Sunday, 9th of december, Kae’s West Hollywood Condo, 9:07pm.
Her saying these words got my attention. See, I never perceived Kae as a liar. Until now. I knew everything she was lying about. She was so easy to read, especially since she was a bad liar. It kind of threw me aback, though. I always knew her as frank and truthful. If you were pushing her buttons, she’d tell you.
I don’t like lies. If you wanna talk to me, say it as it is instead of inventing wild ass fairytals. I know when someone is fooling me, sooner or later. And you’re gonna be the one embarassed at the end. Not me.
Sometimes, the truth can be painful as fuck, so we just act coward and run from it. But running from it won’t do shit. It will just bite you in the ass and chew all your hopes away later. Then, you’ll fall from a way higher skyscrapper than the one you should have previously fallen from. And shit hurts bad. Trust me, I’ve experienced it. Those running from the truth thinking it will eventually fade away are blinding themselves. Lies take elevators but truth takes stairs… if you know what I mean.
But as I mentionned before, Kae wasn’t a liar, unless she had something important no one wanted to know. But I know her just like the back of my hand. I know when she’s lying. I know when she’s not. Why do you think I showed up?
I know pretty much everything about her…
-Everything is not right… not like you think it is…
I raised my eyebrows and nodded for her to go on.
-Well… she bit her lip.
You could see on her face she was looking through billons available in her intern dictionnary of words to tell me what she had to tell. I knew she failed finding them because all that came out from her mouth was a sigh. Her hands gripping the covers just flew over her body before slowly making their way to the zipper of the coat. She pulled it down, revealing her body. Then she looked at me, pressing her lips while her eyes were glistening harder and harder. I stood there unfazed, watching her routine come to an end.
-Here, she whispered.
-I know, I shrugged.
I turned on my heels and just made my way out. She didn’t press the thing either. Great. I’m not wasting my time on lies anymore.
Trust me when I said I knew everything.
Monday 10th of December, Bria and Adri’s house, Calabasas, 2:12am
My dream ended abruptly as my phone went off and as Bria moaned on top of her lugs. Agravated, I banged on the wall separating my room from hers.
-BRIA, IF YOU DON’T SHUT ALL THAT FUCKING SCREAMING UP, I warned before answering my phone.
-He knows now.
I sat up on my bed squiting my eyes as if it could help me figure out whose voice it was at the end of the line.
-Yes, she sniffed, making me sigh.
-I don’t know, I didn’t say anything until today. When I told him, he was like “I know” and he just left… her voice got squeakier.
I sighed again. This time, much deeper.
-Kae, I told you to tell him by yourself. He just found out because of somebody else, how do you expect him to react?
-It’s still his child, dammit! Fuck, how is he reacting so coldly and non chalantly for the loss of his child?! She exploded.
-First of all, lower it. It’s 2 am in the morning and I’m tired. I don’t wanna hear no damn screaming at this time of the hour. Second, you just bluntly lied to his face, Kae! How many times he called you to know about the kid’s and your health and you’d answer “oh, she’s fine” and giggle? I’m sure he grieved when he learnt about it. Do you think he’ll grieve in front of you again? Helloooo, you hid one of the most important things from him. How do you think he feels?
-Please, I didn’t call to get lectured and get all the problems of the world blamed on me so-
-I’m not lecturing you, I’m just explaining why I think he behaved that way ‘cause clearly you don’t understand.
-I’m not tryna understand anything, I just want him to know that it wasn’t my fault!
-The loss ain’t your fault but he’s the father. Supposedly. So you should have been truthful from the begining if you loved him that much.
-It has nothing to do with my love for him…
-Oh, yes it does, I snapped my fingers.
-‘Cause you’d have told him the truth, even if it hurts if you loved him that much.
-I’m sorry, okay? She broke down.
Now I might have been a little bit harsh on her considering the fact that I was more on Chris’s side than on hers right now. She called me for me to comfort her and I just realized that all I’ve been doing was making her feel so guilty that she felt the need to apologize to me.
-Baby, I’m not the one who needs apologies… come on, calm down, it’s going to be all right.
-He must hate me, she cried.
-No… I’m sure he doesn’t…
This was a lie that I was telling to her and myself.
-Just give him some time, okay?
She quickly vented to me since it was late and she was tired. I felt it. After quieting her cries down with my soothing words, she finally decided to go to sleep, leaving me with my eyes wide open in the big dark room. Well. Looks like I’ll have to count sheeps again.
It was going on 3 am and I was still wrestling with my covers and my bed trying to sleep and finish my dream.
-Ugh! I huffed sitting up, crossing my arms.
And Bria who was still having fun nextdoor… I didn’t even bother knock on the wall this time. It would make me such a cock blocker. No pun intended.
All that sexual mood was getting to me so I decided to watch porn. Catching my phone, I went to the Safari app to google some latino porn. The plan was to watch something until I get aroused enough to play with myself and eventually, reach an orgasm. Orgasms make me sleepy as hell. The first google link which came up was a Pornhub one so I clicked it and pressed play on whatever it was. As soon as the video started, my insides started tingling. The girl had a fat ass and she was riding the shit out of the guy. The camera was all up on her ass, which kept jiggling everytime the guy spanked her. I bit my lip at the sight of that wet black dick slipping in and out her pussy, making me feel hornier and hornier. Her moans, kinda exagerated ones, managed me to make me horny also.
So I didn’t waste no time and slipped outta my sweat pants and my thong. I held my phone in my right hand and brought my left middle finger to my tongue to make it wet. I put my index finger on my clit’s hood and pulled it up a little so my clit was out. I massaged my clit with my finger until I was rubbing that spot that felt oh so good. I was breathing a little bit faster. I kept getting my finger wet with my saliva until I rubbed my pussy lips, which were soaking wet. I decided to make my middle finger enter my pussy, with my palm up and started making “come here” moves, rubbing my g spot at the same pace that the guy’s dick was entering that girl’s pussy. It felt so right. Sighs were now escaping my mouth and I felt my blood rush to my head. I brought my finger back to my clit which was now hard as fuck. My finger slipping up and down my clit felt amazing. The more I rubbed rhythmically, the more I felt the pleasure grow. My waist rose from my bed’s matress as the pleasure was now taking over the pit of my stomach. My insides tingled again but way more than the first time.
Just then, Chris’ name appeared over the video with his text.
Chris: u sleep?
I ignored it for now as it grew harder for me to focus on anything but my pleasure.
My body started shaking with pleasure, telling me this was the beggining of my orgasm. The final rubs were pure ecstasy. At this point, I couldn’t control the moans that were coming from my mouth anymore. My lungs swelled and deflated rapidly as my orgasms was slowly but nicely dying down. My clit felt way too sensitive to rub it more.
I sighed stopping the video. What was the point of watching it anymore? I got what I wanted. Once my heart was back at it’s regular beat again, I rose from my bed and made my way to my bathroom, washing my hand and wipping all that extra moisture off my pussy.
After doing my hygiene routine, I decided it would be the right time to reply to Chris’s text. I jumped back on my bed and rolled over my phone. I pressed on his message to reply that I was about to drift off soon and got comfortable under my bed. I threw the heavy ass covers over my head and closed my eyes. It seemed like Bria and Barry were finally over their freaky night cause I couldn’t hear a thing anymore. The thought of seeing her limping to the living room the next day made me smile.
*Since she’s been away, looove’s been MIIIA*
-Hello? I pick up my phone.
-Yo, he just greeted huskily.
-Chris? Boy, didn’t I tell you that I was sleeping? I said shifting around and now landing on my belly. My elbows were supporting my weight.
-Are you now? He chuckled.
-Aye, I told you I was about to sleep!
-Oh, now, you were about to sleep? He laughed.
I just kissed my teeth.
-Whatever, I needed you to call me anyway.
-Oh word? What about? He asked. I could hear a sparkeling noise at the end of the line.
-Are you smoking?
-Yup. I just lighted my shit.
-Nah, not right now. Cigs.
-Ain’t you a singer, tho… shouldn’t you keep yo lungs perfect?
-Shouldn’t you mind your business? He horriblely mocked me with a voice that didn’t sound like mine at all.
-I don’t really care. Once my lungs give up on me, I’m just gonna focus on ghostwritting, producing and making videos. Why not movies.
-But lungs cancer…
He blew his smoke noisily.
-Why did you need me to call you anyway? He changed the subject.
-Well, about Kae… and boy, don’t you roll yo eyes at me!
He chuckled a couple times.
-How do you know I did tho?
-I know you. You forget that.
This time, he cackled.
-You’re far from knowing me, bae…
-Watchu mean? You sound really creepy right now. Anyway, how did you find out about her?
He stayed quiet before answering in a way that kind of starteled me.
-You knew too, didn’t you?
His question threw me off guard. I knew damn well about Kae losing her baby. Her friend called me the same night the miscarriage happened. When I went to see Kae the next day, she wanted me to tell Chris everything that happened. Still, I couldn’t be the one telling Chris about it. Who was I to him? I’d have rather have somone like Barry tell him since he’s his bestfriend. And I wasn’t here. I didn’t know what really went on. I just knew the consequences of it. I don’t know why I feel that way. I have stay in my line.
-Y-yeah, I stuttered before rushing an explanation.
-But I was not suppsed to be the one to tell you-
-But you could, for fuck sake. I don’t even know when shit happened. It must be not recent since she’s already home and since she can do stuff on her own, now, he spat.
I just sighed in defeat. He was kind of right. After all, it was his child that passed away. He had the right to know about it on time.
-Like why the fuck are y’all hiding such stuffs from me knowing damn well it’s important?
-Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t think about all that. I mean you’re concerend about this too, that’s what we forgot. It was all about Kae until you popped back in the picture, I shaded.
-Popped back in the picture? I never EVER left on the first place so I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, he hissed.
-Can you calm down, I’m not here for all that anger at all.
-Well maybe if you did the right thing, I wouldn’t be here rambling angrily at 3 am like a mad nigga, I heard him blow some smoke.
-Wow, now you’re blaming it on me. Was I the one cuddling with my girlfriend while my baby mama was in trouble?
-Shut up, he just gritted. I know he was pissed, but the truth is all I tell. I won’t sugar coat shit just because he’s rich and famous.
-Fuck you and your anger, okay, I ain’t here for all of that. Whatever, Chris. You didn’t answer my question. Who told you?
-The friend with a big chin.
Even through his pissed tone was irritating me, I let some chuckle leave my mouth. He can act like an asshole sometimes but I can’t lie, he’s my favorite asshole in the world and I’d never want him to change for anything. He and Bria are the only ones who can piss me off one second and make me laugh the one after. Our friendship was tight like that.
-Why you laughin? Am I lying?
I laughed louder.
-No, you ain’t. But you could say something else instead of big chin.
-Like? Chinky eyed with black hair? She has plenty of chinky eyed friend with long black her. You’d get em confused. She only has one friend with a big chin, though.
I laughed again.
-Alright… are you still mad at me?
He inhaled some smoke before replying me.
-I’m sorry Chris, come on…
-It will take more than a sorry to get me over it, though.
-It’s not your fault but… you know. I’m so frustrated right now. It already hurt that my child is gone but y’all not telling me was like adding salt to the wound so I kinda unleash my anger on everybody, now, nah I mean?
I nodded mumbling a quick “mhmmm”.
-Yeah, he just breathed kinda sadly.
I felt so bad for him, I just decided to change the subject. I wouldn’t want him to end up overthinking. I would be if I was him. I think I’d be depressed actually. But I see he’s handeling things pretty well and I’d hate to ruin that…
-You still in touch with Belinda?
I heard some choking like noise at the end of the line. It made me almost die with laughter.
-What?! Who?! Nigga, he exclaimed.
-Chris please. Stop acting like you forgot about her.
-No, I swear to God. I did. May he strike me dead if I’m lying right now.
-You fucked her tho, didn’t you? I asked laughing.
-Hah! You’re lying!
He laughed heartedly.
-I’m not! Ugh, man… Actually… I don’t know. Cause I was drunk to the point I couldn’t remember shit. Like wasted, real wasted. She told me we ain’t fuck, you know buuuut… he chuckled.
-I don’t really know because I woke up that day with a killer hangover and she was naked when she told me so…
-Naaah, y’all did, I don’t care.
-You know my mother thinks we did, right?
I hollered in laughter.
-Hell yeah! She was ready to slap a nigga, man. Gettin me scary and shit. I still don’t know who snitched that shit to her, man…
-Ha. The perks of hangin with snakes.
-These OHB niggas. They ain’t seem right.
-You don’t know them, tho. Y’all were never talkin when they were around. You were always acting like you were on mute.
-I don’t wanna know them.
-See? That’s the problem. You don’t know and you don’t wanna know so don’t judge, man, I know who I hang with.
I sighed knowing that this convo was turning into a never ending debate. And knowing Chris, even if it was late as fuck, he wouldn’t let it go. And he gets so loud when he’s tryna prove a point, it’s actually funny. But I was too tired to hear all that right now so I just decided on ending our call all together so it wouldn’t get heated. We were tired, anyway.
Right now, I just feel like sleeping my life away.