𝐎𝐧 𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐠 ᥫ᭡

XXIII

Deeja Nia Walton
Monroe, Louisiana

"Heyyy." I open the door for Dae Dae.

"Hey sexy." He cuffs my ass making me smile.

"Come back hea." I lead him to my room.

"Whatchu wanna watch?" I ask him.

"Whatever you choose I'm cool with."

It won't matter anyways cuz we ain't gone be watching it

"Ian watch Riverdale yet so." I sit up next to him.

He snakes his arm around my waist making me bite my lip.

My phone rings and 'ALL YOU CAN EAT 😉' flashes across the screen.

"It's my cousin, she been depressed lately." I mumble before sliding to answer.

"Hello?" N'veah says lowly.

"Hey hun." I say in a friendly voice.

"Uh, where are you?" She asks.

"At the store." I turn down the movie.

"Could I stop by when you get back so we can talk?"

I scratch my neck and sigh.

"It's a long ass line so I'll call you after I finish." I lie.

"Oh-okay." She whispers.

"Bye." I mumble.

"Bye." She hangs up.

I hate when somebody doesn't sound like themselves anymore.

She really sounds so sad as opposed to her usual loud, flirtatious ass.

I set a 30 minute timer to kick him out.

I slip off my shorts from under the cover. I slip off my panties too and fling them across the room.

"I'm just getting comfortable." I wave off him licking his lips.

"Oh word." He nods and we go back to watching this dumb show.

"I need to put this on the charger." I reach over him and fuck around long enough for him to get hard.

"C'mere." He pulls me on top of him.

I slip my crop top off with no bra on. He sucks on my titty while I play with his dreads.

I fed y'all last chapter so I'mma skim over this scene, hush.

After I get my nut, I stand up and get dressed. He kisses me and leaves.

I text Veah that I'm back home and start cleaning up.

I leave the front door unlocked and go shower. I get out and change my clothes and the bed.

I go grab a brand new thing of milk, put it in a Walmart bag and sit it on the counter. I put my keys next to it just for an extra touch.

"DeeDee." She calls out for me.

My pussy throbbed- I mean my heart melted when she called me by her nickname for me.

"Niv." I wave from the couch so her blind ass can see me.

"You wanted to talk?" I ask as she sits next to me.

"Yeah. I'm sorry for pushing you away. I just didn't think I could maintain a relationship while grieving. But I should at least try." She apologizes.

"It's okay. And you know I'm here for you even if you going through it." I play with her hair.