I woke up bright and early to make breakfast as King Jahfar had requested the night before. He claimed that I never cooked and all I did was work, so today on my off day, I would stay home and do nothing with him. I did the absolute most cooking; eggs, bacon, sausage, waffles, french toast, frittatas, and fried potatoes with freshly squeezed orange juice. I could tell he was impressed by the huge smile he bore on his goofy face.
“I know, I know,” I boasted as Game came up behind me and placed delicate kisses on my face and neck.
“Breakfast first, then you,” he joked.
I made him and Ava a plate, but as we started to eat, she hadn’t come down yet.
“Is Ava eating?” I asked, while he was stuffing his face with potatoes. I was surprised he even requested breakfast because everyone knew he was a health nut.
“AVAAAAA? GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE AND EAT!” he screamed from the table.
After two minutes, she still hadn’t come down and I could tell Game was getting a little frustrated.
“Let me get this one, Hulk,” I said as I got up from the table and headed to her room.
Once I got there she was still laid out in bed, not even dressed for school.
“Hey. Can I talk to you?” I asked, but she didn’t respond, and I saw the air pods in her ears. I tapped her lightly and she took them out.
“So, I know you don’t want to hear all of this but I’m going to say it anyway.” I sat across from her at the computer chair.
“I know things are hectic with school, boys, chores and just being a teenager, but I’ve been through it too, so I know how it goes. I’m not here to be your mom or lecture you, but I just want to ask you to give me a chance. I don’t know you well and you don’t know me, but I would like to try to form some type of relationship, even if it’s just saying hi and bye. I’m a really nice person, and who knows, we may have some things in common. So, what do you say? Can we start over and get to know each other? After that, if you don’t like me, you can do away with me, but at least give it a chance.”
I sat there pleading with her with my eyes and for a moment, she only looked at me. I held my breath hoping that she would be down with what I was saying.
“Okay,” she said lowly, forming what resembled a smile before getting up to hug me.
“Now come on and get dressed so you can get some of all that food I cooked before your father eats it all.”
“Yeah. You know he’s greedy,” she said while laughing.
When she came down, surprisingly, she kissed Game on the cheek and sat down to eat. Game smiled at me like I had worked a miracle or something, and I playfully dusted my shoulders off.
Ava went off to school, and Game’s promise to stay in with me all day proved to be hard for him to keep. Out of nowhere, he said something about needing to head to the office to get something. Now I wasn’t the jealous type, but him hopping up and leaving seemed strange. I mean, Game was the man in the streets so I was sure he had bitches at his beck and call. I wasn’t sure if he could turn down the amount of pussy that was being thrown at him daily, and that scared me. We hadn’t set in stone that we were in a relationship, but I thought that it was understood. I prayed that he wasn’t the type of man who wanted his cake and ate it too. The shit bugged the hell out of me until I drifted off to sleep.
I sat on what the hoes called the boulevard for hours with my stomach grumbling, but I was determined not to ask anyone for any money like I usually saw the panhandlers do. It was the summer after I’d left my last foster home and I wasn’t going back. I would kill myself first.
“Hey girl,” my new friend Ronnie said. She was dressed in a tiny red, leather, mini-skirt and a tank top showing all her jelly rolls. It was 90 degrees out and she was showing out.
“I’m about to find a trick so I can get us some McDonald’s tonight.”
Ronnie was a little up there in age, so she couldn’t stand a chance with the young girls that sold pussy. Ronnie would trick for everything from cigarettes to beer to McDonald’s. She quickly disappeared into the summer night as a baby blue-colored Lincoln came, and she hopped in the car.
I sat and watched girl after girl get into various cars; some nice while the others were old and frumpy looking. My hunger pains didn’t subside and now it literally felt like I would pass out. I had to do something, so when the Lexus truck pulled up, and I heard the man whistle at me, I talked myself into getting money to feed myself for the night. I was seventeen and I had been on the streets for damn near a year and still didn’t have so much as a pair of drawers to my name.
I slowly walked to the car while trying to smooth my hair out. I got in and the cool air immediately made my nipples harden. John B, I called him, really liked that.
“What’s your rate for some head?” he asked. I didn’t know what the hell he was talking about but before he could change his mind, I spit a number out.
“$100.”
He drove to an abandoned park and stopped the car.
“Well, get to it,” he said, pointing to his semi-erect dick.
I really didn’t know how to give a man oral because I had never done it before. I slowly lowered my head down and opened my mouth, and he shoved my head down causing his tiny penis to not even get further than the middle of my tongue. He jerked my head back and forth until tears came to my eyes and I felt like I would throw up nothing all over him. He was having a good ole time too, because I heard him sounding like a dog in heat. I tried to remove his hand from my head, but he was too strong.
The embarrassment lasted for nearly twenty minutes before he finally came in my mouth. I hopped out of the car so fast to spit that shit out that you would have thought my ass was on fire. Without saying a word, he threw a $20 bill out of the window at me and sped off. I was so hurt, but what did I expect when doing this kind of thing? I wanted to cry all night, but I couldn’t because that scum wasn’t worth my tears. I walked back to my spot, all the while thinking at least Ronnie and I would have food tonight.
The door slamming woke me up out of my sleep and when I looked at the alarm clock, it was 2 am. Game had left out of the house around three saying that he would be right back, but it took him almost twelve hours to get back really quick, as he put it. I was pissed off and he was going to know it. He walked in and went straight to the shower. Weird.
He came out fifteen minutes later, smiling like the Dove man soap. He noticed that I was up and came towards me.
“You still up?” he asked, coming to kiss me, but I turned my head.
“What’s wrong with you? As a matter fact, I don’t even want to know,” he said, walking away and going over to get some clothes.
“We’ve been doing good for almost forty-eight hours.”
“Where did you go today?” I asked. It was like the calm before the storm.
“Handling business,” he said quickly like he didn’t owe me anything else.
“Are you irritated or something? Because you shouldn’t be. I’m the one who was in the house all day alone!”
“Don’t complain when you’re in a mansion, Misty,” he said cockily. It was just like a man to throw material things in your face.
“Please. Let’s not be funny,” I said, launching a pillow at him.
“Nah, you stop playing and go to bed. Trying to start an argument for nothing. I don’t do too much arguing.”
I chuckled. “It’s not nothing!” I got up from the bed. “If I was out all day, didn’t call or pick up the damn phone, I’m sure it would be a problem, so stop trying to make light of the way I feel.”
I tried to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall. I was a punk. I’d had men boss me around and not listen to me all my life, and I didn’t want to feel that way in my relationship.
“Misty, I’m a grown ass man. I don’t have to check in with you. If I didn’t call, it meant that I was busy.”
I couldn’t take how nonchalant he was acting. I was trying to be an adult about it, but he was making it very difficult for me.
“You know what? Fuck you Jahfar!” I yelled, and I rarely cursed or yelled.
“Yeah, do that instead of all this bullshit ass arguing.”
I got back in the bed and turned my back to him and decided to just go to sleep. I wouldn’t press the issue any further, but I would act accordingly. I was used to disappointment anyway and I was finally learning that no man would treat me the way my father did.
Game laid down finally and I made sure that he wasn’t touching me. Childish, I know, but I didn’t want to be bothered with someone who stomped on my feelings. Each time he would ease on my side I would move further and further away until I was almost on the ground.
“Blue, I know this is a California King, but it’s only so far that you can go to get away from me,” I heard him say, but I didn’t reply.
“Blue, let’s talk,” I heard him say while reaching over to touch me.
“Oh, now you want to talk? Well I don’t.” I swatted his hand away and I could feel him seething. He didn’t like it when the shit was done to him.
Just when I was getting to sleep well, the light was turned on and the covers were being flung off me. I looked up to see Game standing over me.
“Oh my god,” I said, putting the pillow over my face, but that was snatched too.
“Yo’ ass is not going to sleep so you might as well get up and talk to me,” Game said seriously.
“You are impossible,” I said, finally sitting up and facing him.
“You gone talk or what? I’m not with the attitude.”
“Whaaaaaattt?” I laughed. “Me, with my attitude, tried to talk earlier but you wanted to talk about me sitting up in a mansion. Grow up Jahfar!” I threw one of his lines at him. “You left here at 3 pm and didn’t get back until 2 am and you expect me not to question you about it?” I tilted my head to the side like that would make him understand better.
“You were asking me about where I was for a reason, so ask exactly what you want to know instead of going around it. You know I hate when you do that Blue.” He kept calling me by my last name, irritating me even more.
“Okay.” I shrugged. “Are you and I monogamous? I didn’t think that this was a conversation that we needed to have, but I guess we do.”
Game only laughed and dropped his head. “Again, ask me what you want to know because that definitely is not it. Ask me am I out here fucking other bitches and where I was today because you just assumed that that’s what I was doing,” he spat.
“Well,” I said, waiting for him to answer his own question.
“You’re the only one on my radar, Blue. When I let you into my home with my kids and chased your ass down, I thought you knew that. I have not been with anyone but you and don’t want to.”
He then got into the bed and attempted to go to sleep.
Now I felt kind of bad for accusing him but then another part of me was like, girl you’re good. He should’ve just answered me when I tried to talk to him the first time. Now he was mad and I was up looking crazy with no sleep in me. I scooted a little closer to him and wrapped my arms around him.
“Get the fuck off me Misty,” he said harshly, but that didn’t deter me. We never went to sleep angry.
“Honeeeeyyy,” I cooed his name. “I’m sorry for accusing you but you could’ve called.”
“Aite. You’re good,” he said, but I knew he was still upset. There was only one thing that I could do to really apologize.
I slid down under the covers and stopped right at the little peek-a-book part of his boxers. I didn’t know why he was still acting like he was mad when his dick was hard just at the touch. I placed sloppy kisses all up and down his shaft before taking him into my mouth. Before he knew it, I devoured his dick whole, making him shake a little. His dick hitting the back of my throat while I played with his balls was the best part. I bobbed my head up and down slowly while massaging his balls with my hand. His hands palmed my head as I bobbed faster and faster.
“Nasty girl,” I heard him moan, which signaled me to keep on going, making his toes curl. The sounds of my gags filled the room and I was happy that Ava’s room was on the opposite end of the hall. I let his balls go and stroked his dick in a twisting motion with one of my hands while still sucking it. This made him go crazy pushing my head so far down that I thought his dick would go through my stomach. Dumping all his kids inside of me, I drank it slowly before sitting up and facing him. He couldn’t still be mad.
I stroked him back to life before sliding on him nice and easy. I locked eyes with him and he fondled my nipples, causing me to moan out.
“UHHH, JAHFARR!”
I rode him insanely while not taking my eyes off him. We were locked in now and forever in many ways that he didn’t even know yet. Game grabbed my hips and lifted me up and down on his dick, and our bodies mashing together made a popping sound. The feeling was intense but pleasurable at the same time.
“You gone question me again?” I heard him say, but by now I was in my own world. A slap to my ass brought me back to him.
“Huh, you gone question me again?”
“NOOO,” I breathlessly said. “I won’t. I will be good.”
We continuously smashed into one another until we both crashed, cumming together.
“We good?” Game asked, while holding me under the sheets.
“Yeah, we are. I didn’t mean to be so extra today, if that’s how you took it, but I know I’m not the best and there are girls lined up to get with you every day.”
“But I don’t want them, Blue. Never did. That’s what you have to accept on your own because I can’t make you. I want the person I’m with right now. I get what you were saying though; I could’ve called you just so you wouldn’t have to worry.”
That statement made me more assured in my relationship and I couldn’t say never, but I would try not to accuse him again. His ass had better not ignore my concerns again.