Getting Grace

Chapter Forty

"Kelly. Get out of my face." Grace said seriously.

"Nope." He said biting and kissing her cheek. "Not until you kiss me back."

"I don't want to kiss you back." Grace joked.

"Yes you do." Kelly said climbing over her. He bent down and kissed her on the lips over and over until she kissed back. He smiled and kissed her neck for a little before kissing her lips again.

"Kelly?"

"Mhm." He said moving back to her neck.

"I love you." He took a break from her neck and looked her in the eyes.

"I love you, too." He said. He flipped them over and slapped Grace's thigh. Grace groaned and leaned over him.

"Let's not do this here." Grace mumbled in his ear biting it.

"Yes here." Kelly said squeezing her butt.

"My dad will be here soon." Grace said sitting up.

"I don't wanna go home." Kelly said. "I wanna stay with you."

"Too bad. Time for you to leave." She said. "You'll see me tomorrow."

"Alright." He said getting up. "Walk me out."

"Ok." Grace got up and walked him out kissing him goodbye. "I'll see you later."

"Bye." Kelly got in his car and Grace turned around going inside.

"I should call Veneer." She said to herself considering that never talk outside of school anymore.

"Wassup?" Veneer asked.

"Hey Neer." Grace said.

"Hey Grace."

"I wanna hang with out. We never do anymore." She complained.

"You the one spending hella time with yo niggas. Balancing two niggas harder than you think." He joked.

"Shut up." Grace said. "I was balancing three."

"Wow." He said clapping. "Impressive."

"Yep." Grace nodded. "How are you and Brandi anyways?"

"Don't mention her annoying ass. I'm through with children."

"I warned you." Grace said.

"And I could say the same for you."

"Touchè." Grace said. "Now we are even."

"So what you wanna do...tomorrow?"

"I want to go to Skyzone." Grace said. "Let's do it."

"You got Skyzone money?"

"Actually yes." She said. "I got Grayson's card number."

"You sneaky little girl." Veneer said. "Well what time?"

"Let's do 12 to two." Grace suggested.

"Alright I got nothing planned." Veneer said. "I'm buying my ticket right now."

"Me, too." Grace said taking her computer and opening the website. She used Grayson's number and bought the ticket.

"Ok I'm ready to go." Grace said.

"Mine not loading." Veneer said. "Let me get my laptop."

"Ok."

"Deira what the fuck?" Jerome yelled.

"What?" She asked. "Why are you yelling?"

"Why is this nigga so hyper?" He said pointing to Saint who was bouncing in his seat.

"I don't know." She said. "I didn't give him anything."

"Saint! Saint! Calm down."

"I can't." He said smiling.

"What'd you eat?" Jerome asked.

"I drunk Deira's can with the bull in it." Saint said pointing at Deira. Jerome folded his arms looking at Deira.

"So that's were my drink went." Deira said biting her nail. She looked up at Jerome and shrugged. "What?"

"Nothing." He said still staring at her. "You tryna stunt his growth?"

"Of course not." Deira said. "He's my baby, but I didn't make him drink it. I didn't give it to him. He'll be fine."

"He better be." Jerome said. Deira ran her hands through his hair and smiled at Jerome.

"When can I have my phone call home?" She asked Jerome walking up to him.

"I don't know what you're talking bout." Jerome said squeezing her butt. "You thicc."

"Yeah, because you keep fucking me. I mean I don't get a break." She complained.

"You like it." She tilted her head.

"Not so sure." She said walking away.

"Saint it's bed time. Come take this Niquil so I can put yo ass out."

"What!" Saint yelled. "Nigga you trippin."

"What you call me?" Jerome asked grabbing his arm. Saint tried to wiggle away. Jerome punched his arm really hard. "Call me it again."

"I'm sorry." Saint cried then repeated, "I'm sorry."

"Yeah. Be very fucking sorry." Jerome said.

Saint gowled and pulled away wiping his tears. "Stupid." He ran to his room.

"I don't give a fuck." Jerome walked out and took his phone out. "Hello?"

"Hey." Monica said. "Where you at? I'm at yo trap and Chris won't let me in."

"I'm at home." He said. "You ain't got no business there."

"Look my daddy needs to talk to you." She said.

"Well your daddy can call me." Jerome said smartly hanging up.

"Jerome. Come get your little girlfriend." His mom said. Jerome came into the kitchen and Deira was sitting at the table.

"What you doing to my moms?"

"Get her out the kitchen." My mom said.

"Yeah, get out." Deira stood up and walked out.

"I'm tired." Deira told Jerome. "Can you please take me back to the trap?"

"Yeah. Come on Saint." He said. "Saint!" He walked to his room and Saint was passed out. Deira walked up picking him up and putting him in the bed covering him up.

"Awe my baby crashed." She kissed his forehead. "Let him sleep."

"Whatever." Jerome said walking out. "I'll be back ma."

"Bye miss Jerome's mother." Deira said with a smile.

"Bye baby." She said laughing. "It's Momma Lovell."

"Deira leave." Jerome said. "Just take an L and leave."

"What?" She asked walking out.

"You always asking what." Jerome said. "Let's go."