Page 15 of All The Smoke

I left her standing there and headed in the direction of the table the kids were now seated at but froze when she shouted at my back, “Fuck you, Smoke! You saying all that shit but it damn sure didn’t stop your homeboy from testing these waters, nigga! And he love it here too!”

My homeboy?

Bino?

Scoot?

Naw. I shook my head and continued my stride. Never .

“You gon’ start the game or what?” Bino asked, jarring me from my thoughts.

“Yeah, my fault,” I said, grabbing my controller and hitting the button in the center to bring my console to life. While it powered up, I grabbed the blunt I’d rolled and sparked it.

“Fuck wrong with you anyway, bro?” Bino quizzed. “Yo’ ass been acting off since you got back from the mountains.”

I took a long pull from my blunt and slowly released the smoke before answering.

I wanted to forget the bitch had even said the shit because I knew Bri did and said shit to piss me off and get under my skin, but I couldn’t shake the shit.

Outside of Noah, Bino and Scoot were my family.

I would lay my life down for both of them niggas and I loved them like my mother birthed them.

So thinking one of them slimed me out had me in a fucked up mood.

“Bri, man.” I sighed. “She be doing shit that really be having me ready to body her ass but I can’t because it’s Solo’s mama and shit.”

“Ah hell,” Scoot groaned. “What the fuck she do now?”

The game was all the way on now and we had selected our teams so I passed him the blunt so I could beat Bino’s ass. Nigga thought he was the king of 2k so we put some bread up because I told him I was gon’ wax his ass.

“When we was at the waterpark she was pressing me like she always do, about us all not having matching trunks and shit, then asking about the party y’all had at the spot in Crescent Pointe; you know the usual stupid shit she be on.

” I shook my head. “But I was stiff on her and shit because I promised my brother I’d chill on her, then the bitch came down in this revealing ass bathing suit, showing all her shit in front of other people’s kids and hell, hers . ”

“And that’s what got you bothered?” Scoot asked.

“Hell naw.” I frowned. “I mean it pissed me off, but not because I give a fuck about her or what she got going on, but more because a nigga is tired of her ass embarrassing us all the fucking time. Like we in a water park full of kids and you literally got ya pussy on full display. Shit is ridiculous,” I vented, growing frustrated with her all over again.

“I’m like, damn Bri, you can’t turn the hoe shit off for one day while you with ya kids? ”

“And you said it just like that too.” Bino laughed. “Probably verbatim.”

“Damn right. She be pissing me off, fam,” I gritted.

“But shit, after I voiced my disdain for her hoe ass decisions she got to running her mouth all loud, drawing attention, carrying on about how I still wanted her and all this other bullshit and I tweaked. I couldn’t hold the shit in no more.

The bitch is literally out here selling ass for a living and got the nerve to think I want her ass.

Shit had me hot so I cursed her stupid ass out.

I felt myself about to lose my cool and shit, so I walked away to find the kids.

As I was doing that shit she yelled out that she fucking my homeboy. ”

“What?” Scoot barked and I nodded.

“Word, she did. She said some more shit with it, but the bitch definitely told me she was fucking my homeboy and he loved the shit.”

Bino paused the game and now had the blunt in his hand. He shook his head as he hit it. “I know you don’t believe that shit.”

“I don’t want to,” I admitted.

“Wait.” Bino frowned and set the controller on the table.

“You actually believe her ass?” When I didn’t respond, he continued.

“Bro, I would never hit that bitch,” he spat.

“I mean I know that’s Solo’s mom, so no disrespect, but hell naw.

” He shook his head. “Not only is she not even close to my type, you my fucking best friend, my brother. I could never slime you out like that. Me or Scoot.”

“Word,” Scoot agreed. “Shorty definitely tweaking saying that shit.”

“I know.” I ran a hand down my face. “I’m trippin’. That’s why I try to keep interactions light with her. She be having me ready to kill her.”

“Facts! Shit got me tight,” Bino fumed. “We been rocking too fucking long. That kind of disloyalty will get a nigga killed. Tell Bri don’t even play us like that.”

“I’m just gon’ keep some distance from her mothafuckin’ ass, man.” I sighed. “I’ll have my mama or Bishop grab Solo when we supposed to get him and shit. I can’t be bothered with her ass. I already was a little vexed about her having a nigga staying there for days and shit while I pay her bills.”

Solo had been telling me his mother’s boyfriend was always at their house.

I wasn’t asking questions or nothing, he just started talking while I was bathing him.

I wanted to ask who the nigga was but knew I couldn’t be pressing my son about his mother’s business.

Plus I didn’t really care, but she should have had the decency to tell me she had someone around my son.

“Solo told you who it was?” Scoot asked and I shook my head.

“Naw, and I ain’t ask. I don’t give a fuck for real, long as the nigga don’t fuck with my seed.”

“True. I’m sure that ain’t gon’ happen.”

“Better not or it’ll be a bloodbath over that bitch.”

“No cap,” Bino agreed. “But on a lighter note, Mo and them having a game night.”

“Aw hell,” Scoot groaned and started to cough after taking a pull from the blunt. “Y’all back in love.”

Bino grinned at him. “Know that’s wifey. I just been letting her have her fun while I get the bullshit out my system.”

“Yeah, aight.” He chuckled.

“You want to slide through there or not, mothafucka? You worried about the wrong shit.”

“It’s gon’ be other hoes there?” Scoot asked and I wanted to know my damn self. Specifically her best friend.

I hadn’t been able to get her ass off my mind since the pool party, literally.

I kept flashing back to our time in my room and damn!

I couldn’t even entertain another woman without thinking about her sexy, chocolate ass the whole time.

Them hoes prolly thought I was into their asses the way I delivered dick, but they had no fucking idea.

“Yeah, nigga, it’s a game night.”

“I’m in then,” Scoot agreed.

“What about you, Smoke?” Bino smirked. “KK gon’ be there.”

“Fuck you telling me for?” I frowned, trying to play it off.

“Nigga, please,” he said and chortled along with Scoot. “You been like a sick puppy since sis ghosted yo’ ass.”

Waving him off, I ashed the blunt in my hand then checked my phone as I replied, “Imagine that shit.”

“I ain’t gotta.” He grinned. “I know you been stalking her Cliqued and shit.” How the fuck he know that? “Yeah mothafucka, I needed to check Mo shit out and she been had me blocked for years so I checked from your shit and guess who was the only name in your search bar.”

“Fuck you.” I chuckled. “You nosy as fuck.”

“And you pressed.” He laughed. “So what’s up? You falling through with us or not?”

“I guess.” I shrugged. “I ain’t doing shit else.”

My business and shit was done for the day and I’d already talked to my son. His little ass would be calling me again soon, probably to beg for money and shit, but for the time being I knew his grandparents had him occupied.

“I bet you not mothafucka.” He chuckled and snatched his controller from the table. “Let me finish taking your money, then we can bounce.”

Laughing, I grabbed my own controller and got back into the video game, ready to be a couple of thousand dollars richer then go be in Kaori’s fine ass face.

A nigga was a little elated knowing I was about to see her fine ass again because I ain’t like having to stalk her ass.

I mainly checked her page out to see if she was still with the nigga I had seen her with at The Cineplex but ended up going down a rabbit hole looking at her pictures and videos.

She was so fucking pretty without even trying.

I wasn’t even into skincare shit or food reaction videos, but I was completely intrigued by hers.

She was always trying new foods and recording her reactions and I was locked in.

Lowkey, stalking her social media told me a lot about her that I didn’t know.

The color red was incorporated in every picture and video in some kind of way so I assumed that was her favorite color.

I’d been watching her story for a whole week and she’d eaten at Leonardo’s four out those seven days so that was clearly a favorite of hers and she was a fucking pot head.

She posted a video of herself burning every night too.

I had to fight the urge to write her and ask who the fuck was serving her because I wanted to be the only one supplying her ass with everything.

It was completely out of the norm for me, but I couldn’t help the shit. I wanted her.

Me and my niggas chilled for another two hours before Bino finally gave in and paid up.

I whooped his ass five games straight, winning a total of five bands because he didn’t know how to stop and he ended up paying Scoot fifteen hundred because they were side betting.

Bino was good at the game and taking other people’s money on the shit, just not mine.

We both played, him more than me, I was just naturally better at the shit.

Since we were at my crib I showered and changed before we headed out to the little game night shit. I was impressed when we pulled up to The Millennium condos. It was fitting for Kaori. She looked like the kind of woman with her shit together that would live like that. She was literally perfection.