Page 32 of Only Fans

I had to go back to my house and smoke two blunts of Kush to myself just to calm my nerves from the bullshit that had gone down earlier.

Still feeling good from my high, I decided to order in some food.

The munchies were starting to kick in, yet I had the ‘itis’ and couldn’t move.

I was one hundred percent blowed out of my mind and too lazy to get up and cook.

It seemed like it took an eternity to decide what to get to eat.

There were way too many options to choose from on Uber Eats.

Restaurants I didn’t even know had delivery and was available on Uber Eats.

The only problem was the shit was hella expensive.

It cost damn near double to order and the delivery fee was crazy high also.

Going to my Bank of America app on my cell phone to check my balance I instantly was frustrated again.

I had spent my last few dollars until my next paycheck on Tatiana’s ungrateful ass birthday gift and was now broke as a joke.

The saddest thing about all of that was I had to borrow part of the money for Tatiana’s gift from my parents so I couldn’t even hit them up at the moment for any more money ‘cause then they would start to question what I was spending it on.

My mind drifted back to Tatiana then Trista and I wondered if they were still together. Not giving a damn if they were or not, I sent Trista a text.

Me: wyd

I wanted to keep it simple because I wasn’t sure what energy Trista would be on, so I asked her, what was she doing.

She seemed pretty neutral earlier, but that didn’t mean anything.

Things got physical between Tatiana and I and there was no telling how Trista took that.

I didn’t have to worry for long because less than ten minutes later, she responded to my text.

Trista: Waiting on Tati. She’s in the room with her dad

Me: Call me

Seconds later my cell phone rang as the display lit up with Trista’s phone number.

That was a good sign. It was no secret that Trista was feeling me.

I knew she caught my vibe from the moment Tatiana introduced us yesterday.

I noticed there was something between me and Trista from the moment we locked eyes, I just played it smooth in front of Tatiana.

Truth of the matter was, I cared a lot for Tatiana.

I knew she was out my league, but I was obsessed with making her mine.

I had to make her mine. Once she was and we smashed, I realized she was a bit much to deal with personality wise, but I could still see us being together.

I wanted to be with her, but Tatiana wanted to be on bullshit.

If she wanted Reggie, she could have him because I planned to see what Trista was about.

“What’s up sexy?” I asked as deep as I could get my voice to be.

“Really, Jamal!” Trista responded laughing. “What the heck wrong with your voice,” she giggled.

“You don’t like my sexy voice?”

“It sounds more like you tryna take a shit voice!” Trista joked, causing us both to laugh.

The fact that she was cracking jokes and laughing was a good sign that she wasn’t tripping about the fight between me and her psychotic friend.

“You good now ‘cause you showed your natural ass earlier. You could have given me a heads up that you were gon’ pop up and clown like that.”

“Here you go, man,” I huffed. “Your girl out-of-pocket for that shit, and you know it.”

“Facts, she was bogus for not keeping it real with you. I’ll give you that. I even told her she was bogus for that.”

“Tatiana don’t care about nobody but herself, but it’s all good. All she had to do was keep it a buck with me. I’m a big boy, I could have handled it. It ain’t like she the only female out there.”

“I get that. My only thing is her dad almost died today. That confrontation needed to take place, but not at the hospital, in my opinion. But what’s done is done.”

“Fuck Tatiana’s ass. As far as I’m concerned, she deserves every fucked up thing that happens to her from here on out.”

“Ouch! That’s a bit harsh,” Trista rebutted.

“Oh well! I was nothing but nice to that girl, and she did me dirty. She can kiss my ass!”

“She’s going through a lot?—”

“Man, fuck her!” I interjected. “Your girl wrong as hell. Enough about her, let’s talk about you. What you on right now? You about to stay up there with her all day or what?”

“What you have in mind?”

“Shit, why don’t you come through and I can show you better than I can tell you.”

“Jamal, shut up! You play too much!” Trista giggled.

“I’m so serious. You down to come kick it with me or what?”

There was a moment of silence before Trista spoke. At first, I thought she was going to reject me, but to my surprise she didn’t.

“I suppose I can make that happen.”

“You can make what happen? Jamal plays too much about what?” I heard Tatiana say.

I could feel the tension through the phone. “Come through now and smoke one with me. Fuck her, you ain’t gotta explain shit to that trifling bitch! I’ll text you my address. Hit me when you on your way.”

“What are you and Jamal talking about, Trista, and don’t fucking lie to me!” I heard Tatiana yell right before the line went dead. Trista must have disconnected the call.

Laughing out loud, I rolled another blunt while I waited for Trista to hit my line back.