《JAHS/ELEY》Chapter 21: What's 9+10?
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I haven't talked to Jahseh in a little bit, I admit I been kinda hanging out with Stokeley and his new girl and everyone else and I notice that Jahseh is the most quiet lately.
He went to work last week. Jahseh absolutely NEVER goes to work. Why is Jahseh going to work so suspicious, Miles? It's because this type of shit never happens, unless Jahseh is upset about something. I don't know exactly what is bothering him, but I will find out. As his bestfriend, I have to know everything that's going on in his life...he's been ignoring me though so I don't know how I should approach him.
I wait near my phone, thinking if I should text him or not. I should probably just go over but I'm honestly scared to do that.
Fuck it, we can't continue doing silent treatment forever. If I think something is wrong with him I need to know.
I open is contact,
🖤
I text. I normally get a quick text back but this one took more than 20 minutes. Whatever he's doing must be super important. I almost want to just go talk personally with him but like I said before, I'm scared. Not scared, more anxious. Jahseh gets very petty, he likes to fight fire with fire. If you want to fight him, he'll fight you. If you want to stab him, he'll shoot you, if you want to kill him, he'll do it first.
In this situation, he's ignoring me. But I want to work it out with him, it's very sad inviting Jahseh over just for him to sit quietly and kept to himself. It makes us feel like we're leaving him out or something.
I text him once again.
"Harder..." I moaned as Michael pushed in and out of me. Michael and I have been talking non stop on the phone, over text..we've just grown closer since the last time I saw him, which was just a one night stand when I met him at a bar.
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He goes harder into me, leaving kisses on my neck as I feel myself about to reach my high. Just then my phone starts vibrating on the nightstand, making us both jump. I sigh, reach over to see who it was.
It was Miles. Oh now he wanna talk to me. Sorry, boo but I'm kinda busy getting this bussy rammed, how bout that. I decline it and set it down, rolling my eyes. Michael chuckled softly, "who was it?" He asks, repositioning himself. "Just my dumb friend." I reply.
He comes down, giving me a small kiss before entering back in me. 5 minutes in and I feel myself about to cum again, when my phone starts to buzz again. I give out an annoyed groan before throwing my head back. Michael kissing me on the cheek, "It's fine, you can answer it." He says softly, doing it again.
I reach over and grab my phone to see who it is, Miles, of course. I press accept and hold it up to my ear.
"Miles what do you want, I'm kind of busy right now." I state, not wanting this conversation to go on too long.
"Well, I'm sorry, whatever waiting that's more important right now. I gotta talk to you." He says. I sigh and shake my head, "Look, Miles, I cant talk right now. We'll have to talk later." I say. "What are you doing that's possibly more important than right now?" He asks. I look up at Michael who's still over me, focused on whatever. His read dreads falling over his face, his face tattoos,
"I'm with my boyfriend." I say, his hand snaps over to me, a smile creeping over his face.
"Your..boyfriend?" Miles asks, "Yeah, my boyfriend. I gotta go, bye." I say hanging up before he could reply. I turn off my phone and toss it on the floor.
"We'll just finish another time. You hungry?" He asks me. I nod as he helps me get up.
😭
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