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Story: Feeling Blue
If Forever hadn’t already known Zebrina wasn’t feeling the whole ordeal, her plastered smile and polite tone would have fooled her. Not interested in starting any unnecessary strife, but not planning to stay too far from her man, Forever walked as close as she could get to Blue without making her need to be next to him obvious, and leaned against the side of the house, with Nova doing the same.
“Dylan, let’s go and let thesewiveshave their husband’s attention back,” the girl with all the mouth said nastily.
“My wife never lost mine,” BB spoke coolly, eyes diverting between both girls.
Zebrina smiled when he palmed her protruding belly and pecked the side of her forehead while their baby girl reached for her hair.
“It’s really not that serious, Azayna. I know you’re Pat’s daughter, so we weren’t trying to be disrespectful, just speaking to the homies and saying what’s up to Blue,” Dylan, the girl who had just been cheesing in Blue’s face, tried to reason.
“Sure, you weren’t,” Azayna laughed.
“For real, Blue is the homie,” she smiled over at him, but he didn’t return it. “I’m just happy he’s home.”
He remained standing upright with one hand in his pocket and the other holding the neck of a beer bottle.
“Thanks to his lawyer girlfriend,” Nova shocked Forever when she spoke in her defense.
She was still looking at her in surprise when she heard the Dylan girl speak again.
“His what?”
“Girlfriend,” Forever said again, this time making herself seen. “Lawyer… whichever you prefer.”
All eyes went to her. Leaning casually in her same spot against the wall with one long leg crossed over the other at the ankle, Forever raised her sunglasses so that they were atop her head. It was as if the world stopped for Blue when she spoke. His head turned slowly toward her, revealing his bloodshot red eyes. They were low and showed just how heavily intoxicated he was.
Before moving, his extremely low eyes trailed from her feet up to her face, with his head leaning slowly to the side as he bit his lip.
“Forever… you on your shit, gang.”
The arm that had been stuck deep into his pocket stretched toward her, grabbing her wrist and pulling her to him. As soon as she was close enough, he kissed her lips.
“You spying on me?”
“Yeah, watching you catch up with your homie.” She rolled her eyes toward Dylan.
Blue’s eyes darted to Dylan as well before sucking his teeth.
“She ain’t my homie, ain’t nobody gang but you,” he spoke against her lips again, this time wrapping one arm around her back and sticking his tongue in her mouth.
Though he was clearly drunk or high or both, Blue’s demeanor didn’t waver from his norm. Just as calming and tranquil as he always was, he remained. His kiss wasn’t rushed, sloppy, or wet. It was passionate and endearing, the same way it typically was when dealing with her.
Forever tried to pull away weakly, not exerting any real effort because she honestly didn’t want it to end. Parting from him felt wrong and premature, so she sank. Sank deeper into his body, engaging in real lovers play. The kind she’d watched her sister-and brother-in-law exhibit day after day. When he finally let her up for air, he looked just as dazed as she felt.
“You’re giving me exactly what I wanted,” he pressed his forehead against hers before pecking her nose. “I don’t see nobody but you. You taking up my world.”
“Oh shit, my nigga in love,” Jugg interrupted the only possible silence they could have had amongst a yard full of people.
Suddenly ashamed of her actions, Forever rested her face in the middle of Blue’s chest with his arm circling her back and beard shielding her forehead.
“Damn, this nigga move on quick. Wasn’t he just writing your sister, Dylan?” her friend asked her with more attitude than necessary.
“Okay, now I’m finna beat your ass. I tried to be nice, but this girl hasn’t done nothing to you and you’re trying to be messy.”
“Aight, aight,” Pat attempted to intervene and keep Azayna off the girl. “Egypt, get your wife.”
He chuckled. “You mean your daughter?”
“Yeah, get her ass. She’s acting more and more like you every day.”
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