris?” I asked Kae who was busy feeding Angie a french fry.

“Good. Except for the fact Im not getting any dick!” Kae frowned breaking chicken nuggets into small pieces for her.

“Mijo has a son.” Seiko admitted.

“And Ty’s being a shitface.” I sighed taking a sip of my drink. “Why are you not getting any?”

“Because I wanted to practice celibacy but…”

“But what?”

“Its hard as fuck!” Kae sighed.

“Stop being celibate.” Seiko stated in an duh voice.

“No! Its good for us!” She pouted.

“Then stay horny. Mijo got a son and he didn’t tell me!” Seiko whined.

I rolled my eyes. “Its not rocket science. Confront him.”

“How is my bro being a shitface?” Kae furrowed her eyebrows.

“Well he- wait….” I looked from side to side. “Which one of you bitches ate my chocolate cake?”

“I don’t know. Maybe you did.” Kae rolled her eyes.

“Liar! You ate it!” I pointed a finger at her.

“Hell nah! That was Seiko!”

Seiko gasped. “Fuck you and your not getting dick ass! I did not!”

“Ok then who did?”

It was quiet and we heard soft chewing and licking. We looked at Angie whose face and hands were coated in chocolate.

“Angie!” Kae scolded looking at her.

“I know right! She ate my cake!”

“No, I’m mad she didn’t share!” Kae kissed her cheek to taste some chocolate. “Mhh that’s some good cake.”

My phone buzzed. It was Jake.

From Jake:

Having wardrobe problems. Help!

I smiled and replied.

To Jake:

Lol Omw

“I gotta meet a friend. So bye Seiko, Kae, and my little food thief.” I kissed Angie and walked away.


I can’t believe this shit. I rolled my eyes as Chris rubbed against me. I know this nigga is not dry humping me when I’m sleeping. I elbowed him and turned to him.

“Chris! What the hell are you doing?”

Chris squinted his eyes as he rubbed the spot I hit him. “Kae, what was that for?”

“You know what it is was for! Dry humping me when I’m sleeping!” I snapped sitting up and glaring at him.

“I had no clue. I was asleep, I swear.” He then narrowed his eyes. “Unless you want me to continue.”

“No. What are you, a dog?” I climbed out and started fixing my side. “Celibacy? Remember?”

“So? Its not sex. We’re celibate. Not cousins.”. Chris got out and went to brush his teeth.

I shook my head and followed him. I brushed my teeth next to him. He left and I started to wash my face. When I finished, Chris came behind me carressing my body. I would be lying if I said I didn’t like the way his hands felt on my body. Her lips met my ear.

“Baby, stop trying to resist me. I know you want me as much as I want you.” He began kissing my neck then sang.

“Baby lets do role play
I can be anything you like
Use your imagination now just go on and close your eyes puedo ser tu corazon y talves tu profesor.”

I bit my bottom lip and moaned. He knows when he speaks Spanish, the panties are coming off! But not this time.

"Chris…” I moaned then cleared my throat. “Stop.”

“Rueche, don’t lie. This celibacy thing is killing you too.” He removed his hands and I slightly groaned at the absence.

“I bet you gonna give up that pussy soon.”

I raised an eyebrow. “So you’re challenging me?”

“Yep. I bet your ass can’t resist not getting any of this.”

“At least I don’t hump people in their sleep.”

“At least I don’t use the shower head. I hear your moans.”

I blew air out of my mouth. “Fine! I bet I can resist you without using the shower head, but you gotta do the same without your hands.”

Chris smirked. “I like your properstition, Miss Tran. If I win, you have to cook me a meal wearing socks.” He stated.

I snorted. “Wow. Really, Mr. Brown?”

“You didn’t let me finish. You have to be wearing JUST socks. Nothing else.” Chris wiggled his eyebrows folding his arms.

I felt my cheeks heat up. Damn. JUST socks? This nigga’s a freak.

“Fine, but if I win, you have to clean the house-”

“Sure.” Chris interrupted.

“You didn’t let me finish. You have to clean butt ass naked wearing a tube sock on CJ.” I smirked.

“Fine.” We shook hands and I leaned in close to his face.

“May the better person win.”

Chris chuckled. “You’re on, baby.”

~Twenty Five~


If Jasmine don’t get her ass out of here! Fuck outta here. Talking about “Chris, I’m pregnant.”

“Jasmine, the fuck you mean you’re pregnant?” I spat.

“I’m pregnant, motherfucker. With child. Expecting.a baby. Must I spell it out for you?”

“Jasmine, you do realize that we broke up months ago. I’ve been with Kae for 4 months now, almost 5.” I shook my head continuing my.walk away.

“You don’t know how far along I am. I could be 6 months along but have a flat ass stomach.”

I snorted. “Girl, please. We were together for barely a month. It still wouldn’t be mine.”

“This could be your child, Chris.” Jasmine growled touching her plumper belly.

“But it’s not. Better go find August.” I hissed walking past her to my locker. I shook my head trying to wrap my head around this. There’s no way I’m the father of her baby. A father at 17? No. Yet, a part of me felt like she was right. That you could find you’re pregnant in the second semester. Shit, I fully paid attention in sex ed.

I felt a sharp smack on my ass and my mouth formed an O as I turned around.

“Hey shorty. That ass is looking right.” Kae mocked a guy’s voice as she bit her lip forming an hourglass figure with her hands. When she looked at my face, she giggled covering her mouth in effort to stifle but failed. I looked from left to right hoping no one saw that. Kae was still laughing her ass off as I looked at her with wide eyes.

“Kae, that’s not funny! I’m captain of the basketball team. You can’t be doing that gay shit!” I still held my ass in shock.

“But that booty was looking plump and right. The booty is on fleek, Christopher.” Kae replied still giggling.

“I feel so violated. I’m gonna report you for sexual harassment.”

Kae rolled her eyes placing my arm around her shoulders.

“Oh shut up and take me to lunch.”

We walked into the café finding the exit of the school. We showed the floor teachers our ID’s confirming we were seniors so they could allow us to leave. We got into my car and I started the engine. Before I could pull off, Kae placed her hand over mine. I looked at her as she stared at me.

“Something’s up with you and I want to know.” she said so demanding.

“What are you talking about?”

“Chris, I know you like the back of my hand. We go way back to the crib. You mean to tell me that I don’t know when something’s going on with you?” Kae tilted her head raising one eyebrow. I sighed deeply in response.

She’s right but I didn’t want to scare her with this. I’m not ready.

“Ok it’s something but let me tell you when I’m ready.”

Kae removed her sighing. “Ok.”

I smiled pulling off. “Now let me go feed Jabba The Hutt.”

Kae’s eyebrows furrowed. “Who the fuck is Jabba The Hutt?”

“I’m dating her. Anyway, McDonald’s is about-”

A punch was delivered on my arm.

“Ow! Jabba got hands.” I mumbled and another punch came.

“I’m playing, baby! Damn!”


“What the fuck do you want?” I spat once I found my voice on the phone. I have no clue why he’s calling me. I had forgotten about him for a long time. Now, I wondering why I even answered the fucking phone.

“I missed you.”

Automatically, I snort in disgust.

“What do you miss?”

“How we were close, how we hung out, how your body feels-”

“STOP IT!” I screamed feeling tears pushing from the back of my eyes. I refuse to let this asshole hear me cry. I refuse to inform of him of the pain he caused me.

“Stop that shit right now! You’re a disgusting piece of shit, Daniel and I hate you! Fuck! I don’t even know why I picked up the phone!”

“Wait, sweetie. I need to tell you something.”

“What?!” I snarled contemplating hanging up right now.

“I’m back.”

My heart stopped as I felt all the air exit my body.

“You’re back?” I could barely form the words.

“Yes, cutie. Maybe I’ll drop in and visit.”

“Don’t you dare!”

Daniel didn’t reply. All I heard was a sound signalling he hung up on me. I tossed myself on my bed. No. No. No.

This can’t be happening.


How could he think I’d be lying about this? A fucking baby. I can’t be a mother. I’m 17. I got so much shit to do. A kid is the last thing I need. I had just arrived home and ate a bunch of chips. I was hungry. Beyond hungry.

“Hmm can Mom hurry up and announce her pregnancy? I’m tired of waiting.” Heather questioned with irritation laced in her voice. “Especially since she kept this nasty ass thing in the cabinet.”

“What are you talking about-” I was stunned to see Heather holding my pregnancy test with a napkin. Why didn’t I throw away?! Fuck!

“I’m gonna go confront her.”

“NO!” I roared hopping off the bed and blocking the door. “Don’t you dare!”

Heather’s eyebrows knitted in confusion. “Why not?”

“Because that’s not Mom’s pregnancy test!” I swallowed hard. “It’s mine.”

Heather’s eyes grew dropping the test on the floor. She was pacing back and forth covering her face. I gulped hard, trying to ease my anxiety.

“Are you fucking stupid?! You’re 17, Jasmine!” Heather finally said.

I felt a rush of anger. “Oh yeah! Like I fucking planned to get pregnant!”

“You never heard of safe sex? You’re so careless with yourself!”
I rolled my eyes. “Heather, I need help. Not a fucking lecture!”

“Yes you do need help! Pregnant at 17! Is August the father?”

I hung my head in shame. “I don’t know.”

“Unless you’ve been hoeing around, the only guy you’ve been sleeping with was August.”

“You’re forgetting someone before August.” I mumbled avoiding her eyes.

It took a while for it to click. She gasped standing up in disbelief.

“Chris?! You guys broke up months ago!”

“You don’t know how far I am.”

Heather sat down on her blue sheets, defeated and speechless.
“Please don’t tell anyone..let me do it when I’m ready.” I begged sitting next to her.

She looked at me sighing.



Sweat beads formed on my forehead as I kept making free throws. Coach told us to shoot around a little bit before doing actual drills. I was at my own little basket shooting hoops and thinking.

Am I even capable of being a father? Disregarding my age, I’m not even with the mother, not even financially secure. When I think about not being financially secure, I think of Kae and how she’s completely oblivious and how I don’t want her finding out from someone else. My life is crazy as hell.

“Yo Chris.” Trey hit my shoulder as he cradled his ball. I cradled mine looking at him.


“You see Ty?” He gestured to Ty who looked like a kid who had way too much sugar. What the fuck wrong with him? He wasn’t this energetic before. Trey and I walked across the polished gym floor over to him.

“Ty, you ok?” I asked.

“Never better. I’m just really feeling the game! Whoa look at that 3 pointer!” Ty jumped up and down in excitement. I looked at Trey who just shrugged it off. After practice, I went to look for Kae at her cheerleading practice but I didn’t see any cheerleaders. Just one white girl texting.

“Excuse me. Do you know when cheerleading practice ended?”

“Oh. Practice was cancelled today. Coach had an emergency.” she replied still texting.

“Ok. Thanks.” I walked away but looked in the window of the library to Kae sitting down with Devante. I clenched my fists stomping inside the school and headed for the library. Once I stepped in, Kae’s eyes automatically went on me and widened while Devante just smirked winking.

“Chris, this isn’t what it looks like.” Kae started as she walked up to me.

“It looks like you and Devante are having a little study date. Don’t let me interrupt. Continue.” I exited the library with Kae following behind. I ignored her calls until I heard a thud on the floor. I turned around to see Kae face first on the ground. I immediately rushed to help her up.

“Oh shit. Are you ok? That was a bad fall.”

“I’m fine. I thought you were mad.” she said the last part in far.

“Just because I’m mad doesn’t mean I don’t care.”

She blushed taking a breath. “Mrs. Filkins asked me to tutor Devante. I couldn’t say to someone who needs help.”

I sighed. Damn her heart of gold.

“Fine. I overreacted.”

She shook her head. “Yes you did.”

I hung my head thinking of how Kae was not keeping anything from me but I was keeping something huge. What am I supposed to say. ‘hey babe. I might’ve gotten my ex pregnant even though I’m 17.’? I’m scared shitless right now. I’m scared Jasmine’s not lying, I’m scared i’m the father. Most of all, I’m scared of losing Kae.

“Chris, you’re brooding. Is there something you need to tell me?” Kae kept her arms folded tilting her head in concern. “I’m your girlfriend and your best friend. You can tell me anything. You know that.”

When I didn’t say anything, she came closer.

“You’re scaring me.” she whispered examining me with her eyes.

“Yeah I know.” I shook my head thinking of changing the subject. “I’ll be back to get you, if you want.”

“Sure.” Kae smiled and I pecked her lips turning around. Before I knew it, I felt a familiar sharp smack on my ass.


“The booty is on fleek, Christopher.” Kae giggled once again. “The booty is on fleek.”

Chapter 54: Clarity


My heart pounded against my chest being held at gunpoint. At the moment, I was scared but mad at myself for not suspecting anything suspicious about Jake.

“You’re the one who’s been after Kae….” I spoke up swallowing hard. “You’ve been using me this whole time!”

Jake chuckled in a despicable way. “Wow, it took me aiming a gun at you for you to figure it out?”

I looked at Seiko expecting her to speak up but she remained mute so I spoke up.

“Where’s Kae?” I questioned shooting daggers at him.

“Don’t worry about that. Give me the damn address!”

“No!” Seiko found her voice.

Jake looked straight at her and aimed his glock. On impulse, I tackled Seiko behind the couch to prevent the bullet from traveling into her body.

“Run!” I whispered harshly as we went our separate ways. I moved from behind the couch and crawled to the kitchen. I grabbed our long slender yellow broom and hid myself in the wooden closet. Im beginning to think a broom wasn’t the best choice of weapon.

I saw Jake creep into the kitchen with his gun in the waistband of his jeans.

“Kimmy, come out, come out wherever you are.”

I burst out of the closet hitting him hard in the head with the broom knocking him out. Looking him unconsious, i was out of breath and feared he would wake up.

“Kim, quit standing there and let’s go before he wakes up!”

I looked up at Seiko and followed her running out of the house. We got to get to the guys.


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I slowly opened my eyes to the white tile of the kitchen floor. I groaned getting up rubbing my head. Where was I? I looked around. Oh Tyga’s house.

I lift myself off the floor and looked out the window to see Kim’s car speed off. I must’ve not been knocked out that long, but now I have to get the address to the studio before the police come. I felt my iPhone buzz in my pocket and I answered it.


“Did you get the address or nah?”

I rolled my eyes rubbing the back of my head. “No, Gold. The blonde bitch knocked me out and left.”

She sucked her teeth in annoyance. “Well, get the damn address! I did my part!”

I began looking through the drawers.”Don’t yell me. I’m pretty sure there’s something around here with the damn address on it-”

I got a piece of paper and smiling reading it.

“Got it.”


I laid in bed staring at the ceiling. It felt so cold and lonely here. I looked over to the other side of the bed and sighed. Taking my phone, I awakened it seeing Kae as my lockscreen. I kissed my phone.

“Kae, come back to me. I need you.” I whispered touching my screen. I mentally cursed at myself for not marrying her sooner. Like marriage was gonna stop her from getting captured.

The bedroom door creaked open and I looked fearfully towards it. No one was there. I was scared as fuck until my little curly haired angel stood up.

I smiled putting her in my lap. “So we’re gonna scare daddy now?”

Ty appeared before us. “Nigga, are you done being in your feelings? We still got a mixtape to record.”

“Nigga I got no one to watch Angie.” I stated bouncing her in my lap.

“Take her with us.”

I shrugged taking Angie and walking outside buckling her in her car seat.

“Raincheck on the studio!” Ty shouted jogging towards me.

I furrowed my eyebrows. “What? Why?”

“Apparently somethiing happened with the sound control causing a explosion. They don’t know what happened. Some people are hurt. It looks like someone tampered with the system.”

My eyes widened. “Oh shit!”

Suddenly, A car pulled up and Kim and Seiko exited with Mijo.

“Guys, you know the Jake guy I was friends with?”

We both nodded as I removed Angie from my car.

“Well it turns out he was one of the people after Kae and-”

“Where’s that motherfucker?! He knows where Kae is!” I yelled cutting off.

“Well I kinda left him in my house unconscious- ”

Ty cut her off this time. “You didn’t call the police?!?!?”

“We forgot! We were too concerned about coming here and warning you. He demanded the address to the studio.” Seiko spoke up.

Finally it clicked. “Kim, he aint at your house anymore.”

Kim furrowed her eyebrows. “How do you know?”

I sighed setting Angie down and she clung onto my leg. “Because someone sabotaged the sound system at the studio causing an explosion.”

Mijo’s eyes grew big. “You don’t think it was-”

“I know it was.”
Ty placed his face in hands walking back. “WHAT THE FUCK?!?!” Then looked back at us. “We were gonna hit the studio. Angie was gonna go to the studio with us!”

My heart dropped hard at the fact that Angie could’ve been in that explosion.  She could’ve been……I don’t even want to think about it.

“Dada.” She mumbled looking up at me with so much naivety in her big brown eyes. I picked her holding her tight. I lost Kae, I can’t lose my princess.

“Chris Brown.”

We all looked at a young white guy with the old Bieber haircut walking up to us with a Kodak around his neck and a video camera in his hand.

“What? Are you a pap?” I questioned in anger.

“Yeah, but i’m here to help you. I know where is Karrueche!”

I stopped myself looking at him with an eyebrow raised. The crew looked at me with a look that asked “do you believe him?”

He continued. “Look, I’m the only pap that follows Karrueche around. I have a footage of her kidnapping. My boss told me not to release it because we could be putting the company in danger so I decided to show it to you.”

“Show it.”

He flipped open his video camera showing footage from a few days ago. Kae was walking into someone’s house. Whose house is that? He fastforward to Kae dragged out by a huge strong man and she was fighting back.

“I zoomed in on the license plate to see it was a New York license plate.” He said looking at all of us.

“Wait…Kae, Kim, and I are from New York.” Seiko looked at us.

Ty’s eyes widened. “Nigga! That unknown number that left a voicemail had a New York area code!”

“Oh shit!” The unknown had to be Kae. We have a code. I turned towards the dude. “Thanks man. I owe you one.”

He smiled walking away and I unlocked my phone to listen to the voicemail.

“Chris, baby, it’s Rueche. My love stretches from West to East. Where I am, it’s sent from Jets. Never abandoned, love is building. 1809 feet high, Alec Baldwin, and every avenue. Love you baby.”

I hung up the phone smiling that not only is she safe, but I know exactly where she is. East Coast. Jets are the New York football team. She’s in an abandoned building and its address is 1809 Baldwin Avenue.

Ty looked at me with one eyebrow raised. “Nigga why you got that look on your face? What are you going to do?”

“Correction: WE. WE are going to New York to get my baby.”



I rolled my eyes as I approached my ebony locker seeing Heather, my fraternal twin sister, and her boyfriend Trell practically have sex in front of there. I shook my head disgusted pulling Heather by her bright blue ponytail.

“Can you and Trell not have sex in front of my locker?” I hissed letting her pontail go as she kept hissing in pain. Her eyes formed slits as she looked at me.

Heather stuck her long manicured index finger in my face. “1. Stay in your lane. We may be twins but I’m older.”

I let out an airy laugh. “Heather, nobody is scared of you. We’re the same height.”

Trell stepped in between us as if Heather and I were going to actually go at it. You would think after dating my sister for a year, he would know that we ain’t gonna do anything. Heather is the violent sister and I’m the classy one.

“Jasmine, chill. We were just kissing.” Trell explained as if I didn’t see them swapping saliva in front of my locker.

I looked up at Trell because he was tall as shit and spoke.

“I. Don’t. Give. A. Fuck. Just keep away from my locker.” I pushed him to the left as I turned the dial to open my locker to retrieve my Trigonometry textbook.

Heather cleared her throat as she redid her high ponytail. “Babe, don’t mind her. She’s mad because she don’t got a man.”

I rolled my eyes once again as Trell spoke up. “Ahh. I see. I can hook you up with one of my niggas.”

I scrunched up my nose in disagreement. “No, thank you. You and your niggas are fools.”

Trell shrugged as a group of guys came and dapped him up. They were all very good looking but one of them was Trey, which was Amber’s man so I had my eyes set on one. He had on a red t-shirt, skinny jeans, and red vans. He was hot and looked hella familiar. Once they walked away, I cleared my throat.

“Trell, who’s that?” I pointed at the one I had my eyes set on.

“Oh that’s Chris.” Trell looked at me wiggling his eyebrows. “You want him, don’t you?”

“Yes she does!” Heather shouted so loudly the whole hallway could probably hear it.


She ignored me. “She’s been lusting after him since middle school!”

I smiled as he laughed joking with his friends before entering their homeroom. I bit my bottom lip hard as hell thinking about what he could do to me. Lust is correct.

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“Fuck!” I spat sharply as the yellow- orange school bus drove off from its stop.

I clenched my fists in a rage. I fucking missed the bus. All because I forgot to set my stupid ass alarm. Thank God I at least woke up in time to get dressed. How the hell am I gonna get to school? My parents have left for work.

Opening the door to my house, I considered staying home. I hated that fucking school. The teachers were whack as fuck and the students are a bunch of dipshits. Although it’s Senior Year, I fuck with nobody because I’ll be damned if they fuck with me.

Realizing I would have to show up so my parents won’t jump down my throat for skipping, I resolved to walk to school. The school was pratically 20-30 minutes by foot and I will be late, but better late than not showing up at all.

I made my way up the sidewalk and the worst thing imaginable happened to any girl who had just straightened their hair.

It began to rain. I didn’t have a umbrella and I was halfway to school so I wasn’t about to turn back. I ran the rest of the way. Making it inside the practically empty hallway, I went inside the bathroom to fix my hair. I groaned seeing a bunch of clown looking bitches taking up the long mirror that stretched from the sides of the bathroom. All the bitches disappeared and I went to the mirror seeing that my straight hair was ruined and my black OBEY hoodie was a little wet.

I proceeded to wet the rest of my hair allowing to become wavy and put it in a messy updo at the back of my head. I thought I was alone until a girl with brunette hair in a Diamond Supply t-shirt and snapback appeared from behind a stall. She stared longingly at me and I grew annoyed.

“Can I help you?” I snapped still staring at my reflection.

“You’re Karrueche.”

I looked at her with an obvious face. “And?

She sighed as if she was refraining from giving an attitude and continued.”You went to West Junior High. At the start of 7th grade, you moved away but you’re back.”

I furrowed my eyebrows. “How-”

“Everyone bullied you calling you Boyrueche.” She stated calmly.

I felt my blood boil. “How the fuck do you know all that shit?”

“Because I was bullied alongside you. You were the only one nice to me. You don’t remember me, but I’m Sochitta.” She stuck out her hand. “But my nickname’s Honey.”

I shook her hand but I was honestly confused by this mystery girl. Then it hit me. She was my fellow victim to those assholes.

“Wow. You changed a lot.” I spoke looking her up and down.

“Yeah you did too. A whole lot.” Honey smiled then frowned shaking her head. “What happened to you?”

I crossed my arms. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

“I mean, what happened to the sweet, innocent Karrueche who did nothing but care for people? She was always positive, putting others before herself, and always wearing a smile. What happened to her?”

I slammed my shit down lacing my upcoming words with a shit load of venom.

“Listen. That sweet, naïve bitch died a long time ago.” I replied curtly as I tried with all my strength not to smack her.

“Did she really die, Karrueche?” Honey crossed her arms as she made her way to the exit but turned around to finish:

“Or are you just hiding her?”

With that, she left and the late bell sounded throughout the quiet bathroom. I placed my bag back around my shoulder and exited the bathroom. What the fuck does she know? She doesn’t know me.

Hell, No one knows me.

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“Look, that Kae bitch needs to watch her attitude. I ain’t afraid to fight her.” I declared as I placed a french fry in my mouth and chomped on it.

I was at the food court with the crew complaining about this girl in our homeroom. The other day, she threatened to punch if I looked at her the wrong way. Is there a right way to look at a crazy bitch?

Trell shook his head. “Nigga, you can’t be fighting a female.”

“She ain’t no female. She’s a crazy bitch!” I spat annoyed at this nigga Trell.

“She may be crazy-” August took a sip of his soda then stopped. “But she’s hot as fuck. You can’t even lie.”

Chris spoke up shaking his head. “True. I don’t even fuck with petite girls but little mama is a certified 10.”

“But she’s still rude and crazy.” I emphasized the last part for these dumbasses.

“Crazy girls be hella freaky in bed tho. I would know.” Trey smirked throwing a ball in the air catching it.

Chris spoke again. “But is it just me but she looks familiar. Really familiar. I just can’t put my finger on it.”

I shrugged my shoulders taking my soda. “I don’t remember a raging bitch in my past.”

All the guys mumbled in agreement and Chris stood up dapping us up.

“I’ll see y’all later. I gotta get back to work.”

Trey’s eyes widened as he placed his drink on the table. “Shit, me too.”

As I sipped my Mountain Dew, I saw a fine ass girl with tannish skin and long brunette hair. I could’ve sworn I seen her around school.

I nudged Trell and pointed to her. “Yo who’s that shorty over at Dunkin Donuts?”

Trell looked over and then smiled at me. “Her? Nigga, that’s Sochitta. Remember? She used to be a braceface with blonde hair. We called her Soshitta and Braceface freshman year. Her nickname is Honey now.”

I licked my lips in full lust. “Well Braceface got hella sexy. I’m about to go spit game.”

Removing myself from the round table, I wiped my mouth brushing off my shoulders and got up to the counter. She was busy wiping the counter as her hair bounced.

“Hey. I’d like to order.”

She tossed the rag to the sink and stood in front of the registar. “Would you like a number?”

“Yes. I would like yours.” I stated smoothly as I bit my plump lip at her.

“That’s not on the menu.” She snapped with annoyance dripping her tone. “Either order something or leave.”

I stepped back. “Damn shorty why you so mean?”

“1. Shorty is not my name. And 2. Because I am. Now leave me alone before I call security.”

I sucked my teeth leaving the counter and returning to the table. Trell smiled at me with his goofy ass smile.

“So you got Honey’s number?”

“Nigga no. Ain’t nobody want her bum ass anyway.” I took my seat and continued drinking my soda. I stared as she took the orders of other customers. Looking fine even if she working. I chuckled to myself. It may not happen now, but I’m gonna get that number.

And so much more.

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Finishing the rest of my hot wings and fries, I had to return to Foot Locker or my manager DeRay will get in my ass for being late. Foot Locker was a cool job because I love sneakers and I get a discount on my kicks.

I also get a lot of numbers from the ladies that shop there, so Foot Locker was my hook up place too.

Stepping on the escalator, instead of speeding down there, I decided to take my sweet time getting there. Yes, Deray will get in my ass but nigga knows he can’t fire me. I’m the best worker there.

I noticed that two steps ahead of me was Kae with red beats on her head scrolling down her phone as she clutched her yellow Forever 21 bag in her other hand. I moved getting on the same step as her. She looked up at me with wide eyes sucking her teeth.

I furrowed my eyebrows. “What’s wrong with you?”

“You’re stepping on my fucking foot.” Kae answered through clenched teeth.

I looked down to see my fire red toros pressed on her Oreo 5’s. Damn she got the Oreos? I’ve been trying to cop those.

“So are you going to take it off?!” She snapped waking me from my daydream.

“Oh shit! I’m s-”

Before I can get my apology out, Kae stepped off the escalator in a rage walking away quickly.

“I said I’m sorry!” I shouted then shook my head and lowly muttered to myself. “Bitch.”

I walked across the white tiled floor into the shoe store. I quickly made my way to the back changing into the black and white striped shirt. As much it annoyed me, I couldn’t get that Kae girl out of my head. What’s so special about her that she gotta be stuck on a nigga’s mind?

Once I stepped out into the store, DeRay already told me what to do.

“Chris, go tend to that customer!” He pointed to a lightskin blonde girl who had blue eyes. She had on shorts and a tank top. She’s fine as hell. I’ll definitely tend to her.

“Hey beautiful. Is there anything I can help you with? I’m Chris and you are..?” I stucked out my hand.

She blushed shaking my hand. “Jasmine. I go to your school.”

My mouth formed an O. “Oh so no wonder why you look so familiar.”

“And we went to the same middle school.”

“West Junior High.” I smiled and she nodded smiling. Still, Kae was on my mind. Her innocent, sweet face but it was filled with anger for no damn reason.

I pushed her to the back of my head and continued to help Jasmine. Although baby girl was hella fine, she was not a sneaker girl and I was trying to figure out what the hell was she doing at Foot Locker, but I failed to say anything. She decided on a pair of denim Converses and I rang it up for her.

“Ok, so that’s 45.50.” I stated looking at her. “Cash or Credit?”

“Cash.” She began to look through her purse then frowned. “Not enough through.”

“Don’t sweat it.” I gave her my employee discount. “You’re at 40 now.”

She smiled handing me the money. “Thank you Chris.”

“You’re welcome, beautiful.” I smiled as I handed her the bag containing her shoes.


“I love Bad bitches that’s my fucking problem! And yeah I like to fuck I got a fucking problem!” I sang loudly as the song blasted through the radio.

I got off work and I feel good. Mama ain’t home, met a cute girl,and I got a full stomach. Pulling into the driveway, I watched as Kae placed something inside our mailbox and spin on her heel. Getting out of the car, I stopped her from leaving.

“What are you doing here?” I questioned her.

She rolled her eyes continuing to walk away until I grabbed her little arm and she pulled away roughly.

“Don’t you ever fucking touch me.” Kae spat with the coldest glare ever.

“Why were you on my property?” I stepped up to her staring her down.

“If you must know, the dumbass mailman gave us your mail. No one was home so I placed in the mailbox.”

I stared at her for a while studying her. Her face, her voice, her body language, everything. Trying to see if something rang a bell of where I could know.

“Take a picture. It lasts longer.” She spat sarcastically crossing her arms.

“Why the fuck are you so damn angry? I didn’t do shit to you.” I looked her up and down. “More importantly, Do we know each other? Like have we met before?”

She sighed as her eyes got glossy and shook her head closing her eyes.


“Are you ok?”

“No! Leave me alone already!” Kae roared suddenly pointing a finger in my face. Her mouth twisted into a frown as her voice broke and her arms dropped to her side.

“We’re not friends anymore so don’t pretend that you care.”

Chapter 47: Love and War


“What the fuck you mean Attica is here in L.A?!” I stood throwing the papers down in disbelief.

The man who swore revenge on us is here. In L.A. Where my family and my friends are. This is fucking crazy.

“This is fucking crazy!” Erin screeched going up to Thomas. “How long has he been here?”

“Acccording to the tickets, about a week.” He sighed.

I held my forehead pacing the ground. “Oh My God! Oh my God!”

I stopped to look at the two of them.

“What if he found us?”

“Rue, chill. If he found us, we would know.”

“How? Attica is sneaky!” I reminded the two imbeciles. I swear if my family’s lives weren’t at stake, I swear I would be ignoring them.

“She’s right.” Erin sighed sitting down. “What am I gonna do? I finally got a boyfriend.”

I snorted. “So you’re done going after men that don’t belong to you?”


“Chris! You fucking played me, bitch! Don’t act stupid!” I stuck my index finger in her face. “You fucking told the media I aborted my baby knowing damn well that bastard killed it!”

“Rue, do you really think it’s the time to be getting angry again?” Thomas stepped in between us. My blood boiled more.

“Don’t get me started on you! You lied to me! You beat me, and you raped me!” I felt my tears coming but I sucked that shit up quick.

I refuse to cry in front of them. I refuse to show how this whole situation is killing me. Especially since Chris, Ty, and anyone else has no clue.

“I’m sorry, ok?! Look, if we want this shit to be over, we got to find him and reason with him!” Thomas shouted looking at both of us.

“Um, am I the only one who knows Attica is as stubborn as gum on your shoe?”

“Yes. Because your hoe ass fucked him.”

Erin rolled her eyes ignoring my comment. “Like I was saying, he loved me and we were all friends but when that event took place years ago, he was the only one who went down for it so I doubt he would want to hang out anytime soon.His mind is set on revenge, guys. He’s not gonna stop until he gets it.”

I sighed deeply realizing that Erin was correct in her statement. All four of us were to blame but he suffered the consequences so he ain’t trying to break bread with us.

“I get that but-”

Loyal, which was my ringtone, went off and they both looked at me. I pulled my phone out.

“What? A girl can’t like her man’s music?” I rejected the call not bothering to look at the caller ID.

“Even though he’s the reason why the past is after us.”

I furrowed my eyebrows. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me. Because Chris is famous, it made it easier for Attica and The Boss to find us.”

“Shut the fuck up, Thomas. You’re just looking for someone to blame but sorry, sweetie. It ain’t Chris.” I snapped walking out his house slamming the door.

I sighed looking at my phone and back at the house. What if it is because of Chris?


“Oh my God! Really?!” I laughed holding my stomach.

“Yeah my password is short nigga but my dick tall!” Jake took a sip of his soda.

Lately, I’ve been ignoring Ty and hanging out with Jake. I know what you think and It’s not cheating. We’re just friends. A girl needs a friend that’s a guy. Sometimes, girls are too much.

He released the straw from his mouth. “Yeah I listen to ASAP Ferg.”

“But you’re not short!” I smiled.

“But my dick is still tall.”

I spat out my Sprite to the left side of me into someone’s jeans.

“Oh my god I’m so-”

I looked up to see the owner of the jeans was Ty. Next to him, stood his stripper ex-bitch.

“Ty, what are you doing here?” I questioned then glared at Chyna. “And with her?”

“I should be asking you that! You cheating on me?!” Ty yelled causing a scene.

Jake stood up. “Maybe I should go.”

“Yeah you should.”

I reached around grabbing his wrist. “No. Stay. We’re not doing anything wrong.”

I felt Ty’s eyes burning through my head but I didn’t care.

“Kim, I’m not gonna ask you again. What are you doing with him?” He hissed.

I stood up looking dead in his eyes and replied:

“I’m doing whatever you’re doing with this thottiana.”

Ty squinted his eyes and Chyna’s mouth dropped. Before she could reply, I cut her off.

“Don’t act surprised. You know your body count is neck and neck with your age.” I turned to Jake.

“Come on, Jake. Let’s go.”

We walked out of the restaurant and began taking a walk to our respective cars.

“I’m sorry about”

I held my hand up smiling. “Don’t apologize. It’s gucci.”

My iphone 5s fell on the pavement and I gasped turning around.

“Jake, check it. I’m scared.”

He chuckled and I heard he pick it up.

“Your screen is fine, ma.” He handed me my phone. “Who’s those girls with you as lockscreen?”

“Oh.” I unlocked it and pointed to Seiko. “This is Seiko, my friend.” Then pointed at Kae. “This is Kae, my boyfriend’s sister and her daughter Angelina.”

He let out a low whistle. “Beautiful ladies.”

“But all taken. Don’t you see that big ass engagement ring on Kae’s finger?” I laughed.

“Damn She’s engaged AND got a kid? Nahhhhhh, but I don’t see a ring on Seiko.” Jake replied staring at Seiko.

“Still taken. Bye Jake.” I hopped inside my car and waved at him. He waved back and I drove off.


“Mama, can I get Angie back?” I requested outstretching my arms.

Shit, I don’t know why the fuck I’m asking. She’s my daughter.

“But I think Angie wants to stay with her grandma another day.” She gave her eskimo kisses. “Don’t you and Karrueche have plans?”

I smirked doing the birdman hand rub. “Oh yeah I got plans for Karrueche. Believe that.”

So I ended up letting Mama keep Angie and went back home. I got naked but kept my basketball shorts on with the outline of my dick visible.I grabbed the baby oil from Angie’s room and squirted it all over my chest. Shit, I look sexy as fuck. She can’t resist me now.


She appeared in front of me in a crop top and a thong. Oh, she gonna wear a thong? She is something else. Her nipples poked through her shirt and her ass pressed against the door as she suck hard on her strawberry blow pop.

“Tú me quieres, Papi?”

I felt my dick twitch at her speak spanish. Fuck, I can’t lose. I just can’t.

“Sí.” I maintained my cool composure coming up to her and lifted her up pressing her against my erection. She groaned and I smirked.

“You feel CJ?”

She nodded. “Yes.”

“If you want him inside you, you just gotta say it, Mami.” I whispered sucking her neck.

I felt her hand reach down and get a grip on my dick. Fuck. She rubbed it.

“Does CJ want Oreo?” She moaned rubbing the tip. “Just say it.”

We made eye contact and found ourselves kissing. My tongue stroking her tongue as my hands squeezed her ass earning a moan. I bit her bottom lip and sucking it and bringing it back to a kiss. Her hands gripped my head. I reached around her ripping her thong off and tossing it to the side. Falling onto the bed, I planted kisses on her stomach and cupped my treasure.


Kae sat up removing the damn crop top and I threw that to the side too. Grabbing her, her legs went around my waist and I placed my mouth dragging my tongue all over her nipple and sucking hard releasing a popping noise.


“You like that?”

“Fuck yes.”

I released her and laid on the bed on my back.

“Sit on Papi’s face.”

She smirked climbing up while kissing and licking my tattoos. I grew impatient and pushed her pussy in my mouth. I felt her turn around with her chest pressed against mine and her pussy still in my face. I began twisting my tongue in and out licking her sweet clit.

“Mhh.” Kae moaned bouncing on my face.

As I continued devouring my Oreo, she pulled down my shorts licking up and down CJ. She finally placed it in her mouth deepthroating my shit.

“Damn baby. Suck this dick. Do it just like that.” I groaned slapping her ass and going back to my dessert.

Mhh good old 69. How come this is our first time trying this position?

“CJ tastes so good.” She mumbled going down again.

I kept slurping Oreo until I detected warm fluid on my lips. I played with her glut as I licked clean.

“You done, baby?”

She nodded sitting up and wiping her mouth. I grabbed her kissing her lips and rubbing my dick against her pussy. She groaned rubbing CJ against her and I switched places.

“Spread those legs.”

She spread them but not wide enough.

“Wider, babe. Wider!”

“I can’t.”

“Yes you can!”

I took her thighs spreading them wider. I took one last lick of Oreo before plunging into her. She was tight as hell, like virgin tight. Her walls squeezed my dick but stroking in and out I’m demolishing that shit.

“CHRIS!” She screamed as I pumped in and out of her.

I grunted spitting on her pussy and rubbing it in. I began ramming her shit again as her manicured nails dug into deep in my skin. Standing up, I fucked her pussy in the air earning passionate screams. I laid on the bed and she placed CJ inside her pussy riding it. She began to bounce up and down and I held her ass.

“Mhh Papi I can’t take it!”

I slapped her ass. “You better take this dick!”

She came all over me but continued riding my dick. I grinned and taking her off. I know my baby likes doggystyle so I’m gonna fuck her doggystyle until she squirts.

Putting her on all fours, I spread her legs and entered her vagina from the back.

“I like doggystyle, Papi.” Kae stated then started yelling. “Oh fuck yes Chris give it to me!”

Pounding into her, I took a fistful of her hair.

“Whose Oreo is this?”

“Yours, baby.”

I smacked her ass watching it turn crimson at my touch. She came but didn’t squirt. I went faster.

“Chris, I came!” She screeched.

“Oh baby you should know by now that I don’t stop because you came.” I replied.

Turning her over, I grabbed her hips pounding that pussy.

“Chris, I’m falling off the bed!” She half whimpered, half moaned.

“You better hold on because this dick is not getting out of you like that.”

Kae slid off the bed with CJ never exiting her. I reached to the end of the bed continuing my strokes until she squirted. After she squirted, I automatically came and we both fell off the bed with my dick still inside her.

Kae smiled kissing my lips. “That was so fucking good. Wait, who won?”

I sucked my teeth. “Shit..”

“I mean neither of us said we wanted each other. We just went at it.”

I pushed her hair back kissing her neck. “Nothing new.”

Kae blushed. “So it’s a tie?”

I climbed on top of her.

“Yep. Now I gotta teach you a lesson for keeping my Oreo away from me.”




“YOOOO YOU LYING!” Ty jumped out of his seat with his fist covering his agape mouth and wide eyes. “Nigga tell me lying!”

“I’m not.” I sighed taking a sip of my soda. “I’m in love with Kae. I’ve always been. Just realized it now.”

“I FUCKING KNEW IT!” Ty screeched and I shushed him. We were in a public food court at the mall and this nigga really wanna be rowdy. Having the white people look at us like we’re the stereotypical black boys.

“Shut up! And sit down!” I hissed and he obeyed, calming his laughter as he rested his hands on the marble square table.

“Aight. Damn, Trell owes me 10 dollars. I bet him 10 bucks that you loved that girl and shit, I’m right! Thank you!” Ty pulled out his silver iPhone 5s and began scrolling when I snatched his phone away.


I shook my head. “No. You are not telling Trell.”

Ty sucked his teeth. “Can I tell Honey? Let me tell Honey! Or Trey?”

“No. You can’t tell anyone.”

“Please. Come on, you can’t tell a nigga something this juicy and expect him to keep to himself!”

“Well, nigga, I do. And you should especially since you’re the only one I told, which I am regretting.” Why in the hell did I tell him? I should’ve told Trey instead.

“Aight, aight. I’m gonna chill. Why don’t you tell her?” Ty snacked on his fries.

I looked at him like he got two heads.

“Are you forgetting that I have a girlfriend?”

Ty sighed. “Yeah…..you should dump her.”

My eyes widened. “What? Why?”

“Fool, you said it yourself! You’re in love with someone else!”

I sighed scratching my head.

“Besides, Jazz is cool and all but she’s not your type. She ain’t right for you. Everyone can see it. You and Kae, on the other way, are exactly alike. It’s fucking annoying.”

I chuckled punching him not too hard. “Shut up.”

“Seriously though. Dump Jasmine and get with Kae.” Ty finished thowing his trash away next to him.

“Easier said than done. What if Kae don’t feel the same?” I sat back rubbing my forehead and groaned. “She probably just sees me as her best friend.”

“Love how you’re considering Kae’s feelings and not Jazz’s feelings.” Ty cackled and I sideeyed him making him cease.

“Forreal though, you never know until you find out. Something tells me she’s feeling your light bright ass too. I don’t know, but if you don’t do anything, someone is gonna end up hurt.”

I pondered a little before my alarm went off indicating I had 5 minutes left of my lunch break. I got up dapping Ty up and returning to Foot Locker to clock back in and continue my shift. As I fixed the front display, I felt a small tap on my shoulder.

“Excuse me, sir, do you guys have this in a 4?” A sweet soft familiar voice questioned holding up a pair of Sport Blue 3’s. I turned around coming face to face with the girl I always loved. The girl I couldn’t stop thinking about. Kae flashed her winning smile nudging me with a sneaker.

“Hey butthead! How come you didn’t tell me you worked here?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know- wait, did you just call me a butthead?”

“You are a butthead.” She blushed. “Or would you prefer Raichu? Since I’m Pikachu.”

“Hmm I like Raichu.”

“Hmm I like both.” She cheesed even more. I gave her a pair of the shoes in 4’s and she tip toed to kiss my cheek.

“Thanks butthead”

“So Kae-”

“Chris! Stop flirting and get back here and do inventory!” My manager DeRay’s loud ass commanded. I slapped my forehead as Kae giggled.

“Get to work, butthead.”

“Alright, nigga.” I tickled her side before obeying DeRay but looked back to look at her browse more shoes.

Damn, she has no idea.

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Chris is a bitchass nigga. How the fuck is he gonna tell me he’s dating Jazz but fell for Kae and expect me to not tell anyone? I mean, I don’t got a big mouth but the rest of the crew should know. Shit, I hate being a good friend.

I looked over to see Honey wiping down the Dunkin Donuts’ counter. I forgot she worked there. I threw away my empty cup and went up to her.

“Hey baby girl.”

Honey turned to me and smiled pecking my lips. “Hey baby boy.”

“So what’s up?”

“Nothing. Just about to go on my lunch break.”

“Aight. Cool. I’ll chill with you.”

Honey clocked out and exited Dunkin’. We sat down as she got her pizza from Papa Gino’s.

“You ever had to keep a juicy secret for someone but you gotta tell someone?” I questioned and she looked up at me with enlarged eyes.

“Yes! Omg. Right now!”

“On the count of 3, we tell each the secret.” I held up three fingers and she nodded. “1…”



“Kae loves Chris!”

“Chrie loves Kae!”

We confessed in unison and sat back in surprise.

“Oh shit! You lying!” We replied in unison once again. Honey smiled wide.

“Well, tell Chris Kae loves him and I’ll tell Kae Chris loves her.”

“So? They’re both thickheaded as fuck. They’re not gonna believe us. Besides..” I sat up. “There’s Jasmine.”

“Oh true. So what do we do?”

I shrugged my shoulders taking a sip of my second soda.

“Sit back and let shit happen.”

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“Ok, Jasmine, what are your special skills?” I was beyond nervous right now. I was at a job interview for Forever 21. I really need this job. My parents aren’t going to spoil me forever and Chris works in this mall.

“Well, I have great people skills. I just love people. ” I lied through my teeth. I hate people. I’m not a people person.

The interviewer who was the manager, a 20 something year old Starbucks addicted white girl, nodded looking up at me.

“Ok, lastly, why do you want this job?” To get paid. “To gain experience and really connect with people. I love clothes.” I plastered on a smile and she smiled shaking my hand.

“Thank you. We’ll call you.”

I adjusted my black pencil skirt before rising from my seat to exit. That interview was fucking hell. I returned home to receive the news that I was hired. I jumped up and down in excitement as Heather just stood there, not able to care less.

“I got the job at Forever 21!” I cheeser looking at her. She shrugged her shoulders showing she really didn’t care.

“You know what? You’re a fucked up bitch, Heather!” I screamed going over to her. “He apologizes and you take him back but when I apologize, I get the cold shoulder! I’m your fucking sister!”

Heather’s face softened and she sighed. “You’re right. If I forgave Trell, I should be able to forgive you.”

I smiled outstreching my arms. “So can i get a hug?”

Heather sighed smirking a bit and giving my hug. We finally mad up. Finally.

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“You should be working on your experiments by now. Or and another thing-”


Once the final bell rang, I got up from the cold concrete seat. Packing my books quickly so i could make the bus. Chris walked up to me spinning my textbrook with his index finger. Boy got some strong fingers.

“Kae, you coming over my house? Right?” Chris questioned as I removed the book from his finger.

“Yeah. What’s wrong with my house?” I closed my black and gold Michael Kors bag throwing it over my shoulder. Chris shrugged.

“Nothing. Just like my house better.”

I sucked my teeth. “Fine. But I’m bringing X with me.”

“Go ahead. Now let’s go!” He pulled my hand leading me outside to his car that was parked in the parking lot. No Jasmine. I inwardly smiled. The car ride was filled with jokes and jamming to music. When we reached home, I brought X to Chris’s house and began our experiment.

“X! Boy if you dont get- get the fuck off my dog!”

I laughed hard to see X humping the shit out of Nike on the hard woord floor. Nike was enjoying it too. It was a weird yet entertaining sight to behold. Chris picked up Nike.

“Kae, me and your dog, we’re gonna fight.”

“No you’re not.” I stuck my tongue out going back to work when Chris’s phone went off and he answered it.

“Oh Hey Jazz…..you got the job? *sighs* I’m proud of you, babe……..” I watched from the corner of my eye as Chris grew extremely hesitant at whatever she said then looked st me.

“I love you too.”

My heart fucking shattered. I fucking knew it but a part of me was still holding on. Chris hung up and came next to me going back to work. I used all my strength to blink back my tears.


Why do I keep running from the truth?

All I ever think about is you

You got me hypnotized

So mesmerized

And I’ve just got to know

David Archuleta’s voice flowed throughout my room as I gripped my body pillow releasing the tears I was holding back the whole time I was next door. I feel foolish. I feel like a idiot. Damn it, Why does Love hurt so bad? That’s why they call it a crush. I want to fall back but I can’t. I love him too much. I opened my mouth to sing along.

“ ‘Cause I’m trying, trying to walk away

But I know this crush ain’t going away.”



“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.

From Kae:

I’m ready.

I smirked holding up my phone in Chris’s face.

“And look at that! She’s ready and so am I.”

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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.

“Karrueche, baby-”

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.”

“I said-”

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?”

Kae giggled a little before responding.

“Yes. Yes she is.”

Chapter 16: Here It Goes


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I went up the stairs to me and Ty’s room. I plopped myself on the bed. I can’t believe everything that happened. Kae, Ty’s sister, hates the living shit out of me. It’s my fault. Why was I such a bitch to her? A bitch to everyone? In high school, it was required to be a bitch to avoid fake friends. I mostly hated Kae. Why?

I was jealous. People were used to mixed white and black girls. But Kae was an exotic mixed girl. She was mixed black and Asian. Everyone’s attention turned to the blasian and me, being the brat I am, got mad and treated her like shit. To be honest, It’s all stupid looking back at it.

I looked up to see Ty walking in and sitting on the bed beside me.

“We need to talk.” Ty said in a serious tone.

I turned and groaned. “Ty, just break up with me already stop beating around the bush.”

“What? Why would I break up with you?” He asked.

“Because I fucked your best friend, treated your sister like shit, and disrespected your dead father. Shit, I’d break up with me too.” I sighed.

“Kim, that’s all in the past. I’m still kinda disturbed that you and Chris fucked, but I’ll get over it. You didn’t know he was my dad.” Ty said.

“But…Kae hates me.” I stated.

Ty laughed. “Yeah, she does. But it’s not up to her. I just need to talk to her.”

“And I need to apologize again.” I sighed.

“No, you don’t.”

“Yes I do. And Ty, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about me and Chris and talking shit about your dad.”

Ty smiled and kissed my cheek. “It’s ok, babe.”

I smiled too. Ty grabbed my feet causing me to lay on my back. He climbed on top of kissing my neck.

“Now you get to show me how sorry you really are.” Ty said.

“Ty, no. Your mom’s here.” I got up.

“Damn, well, I’m mad at her and she’s mad at me.” Ty sighed.

“I thought Kae was your sister.”

“Technically, she’s my half sister. My dad’s daughter not my mom’s.”

My mouth formed an O. “Oh. That explains a lot.”

“But she’s still my sister and that’s still my mom.”

“You gotta talk both of them, Ty.” I said.

“Yep. Now let’s go meet mama.” Ty grabbed my hand leading me out the room and to his mom.

“Mama, this is my girlfriend Kim.” Ty said.

His mom took me in a hug. “You’re so pretty.”

“Thank you so much.” I smiled.

“I’ll leave you guys alone. I gotta go get something.” Ty said.

“Ok.” I said turning to his mom.

I swallowed. Here it goes.


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Kae has been acting really weird lately. She’s more happy and fun. She’s high school Kae all over again. She’s the real her.

But she’s also acting secretive. Always smiling at her texts, having phone convos in private. If I don’t know any better, this bitch has a boyfriend or a crush.

Kae came down the stairs with a smile on her face.

“What’s her name?” I asked.

“Whose name?” She replied.

“The girl you were talking to.”

“Oh yeah. Her name’s Heather.” Kae said.

“Oh. So do you still wanna go to the mall?” I asked.

“LEGGO!” Kae grabbed her keys running out the door.

Did this bitch really say “Leggo?” Doesn’t Chris say that stupid shit? I shook my head walking out after her.

We went shopping for clothes and she kept asking me if I was a boy, would I like whatever piece of clothing she picked. Ok, she seriously has a crush. But on who?

We hit up the food court where we each ordered burgers and fries. Kae kept eating and texting on her phone. She’s always on her phone.

“Kae.” I called.

She wasn’t listening. Too busy taking a pic and sending it to someone.

“You’re sending this person pics?” I wiggled my eyebrows smirking as I took a sip of my drink.

“What? I’m posting a pic on Instagram. Seiko, if I was dating someone, you’ll be the first to know.” Kae replied.

“I better be.” I pushed at her.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” She said.

“Hey lil mama. We meet again.” A familiar guy spit game at Kae.

Now I remember. He’s the guy we met at the club way back. Like 4 weeks ago. Him and Kae really hit it off and she said he was cute.

“Bye.” Kae shut him down still looking on her phone.

What the fuck? Dude look hella surprised.

“Ma, you don’t remember me?” He asked.

“I do, I just don’t want you.” Kae replied going back to her phone.

“What? You know your fine ass wants all of this” he said feeling himself.

“Nigga are you deaf? Move your ass on.” Kae snapped and he walked away.

“Damn, Kae.” I said.

“What? He was bugging me! Not being able to take a hint!”

I raised my eyebrows. Ok then. We left the mall and bumped into Ty.

“You gotta be fucking kidding me.” Kae huffed.


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I left Kim and mama alone in the house while I go to the mall to get some food. I got 2 out of 3 women happy. Now the last one is Kae, which is probably going to be the hardest.

I walked up to the entrance where I bumped into Kae and Seiko.

“You gotta be fucking kidding me.” Kae huffed.

“Kae, we need to talk.” I commanded.

“We just need to talk about how you’re my damn brother and you should act like it.” Kae crossed her arms.

“Kae, lets just talk in my car.”


“Karrueche.” I said sternly.

“Oh shit. He got out the government.” Seiko muttered.

“Fine.” She climbed into my Lamborghini and Seiko walked away. I got inside and turned to her who was smiling at her phone.

I smirked. “Now who are you texting?”

Her smile dropped. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Well, you’re cheesing at your phone so I’m gonna worry.”

“Why do you care, Michael?” She spat.

“Because you’re my sister.” I said in a duh voice.

“Oh that’s right. I’m the same sister you chose that bitch over! I remember! I’m that sister.” She remarked.

She is such a smartass. Something she got from me.

“I didn’t choose anyone over you. Kae, I understand Kim treated you like shit, but come on. Let it go. She’s not that person anymore. She’s sweet, fun, and caring. Give her a chance. If you keep holding this grudge, you’re gonna be bitter as hell.” I said.

“What about your mother?” She spoke.

“She was out of line.” I admitted.

She nodded her head in agreement. “Hell yeah she is.”

“There’s so much I don’t know about you.” I stated.

She sighed. “The less you know, the better.”


“Bye Ty.” She kissed my cheek and got out the car.


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“So where have you been?” Stormi randomly asked me.

“What are you talking about? I’m usually in the studio.” I replied.

“What about when you’re not in the studio, huh?” She questioned.

“Come on, nigga. You can admit it.” Mijo said.

“Admit what?” I asked.

“Man, we still love you no matter what.” Braxton added.

“What the fuck are y’all talking about?” I responded.

They all sighed looking at each other.

“You’re gay!” All three of them announced.

I stood up quickly. “What?! What’s wrong with y’all! I ain’t gay!”

“Bro, you don’t have to deny it.” Braxton pat my back.

“We still love you, even through you like getting fucked in the ass.” Mijo stated causing Stormi to laugh. She cleared her throat and hit his chest.

“Guys, I’m not gay!”

“Come on, nigga. You’re secretive, you swerving all these fine ass girls and just wanna hang with the niggas!” Mijo put his hand on my shoulder. “Nigga, we know.”

“I’m not gay!” I argued.

What kind of bullshit is this? My friends think I’m gay! I’m not gay! I’m far from it! Especially when I’m dating Kae. But I can’t tell them that. The main reason Kae and I are keeping it from our friends is because according to the blogs, someone in my fam is spilling shit that goes around. Since a nigga don’t know who it is, we gotta keep everything on the low.

Speaking of Kae, I felt my phone and looked to see a text from her.

Kae: Still working? Haha :)

I smirked and started to text back.

Me: whatever. You know these niggas think I’m gay, right?

“This is why we think you’re gay! You’re over here texting and smiling at your phone!” Stormi said.

I put my phone in my pocket. “That does not mean I’m gay, Stormi.”

I felt a buzz and unlocked my phone.

Kae: LMAOOO ;__; you probably are. Keeping me a secret.

I sucked my teeth and replied.

Me: You know I don’t want to keep you a secret.

Kae: I know :)

Me: Send me a pic, babe.


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Get back to work, Jake from State Farm. ;)

Damn, she’s looking fine.

Me: Beautiful and all mine. :)

Kae: See you tonight :)

Me: See you

I looked up to see Mijo, Stormi, and Braxton staring at me.


They just shook their heads. “We still love you, man.”

“Shut up! I’m not gay!”


I stayed in the corner of the movie theater waiting for Kae. I saw her walk in and grabbed her into the corner. She turned around to see it was me. She slapped my chest.

“You scared me.” Kae pouted.

I grabbed her face, leaned down, and smashed my lips against hers sneaking my tongue inside her mouth. She moaned and pulled away.

“Calm down, boy. We can’t have people seeing us.” Kae said.

“You’re right. We’ll do it when we’re watching the movie.” I said.

She glared at me.

“What? It’ll be dark!”

She smiled and went up to buy her ticket. I waited a couple seconds and until a few people got ahead before exiting the corner and going in line. The few people happened to be fans and let me go ahead, Landing me in back of Kae. I kept on a poker face as I grabbed her ass causing her to slap my hand away. I chuckled keeping my hands to myself. Kae bought her ticket stepping out of line. She stood waiting for me without making it obvious.

“Kae, what are you doing here?” Seiko walked up to her along with Mijo.

Oh Fuck.