Pulling up to my best friend's house, I gave my mom a kiss goodbye as I hop out of the car.
The bestie and I have our girls sleepover every other weekend. I always looked forward to it. It was the one time I could let my hair down and be me and out of the watchful eye of my punctilious mother.
Don't get me wrong I love my mother but I was 18 years old in high school getting ready to graduate and I've never been to a school dance, let alone had a boyfriend. Normal things people my age would do she would always tell me no. Eradicating any means of a social life outside of being at school. Do you know how many times I've been asked out this year on dates, and don't get me started on prom? Eight times and eight times I'd have to tell them no.
Don't get me wrong I wanted to go to prom this year. But she dashed my dreams when she insisted she wanted to be a chaperone so I opted not to go. She still doesn't understand why. Who wants to slow dance with a guy while their mother is whispering in the guy's ear to get his demon-possessed crotch off of her daughter.
So fucking embarrassing!
"I just want to make sure you're making Godly decisions in life," she would say. She wasn't always like that but after my father went to jail she decided to give her life to God. Which is totally fine but it was like she was obsessed with church and being saved. We literally lived in church Wednesday through Sunday.
Thank God for my best friend Gigi. Her mom was a nurse just like my mother. Ms. Cassandra convinced my mom to turn me loose and let me hang out at her house. It was the only place she felt comfortable with me going without her hovering over me.
Only if she knew what kind of sinful things I've done here during Thanksgiving break she'd probably ship me off to boarding school. Let's just hope she never does.
"Damn Deja what took you so long," Gigi asked opening up the door.
"You know my mama drive slow as hell," I smacked her on the butt making her squeal as I walked in.
I sat down on the couch as Gigi walked to the kitchen to raid the refrigerator for something to drink.
"Where's Ms. C," I asked realizing she wasn't there to give me one of her bear hugs then give me the third degree on how school was.
"Oh the hospital called her into work the night shift so it's just me, you, a few pizzas and the gruesome twosome tonight."
I could feel the palpitations emerge upon my chest as my heart sped up to a million beats per second. I raised an eyebrow at the thought of them. They're back and I realized this sleepover might get a little bit more interesting.
Amare and Cairo or the gruesome twosome as Gigi called them were her older twin brothers. Very fine and very sexy older twin brothers. I always had a crush on those two. It was like God was being extra gracious that day when he bestowed the world with that amount of sexiness times two.
They were in their Sophomore year at Morehouse and the last time I'd seen them was over Thanksgiving break...... when I lost my virginity.
"Oh, they're back for Christmas break already?"
"Yea, their asses were just here seem like it. I can't get a break from those two. But they shouldn't bother us. You know they like to do their own thing. Probably find some hoes to turn out," she said rolling her eyes in disgust.
"Well, I wouldn't blame whoever they turn out. Your brothers are fine as hell though," I say with a giggle.
"Uggh please stop before I throw up, and whatever look you got in your eye Deja you better forget about it."
"What?" I shrugged my shoulders at her.
"Please Deja, I love you like a sister. Don't get caught up in one of my brothers because they're messy as hell and will chew you up and spit you out. I've seen girls come here balling their eyes out over them and they just give them their ass to kiss. I don't want that for you."
"Ok, ok, I hear you," I respond walking to the kitchen grabbing some soda out of the stainless steel refrigerator.
The front door to her house swings open and there they were, Amare holding 3 boxes of pizza as Cairo followed right behind him.
My poor pussy throbbed at the sight of them while my stomach did backflips as they inched their way closer to the kitchen.
"Hey Deja," Amare spoke raising an eyebrow at me as he sat down at the kitchen island that I was leaning against.
"H-Hey."
I could feel Cairo's presence behind me as he fiddled around with something on the kitchen counter.
