I want to thank everyone who enjoyed the first installment of My Best Friend's Brother. Here's chapter 2.
Blessing and enjoy,
BlaqWidow
I waited for Antoine to come down from upstairs. When he emerged we kept silent both keeping our thoughts from one another. We quietly left the house and walked back to the block his house was on. When we got to his apartment building, I saw my friend Janelle chatting it up with Rell, the guy she left off with. They seemed like they were old friends instead of new acquaintances. Before we reached his building I spoke up because the deafening silence was killing me.
"Antoine, what's up? Penny for your thoughts? You haven't said anything since we left is somthin' wrong?"
"Naa girl. I'm just thinking ok, you good" he replied.
"You sure? If it's about the whole unprotected sex thing, I told you I'm not draggin you to do something you don't wanna do, so just let that shit fall from your head and act cool" I replied catching a attitude. Here I was in my mind with worry but full of sexual bliss and he sitting over there ruining my mood with his abrasiveness. Like he's the only one who's worried. I got to figure out what I'm going to say to my mom if I am pregnant and think about the cost of ending it. But I wasn't going to sit around and act like my life came to an end because it definitely moves on and I will be making necessary moves and adjustments when the time came to be.
We reached the porch and I walked over to my friend. Looking at her she could tell something was amiss with her brother and I, but I told her with my eyes it would be a later conversation where I could explain everything.
"Sooo, you two enjoy yourselves" Janelle said.
Antoine and I looked at each other and smiled, me slightly blushing I replied "Yeah, but I really don't think you want to know."
Antoine walked off with Rell to the corner store to get something to drink, and to leave me and Janelle to have a private conversation. Once he was out of ear shot she began ranting.
"Ewww, I don't want to hear about you fucking my brother. I just wanted to know if you enjoyed yourself, but I can see from that smile on your face you did just that and more. Any who, me and Rell was just talking about how cute yall looked together and how weird it would be if yall started dating seeing that yall just met and shit."
"Don't get too far ahead of yourself girl. This is reality your brother could put it down no lie, as for me being with him I don't think that's happening" I said.
"Why what's wrong?" she asked.
"We went bareback. I can't believe I let my guard down like that, not only that but he came inside me and is scared that I could be pregnant. The nucca ain't even let a whole day pass and he's acting like I'm gonna be like one of these thirsty chicks callin him baby daddy. I saw it as a fuck and that's how im treating it. Yes I wish it coulda been more but it's not gonna happen and at this point I really don't want it to." I answered.
"I could tell something was wrong wit yall when you two walked up like yall was strangers. Even when I asked if yall had fun yall looked like I forced you to say it was good. I haven't seen bad acting like that since we watched Obessed with Beyonce's forced acting" she laughed.
"God that movie was terrible" I laughed. Coming down from our laughter, Janelle got serious and began asking the questions I already had answers to in my mind.
"Well what are you going to do if you are? I'm against abortion but I'll support you no matter what."
"Well you already know I'm gonna terminate it because of the simple fact that A. we don't know each other this was a one-time thing, B. I don't have the means to support a child and I refuse to bring an innocent child in the world and not be able to provide for it, and C. I don't want kids until I'm married and I have a secure and steady job behind me" I answered.
"I'm sorry things didn't turn out better for you." She said looking at me with concern as I tried to not feel like shit about everything that transpired between her brother and I.
"Well shit happens, and it stinks no matter what people try to cover it up with" was all I could say. Turning the attention from my "shituation," I asked Janelle about her night.
"So how was Rell? Was he big? Could he throw down like homeboy you was telling me about or was he ---"
"Damn girl, one question at a time. Yes he was good like homeboy back home. He could eat the hell out of a coochie girl he made me squirt. You know I don't do that shit. I thought that shit was only for white girls in pornos" she laughed.
"His dick was aight. Nothing to write about but he could work it which is all that matters really. He was nice I kinda feeling him but we'll see how things go."
"Well you know I'm happy for you. I'm just glad you're finally over Cristobol's cheating ass. I still don't see what you saw in him besides the fact that he was Spanish and had a nice long fat dick" I said.
"Well when you're in love with someone who over look shit they do because you're in love with them, something you clearly know nothing about" she replied angrily.
Whenever it came to me talking about her ex, Cristobol, Janelle always copped and attitude; she didn't like me talking about his disrespectful rice and beans eating ass. I have no tolerance for cheaters, abusers and users. Maybe that's why I remain single or maybe it's because I'm picky about who I choose to give my heart to. Whatever the case may be, I have always been single, while Janelle is always tied down to a man. I just couldn't see the point in being with someone who is giving you .01% of a relationship when you're giving them the full 100 plus benefits. Especially if he's going to cheat on you for most of the relationship with someone whose uglier than you. I feel like if you're going to cheat, at least let the bitch look decent and not like some tore up from the floor up bum bitch, which is exactly what happened to Janelle.
I remember it like it was yesterday when Janelle called me crying because Cristobol had cheated on her again with some white girl who looked like she could've been Jaba The Hut's daughter. Yes she was that busted. When she showed me the picture all I could think was "he needs to put the crack pipe down".
"He cheated on you with that" I asked shocked that I was seeing what the girl looked like.
"Yes!!!" she cried, "What does he see in her to do this to me, she don't even look good. She's obese and looks like she could smell like mayo."
"Ugh, eww girl" I said scrunching up my face imagining the girl before me with a mayo smell.