Chapter 17

“Really Quan? What the fuck!” Sasha spat as they stormed up the block and away from the party.

Quan didn’t pay his sister any mind, too busy arguing as him and his girlfriend continued to bicker in front of them. Lux just rolled her eyes, as she wasn’t that big of a fan of Shamira’s anyway and it was no surprise that she brought her drama to the party.

“You’re a fucking liar! Babysitting, huh?” Quan barked, rustling up Shamira as he grabbed her arm.

“Ouch, you’re hurting me” she shrieked, pulling her arm away, “And I told you, my mom said never mind so I went to the party. Besides, you wanted to do something I didn’t want to”

“Then why not just say that Shamira, instead you go to a party and shake your ass on random guys when you’re supposed to be my girlfriend”

“I get that, Quan but a girl can have fun ya know!”
The two continued to bicker, and at this point Lux just wanted to walk down a different street.

“Just, let them two figure it out” She flagged her hand, “Let’s catch a lyft the rest of the way”

“Nah, it’s getting late and even though my dad is out of town my mom will give me a lecture about leaving my brother behind”

“We’re never going to get back to yours walking with them” Lux gestured towards the arguing couple.

Sasha knew that was true, but she also refused to show up home without her brother. After their peace treaty, things had actually been lowkey at home.

From her dad always out of the house, to her mother too occupied on her dad to even pay attention to them, Sasha was experiencing freedom like never before. Who knew Philly would be the city to change the dynamics of her family life, and while things would eventually go left, she didn’t see it coming.
Only enjoying the first few months of her senior year – which included basketball, dating, and friends. Who would’ve thought.

Eventually Quan and Shamira calmed down on the way to the house, and Sasha and Lux were grateful as it was getting tiring to hear them go back and forth.

“Your Grandma know you’re spending the night?” Sasha asked as she draped her arm over Lux’s shoulders.

“She’s at the casino, and by time she get home she won’t check” Lux shrugged.

“So, that’s a no?” Sasha chuckled and Lux twisted her mouth.

“I don’t want you to get in trouble” Sasha told her, even though Lux never got in trouble.

Sure, her grand mother would make smart remarks here and there but for the most part she was too into herself to run after Lux. And just like Lux expected, only after two weeks did her mother dip off, never to return in the two months that had passed. Lucious was still hanging onto that promise of moving her out her Grand mother’s, but as always Lux didn’t hold her breath.

“Girl” Lux playfully rolled her eyes, “If you don’t want me to stay you can just say that”

Sasha chuckled, only bringing in Lux closer and beginning to annoyingly kiss her all over.

“Did I say that?” she asked in between kisses.

“Basically” Lux laughed, mugging her away.

Before Sasha could respond, Quan slowed down so he could meet his pace with theirs.

“Hey, Sasha I need a favor” Quan muttered as his feet lined up with theirs.

“Wassup?” Sasha asked, her laugh coming to a cease as she turned to her brother.

“I need you to tell mommy that Shamira is staying over with Lux, and let her stay in your room until the coast is clear and then she can slide in my room” he smirked knowingly.

“That’s gonna cost you” Lux folded her arms over her breast, preparing to negotiate as always.

Quan sucked his teeth, however Lux’s expression didn’t change.

“How about I continue to keep quiet about you two scissoring during your little study sessions?” He chuckled, doing the motions with his fingers.

“Eww” Lux rolled her eyes, “Is that what you do? Beat off to your sisters sex life?”

“Nah, I’m trying to have my own sex life clearly” Quan raised his brows, still talking low as they all walked behind Shamira who was too busy on the phone.

“It’s cool, I’ll do it” Sasha shook her head, just wanting the two to stop fussing at that point.

“Bet, thanks” Quan smiled, skipping back off to tell Shamira the news.

It was just in time as the small group approached the home, and Sasha checked the time to see it was just hitting 11:30. That was good timing, and as they entered the home they spotted their mom as she had just finished cleaning the kitchen.

“How was the movie?” She asked, tiredly smiling at the kids.

“Fun” Sasha smiled, and they all nodded.

“And you have a new friend?” Myda raised her brow at Shamira who was still too into her phone to pay attention to her surroundings.

“Yeah, this is Shamira from cheer. Can she spend the night?” Sasha cut straight the chase.

Myda shrugged, next taking a sip of her coffee before heading upstairs, “Make sure to lock the door before you all go to bed”

“At this point why do we even ask” Quan shook his head.

His mother was definitely a shell of her former self, and it was like without Joseph around she wasn’t good at making decisions on her own.

The group headed upstairs, and as Myda continued to get ready for bed, she roamed the halls back and forth from the bathroom as she took her night shower and ironed her clothes for the next day.

As Quan planned, Shamira stayed inside of Sasha’s room while they all waited for Myda to go to bed for the night.

“Did ya’ll see the girl that Zay walked away from the party with?” Shamira gossiped as she checked herself out in the mirror, “A fucking mess”

“Who Valencia? I think she’s cute” Lux shrugged as she laid back onto Sasha’s bed.

“Yeah, if you think pack weave is cute” Shamira scoffed.

“Oop” Lux snickered, and knew the girl was one to talk as her lace-front wasn’t exactly the hottest thing out. Lux was also up on game, and knew that Shamira still had feelings for Zay while she continued to entertain a not so clueless Quan.

She continued to go on and on, and both Sasha and Lux was relieved when Quan knocked on the door to retrieve his pest.

“Have a good night” Lux sarcastically smiled as Shamira sauntered out.

“And good riddance” she finished, once Sasha closed the door behind her.

“Be nice” Sasha chuckled, finally climbing into bed with Lux.

“I’m just saying…and am I the only one who caught on to the fact that she’s worrying about a man that isn’t hers?” Lux raised her brow.

“Clearly not, wasn’t that kind of the main objective of the night?” Sasha asked, referring to the blow up at the party due to Shamira being slightly too friendly, “And let’s not focus on them”

“Okay, what do you want to focus on?” Lux tittered attractively, as Sasha wrapped her arms around her and placed her head on her chest as if it was a pillow.

“How about I focus on you” Sasha started, beginning to start the kisses from her chest up, “And you focus on me”

“That can work too” Lux smirked, and the two began to make out.

In the past few months Sasha had definitely grown more comfortable in her sexuality, and the once shy girl was at least intermediate when it came to pleasing and being pleased. She let her fingers comb into Lux’s natural hair, and she tilted Lux’s head back so she could suck her neck slowly.

Lux knew where they were going next, however before the two could get started Sasha’s phone began to vibrate beneath them.

Sasha reached for it, and Lux scrunched her brows as she actually went to check her messages.

“Seriously?” Lux sucked her teeth, as Sasha began to text away, “Who are you texting at this time?”

“My friend” Sasha answered plainly, before putting her phone back down and turning to continue kissing Lux.

“Your friend who?” Lux asked, stopping her.

“Ummm..I’on think you know her” Sasha shook her head, “Jaz, she sits with us at lunch sometimes”

“You mean the girl whose number I deleted?” Lux folded her arms, “That, Jaz”

“I guess” Sasha shrugged.

“You guess?” Lux squinted her eyes.

“Yeah, I guess” Sasha repeated, “What’s the issue, we’re just friends”

“So let me see your messages then” Lux asked, putting her hand out.

Sasha scrunched her brows, and unknowingly she denied Lux access, not knowing that saying no was causing her to look super suspicious. However she really wasn’t romantically interested into Jaz, and if it was one thing she knew about relationships it was that you were supposed to trust your partner.

“What do you mean no?” Lux raised her voice, totally shocked by Sasha’s refusal.

“I mean..no. We’re only friends Lux, don’t be dramatic. Do you let me see your messages to your friends?” Sasha raised her brow.

“My friends aren’t texting me at …. 12:13 in the morning” Lux waved her phone dramatically.

“Again, you’re being dramatic”

“And you’re being sneaky”

“I didn’t do anything sneaky, I answered the phone in front of you. Sneaky would be hiding it” Sasha reasoned.

“Yeah but you won’t let me see your phone, so clearly you don’t want me to see the messages”

“No, I won’t let you see it because you think I’m doing something that I’m not. You don’t trust me?” Sasha asked, and her innocent eyes actually caused Lux to feel slightly moved.

“I do” Lux sighed defeated, “I just ~”

“Don’t trust me”

Lux pouted, and knew that Sasha’s logic trumped hers even though she was still curious as to what the two were talking about.

“Whatever, I’m going to bed”

She put the cover over her head, and that told Sasha she wouldn’t be doing anything but sleeping tonight. While Sasha thought Lux was overreacting, Lux actually began to feel some type of way about the way that she was acting. Over the past two months Sasha had definitely gotten more popular, and that included with girls as well.

And while at first Sasha was all about Lux, she knew that eventually popularity got to people’s head and she didn’t put that past her girlfriend.

Sasha placed her arm over Lux in effort to fall asleep, and twisted her mouth when Lux shook her off. She had only heard about being in the dog house, but it was clear that was where she would be at until further notice.

Quan stood in the middle of his walk in closet as he counted the wad of money he pulled from his shoe box to add to it.

After almost three months of savings he had a good amount of money saved, and he called it his dream fund as he would use it do something that he wanted once high school was over, which didn’t include football.

Although his dad thought that it would, Quan had stopped listening to what his dad wanted after deciding he was no longer the man he wanted to be. Joseph had always been a strict father, and since Quan never got the worst punishment as that was reserved for Sasha, he never shared the dislike for his parents that his sister did.

However once they moved to the distinct city, Joseph had done a major switch up, in his eyes anyway. He was no longer the perfect family man, one who took care of his family and made sure everything was in sync.
Instead, he was detached completely and spent most of his time at the office, which Quan knew that was code for cheating. And whoever that woman was, she was taking his father away more and more each day.

“Are you done yet?” Shamira whined, ready for Quan to pay attention to her.

“Give me a second” Quan shouted back.

He counted it to accuracy, next placing a rubber band to hold it. Placing it back in the box, he blended it in with his other shoes before leaving the closet.

“You rushing me and you’re still in your day clothes” he said, watching as she sat uncomfortable on the end of his bed.

Her complete outfit was still on, even her shoes and it sure didn’t look like she was ready for bed. She looked around his room in an unsure manner, and not because she was inexperienced with the opposite sex but more like she was forcing herself to be in his presence.

However so far he was the only guy in school who would actually take her serious, since she had blew through most of them who now wouldn’t even look her way.

At 5’6 with a caramel tone, Shamira was cute but there were definitely girls in school who she couldn’t hold a candle to. Her body was a little more curvaceous than others, and that was where she held her advantage with her double D chest and little hump in the back that made up for anything else she felt she was missing. Like the fact that she was sort of average to look at it, while girls like Lux could bat their eyes and have any guy off their feet and ready to settle down.

Shamira had to work over time to even be liked instead of lusted over, and after exhausting all of her options, Quan was both new and naive enough to want to be with her. And at first things were great; He bought her whatever she wanted, that included giving her free weed to smoke with her friends and even though he didn’t have a car he even paid for her bus passes for the week.

What she didn’t know was that Quan had an anger problem that was immense, and he always was so quick to snap out. She wasn’t used to that, however again, he was one of her only solid options.

“Are you sure your mom isn’t going to come in here in the middle of the night or something?” Shamira asked, screwing her mouth.

“The door is locked” Quan chuckled, double checking, “So…you’re free to take your clothes off”

Quan’s eyes perked up, and as he suggested Shamira pulled her shirt over her head. His mouth watered at her large chest that was busting out of her bra, and she quietly brushed her hair.

“So, how do you know him?” Quan asked, beginning to finally undress himself.

“Who?” Shamira questioned, with a slight roll of her eyes.

“The guy you were dancing on, do you know him from school or”

“Of course I know him from school, everyone from school was there…and saw you embarrass me”

“Embarrass you?” Quan creased his forehead, “Trust me, I didn’t do that. I let you off pretty easy for embarrassing me“

“It was just dancing” Shamira suggested.

“Well you just can’t dance on anymore, especially if it ain’t me. I won’t have it” he shook his head sternly, “And you lied to me”

“Because Quan you never want to do anything fun, I had to beg for you to take me out and I canceled because the party seemed better” she shrugged nonchalantly, “I don’t see the problem”

“Well since you don’t see the problem maybe we should just break up, and that nigga can pay for you to get to school”

Quan smirked as he watched her quickly hush up, and he knew that would happen as his mother did the same thing whenever Joseph threatened to take something away.

“I thought so” he snickered, “Take off your pants so we can lay down”

Shamira did as he said, and he climbed into bed next to her. For a second things were just quiet, as Quan wasn’t that experienced with girls. He surprisingly wasn’t a virgin, however he was never able to have sex on the regular due to his dad always being so strict on their freedom.

Now that he actually had a girlfriend, he was excited to be able to have sex whenever he wanted. Shamira and him had only done it once before, and he was glad that his plan had worked so he could score some for the night.

“So” he said awkwardly in between the silence.

Shamira rolled her eyes to the back of her head, and Quan’s inability to make anything smooth was why she didn’t like him as much as she put on to. Zay would’ve smooth talked her out of her underwear by now, whereas Quan just sat there fiddling with his thumbs.

Knowing she would have to do all the work, she finally turned over and began to kiss on him. His eyes widened, and he quickly fought to regain composure.

“So I was thinking…” Shamira started as Quan began to kiss her back, “You know that really cute bag I showed you the other day?”

“Mhhh hmm” Quan replied, too into kissing to care what she was saying.

“Can you order it for me?” She asked, “My friends all have one and I can’t be the only one without it”

“Cool, how much is it like fifty dollars?” Quan panted, his hands now covering her breast.

“More like three hundred?” She chuckled uneasily and if nothing else got his attention that did.

“Three hundred for a bag? Does it come with shit in it already?” He scoffed.

“Don’t be silly” Shamira giggled, “The wallet and everything else comes separate”

Quan’s face dropped and he looked at her as if she couldn’t be serious.

“Fine, just say that you don’t want your girlfriend to have the best why don’t you” she pouted, crossing her arms.

“That’s not what I said. It’s just, three hundred dollars is a lot Mira” he twisted his mouth, “That ain’t a bus pass exactly”

Shamira gave him her attempt at puppy eyes, and wrapped her arms around his neck, “I know and I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t think you could do it. Didn’t you say Lu gave you an option to start making more money? Why haven’t you done it yet?”

Quan shrugged, although he knew going from selling weed to crack was a big jump and big time if he got caught. He already was trying his luck with the weed, but figure it wasn’t criminalized in Philly as much anymore so if he ever got in trouble he would probably get let off with a slap on the wrist. But the heavy stuff? No way. Sure, the money sounded great. Quan just wasn’t ready for that ballpark yet.

“I don’t know, but still three hundred is a lot” Quan repeated.

“Well not for Kyla’s boyfriend, he got her one. And so did Marie’s. So what is it? Do you just think I’m not worth it?” She continued to question him.

“No, of course you’re worth it” Quan insisted,
“Just…give me some time aiight. I’ll talk to Lu”

Shamira smirked satisfied, and nodded.

“Fine, but not too long or its gonna be out of season”

Quan resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and at that point he would tell her whatever she wanted to hear.

“Alright I got you, can I get some now then?” He asked.

Shamira knew to seal the deal with Quan, and she was aware that she would have to rock his world just enough to have him wrapped around her finger.

Sure, Quan was hotheaded and a little weird, however he was still her best bet on getting whatever she wanted. She knew no other girls really gave him the time of day, so securing her spot with him would be easier than with other girls like Zay, who had competition coming in daily.

“Ouu yeah, right there” Quan groaned when she put her mouth on his member.

Shamira had definitely dealt with more, but was glad as this would be an easy job just like their first time.
Quan bit down on his bottom lip, and enjoyed the feeling as she went to work for the three hundred dollar designer bag. She watched every one of his grimaces, and caught one too late as he ejaculated into her mouth without any type of warning.

“What the fuck, Quan” she freaked after spitting it into his trashcan.

“My fault, I thought ~”

“You thought wrong, that’s what you thought” she scolded him, wiping her mouth still.

“Well are we finishing or what?” Quan asked, his member still up and ready to finish the job a second time.

Shamira shook her head, and dramatically washed her mouth out with any form of liquid she could find in his room. Finding a soda, she swished it in her mouth and spit that out too. Quan rolled his eyes, and just waited for the dramatics to end.

“Wheres the condom?” Shamira exhaled, ready to get the whole thing over with.

“I don’t have one” Quan shook his head.

“Seriously?” She snarled, “Just ask your sister”

“She’s gay” Quan gave her an obvious look, “And as masculine as she is I doubt if she has a dick”

“Well then I guess we can’t do it” Shamira shrugged, not really caring either way.

“Why not? I can just pull out”

While Quan had never actually done that in real life, he figured it would be easy. After hearing a few of the guys in the trap talk about pulling out of their girlfriends to avoid using a condom, he was definitely curious about trying it. He had never had sex without a condom, and as a young man about to graduate high school he believed it was a milestone he needed to pass.

“That shit doesn’t work” Shamira laughed, flagging him off.

“Well…I guess I gotta see about that bag then” Quan slit his eyes.

He was well aware of how to get what he wanted, just like Shamira who thought the game only ran one way.

Shamira squinted her eyes at him, and sucked her teeth as she knew he had trumped her there.

“Fine” she shook her head, flustered, “But not one drop of that, better go in me”

Quan nodder quickly, and was psyched to see that his manipulation actually worked. After taking a deep breath, Shamira climbed on top of him to position herself. Quan’s mouth began to get dry, and he occupied his nervousness by grabbing a hold of her large breast.

Shamira slowly slid down onto him, and it was that moment that Quan knew he had never felt anything like what he was experiencing at that moment.

Shamira smiled devilishly as she placed her palms on his chest, and bounced up and down in a riding motion. Quan’s mouth hung open, and it was clear that she was giving him way more than he could handle.

“Slow down” he panted.

Shamira did as he asked, and he let out a breath as his build up quickly settled down. He didn’t want to be done just yet, and he gestured for Shamira to switch positions with him. She laid onto her back, and he hovered over her to position himself.

This time was no different, and while he thought he could handle it Shamira’s moist mid had his eyes rolling to the back of his head. She met his thrusts with hers as she was taught, not realizing that Quan wasn’t at that speed yet.

She even went as far as to lock him in with her legs, and he groaned out loud as he released into her without a warning. His eyes widened, and he quickly caught his mistake.

“Shit” he cursed.

“What?” Shamira asked, completely clueless, “Is it too fast?”

“No, no its cool” he shook his head.

While he was already done, he pushed out his last few pretend pumps before he lifted up to act like he had finished just then into his hand.

“Did you finish?” He asked Shamira, climbing back into bed.

She nodded, and before he knew it she was off to sleep. However on his end he couldn’t sleep a drop as all he could think about was his slip up.

One, he hoped Shamira was on birth control. Or two, his soldiers weren’t marching and he wouldn’t get that I’m late text. Still, he would have no way of knowing quite yet.