We walked into the apartment and headed to my bedroom. I grabbed his arm and pulled him into the bathroom so I could clean his hand. I went under the sink and grabbed my first aid kit.

"Next time how about we use our words and not our fists. Okay? ok"

"Ion do no talking" He replied.

"Oooh you're so tough" I said sarcastically as I rummaged through the kit looking for the bandage wrap.

I'm not going to lie seeing Quincy beat him to a pulp was actually a turn on.

I have never seen this aggressive side of him before. I've always felt protected around him and I knew he'd always have my back if need be. But actually seeing him in action and knowing he can actually fight made him even more attractive.

I didn't have any peroxide so I had no other option but to use alcohol. I put his hand over the sink and poured alcohol over his bloody knuckles.

"Bit-" He exclaimed pulling his hand away.

"Yeah that shit hurt don't it" I laughed, "C'mon give me your hand"

"Nah man watch out" He laughed and started to run some cold water.

"Nooo I gotta clean it so it won't get infected" I said as I poured some alcohol onto a cotton ball. "Stop being a baby it don't even hurt that bad" I chuckled and grabbed his hand.

I started to dab at the open wounds despite him wincing in pain. "Man up" I teased him.

"Is it too tight?" I asked as I wrapped his knuckles in the bandage.

"Nah it's straight"

"Boom you're welcome. That'll be $3500 without insurance"

"Y'all take payment plans?"

"Nope, I want my money up front" I started to put everything away.

"Shiddd" He said and we both laughed.

"It's cool if I smoke? I need a blunt after that shit" Quincy replied as we walked out the bathroom.

"You're so dramatic" I replied kicking off my shoes. "Yeah go ahead"

I went out into the kitchen to get breakfast going. I know he was probably just as hungry as I was, so I didn't want him to have to wait any longer. I washed my hands before popping some bacon into the oven to cook. I quickly whipped up some eggs and pancakes as well.

"Here you go" I said as I walked into the bedroom with both our plates. He was relaxing on the bed, watching Fresh Prince, smoking his blunt.

"Thank you" He replied sitting up. I sat my plate down on the desk before going back into the kitchen to pour us both a glass of orange juice. I closed the door behind me with my elbow before sitting down at my desk to dig in.

"When do you leave?" I asked before stuffing pancakes in my mouth.

"Why? Who you tryna go see?"

"I was just asking a question." I shrugged my shoulders.

"My flight leave at 8"

"Cool cool" I nodded my head "Does that mean you finna be laid up in my bed until then?"

"That's a problem?" He questioned raising an eyebrow at me.

"Yeah. Don't get too comfortable, you're leaving in a lil bit" I stated.

"Yeah ight" He replied sarcastically.

"I mean you can stay as long as you aren't under the impression that this means anything about us moving forward"

"Man whatever I'm not finna do this with you right now."

"Umm okay then" I rolled my eyes.

Once we finished eating we just chilled in bed for hours watching Snowfall. Neither one of us said anything the entire time. I guess he had an attitude or something. I didn't care though.

"I'm hungry" I said rolling over to grab my phone to go on UberEats

"Whatchu wanna eat?" He asked sitting up and lighting his blunt once more.

"Ummm I'm thinking Wingstop or something" I replied.

"You ordering it or you just wanna go get it?"

"Imma just order it" I replied still scrolling through the app trying to see if any other restaurants peaked my interest.

"Damn took y'all ass long enough" I could hear Michelle say.

"It was hella traffic" I could hear Jacobi reply.

Awe shit.

"So ummm I gotta tell you something" I said turning to Quincy.

"Wassup?"

"It's not like I gotta tell you this but I still think I should" I said sitting up.

He stared at me just waiting for me to spit it out.

"I've been messing around with this dude for a while now" I told him.

"Like dating or y'all just been fucking?" He questioned blowing clouds of smoke into the air.

"We've just been fucking"

"Awe okay," He says nodding his head, "That's ova with now though, just so you know"

"I'm single. It's over with whenever I say it is" I replied rolling my eyes at him.

He just glared at me before taking a pull from his blunt, "You heard what I said, ion gotta say it twice"

"Yo Paris can we talk?" I heard Jacobi say followed by my door knob twisting.

"I-"My eyes widened.

"That's him?" Quincy asked taking one more hit before ashing out the blunt.

"What're you doing?" I questioned in shock as I watched him get up and walk over to the door.

"Don't trip"

I quickly got up to follow him, "No seriously what're you-" before I could even finish my sentence he had opened the door.

"Wassup" Quincy greeted leaning against the door frame. I stood behind the door in just utter shock.

"Q?" I could hear Michelle say.

"Wassup Chelle" Quincy spoke, "Whatchu need?"

"Paris in there?" Jacobi questioned.

"She occupied right now. Whatchu need?"

"Oop" Michelle quickly said. I just knew she was holding in her laughter. My mouth was damn near on the floor. This nigga is bold as fuck right now.

"Don't even trip. My fault King"

I knew Jacobi was pissed off. As soon as he get into calling somebody "King" or "Queen" he biting his tongue from saying something disrespectful.

I owed it to him as a friend to let him know personally that Quincy is possibly back on the picture. I was going straight to his house after Quincy left to let him know what was up.

Quincy closed the door and I immediately hit him upside his head, "The fuck you do that for?" I said punching his chest.

"I ain't do nothing" Quincy laughed walking back over to the bed. "I only asked him what he needed."

"Bro I was gonna tell him about you my damn self. You just made this situation even worse" I huffed rolling my eyes.

"Fuck him, you don't owe him no explanation"

"Yes I do. He's one of my best friends"

"You fucking your best friend?" Quincy furrowed his eyebrows at me.

"I learned from you" I quickly spat back.

"You obviously ain't learn shit from me cause you saw first hand how that shit played out" Quincy laughed shaking his head at me.

"Baby Cobi on the way" I teased rubbing my stomach, "You ready to play step daddy?"

"Aye quit fucking playing with me Paris" Quincy furrowed his eyebrows at me.

"Oop did I strike a nerve there?" I laughed rolling my eyes. "I'm just preparing you for what may come. You gon stick around or you just gon up and leave?" I was just dragging it at this point. I wanted him to hear how stupid he sounded to me months ago.

"Fuck is your problem? You want some dick or something?"

"I mean shit if you're offering" I laughed shrugging my shoulders.

"Let me get some clarification. So since you wanna be single we just fucking right?" Quincy asked me. I nodded my head yes.

"Alright cool" He said nodding his head. He stood up from the bed and went inside my nightstand to grab a condom.

"Did you take that plan b?" He questioned raising an eyebrow at me.

I shook my head "I'll take it after this" I said pulling off my bottoms, "You might as well not use that"

"Nah" He replied tearing the foil with his teeth. I watched as he pulled it and started to roll the condom down his shaft, "Turn over"

I flipped over onto all fours and arched my back leaving my face down on the bed. He pulled me closer to the edge of the bed and slid inside of me. He gripped my hips as he slowly increased his speed. I spread my legs a little more so I could feel every inch of him even more.

He picked up his speed causing me to squeeze my eyes shut. I was trying my hardest not to moan too loud because I knew everybody was still in the living room.

I reached for a pillow and buried my face into it. I moaned into the pillow trying to at least muffle the sound. He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls my head out the pillow.

I knew he wanted them to hear me. He wanted to make Jacobi even more mad than he already was.

Quincy and I both know how loud I can get if he hits the right spot. I refused to give into his pettiness though.

He was stroking so quickly and roughly I didn't know if it hurt or felt good but what I did know is I didn't want him to stop.

"Fuckkkkk" I cursed holding my arm back trying to push him away. He holds onto my arm, pinning it behind my back while the other hand still had my hair.

"I'm cumming" I said softly, squeezing my eyes shit. I was going to fuck around and pop a blood vessel.

He let go of my hair and arm and I hid my face in the mattress as he continued to slow stroke until he came as well. Once he finished he went into the bathroom and I laid there trying to let my body relax.

He comes back into the bedroom and grabs his car keys off the dresser.

"You're leaving?" I sat up confused.

"Yeah"

"I thought you said your flight left at 8?" I questioned.

"Yeah I got a few stops to make and I gotta bring Lyric her stuff." He replied taking his phone off the charger. I furrowed my eyebrows and just stared at him.

"What?" He asked with a slight laugh.

"Did I do something wrong? Why you all of a sudden got shit to do?"

He just laughs and shakes his head. He leans down and kisses my forehead, "Nah you good, you ain't do nothing. I'll text you"

I watched as he walked out the room closing the door behind him. I just sat there confused as fuck.

"Ummm okay then" I said to myself as I got up out of the bed.

I went into the Walgreens bag and grabbed the planb. I chugged it down with the watered down orange juice from this morning before hopping in the shower.