She stands a couple feet away from him as he looked at the grave. He chuckles quietly, looking down. "Despite it being ten years since it happened, the shit still hurts ya know? Like imagine it, yo mom, the only parent you knew since you were born just gone, just like that."

"Riley." She quietly says, looking up. "Riley, it looks like it's about to rain."

"Just… just a few more minutes." He says, looking down. She sadly nods, opening the umbrella she held. She slowly walks over to him as he kneels at the grave, placing the lone lily he held on it, right next to the one his brother placed several hours before. He takes a deep breath. "I love you mom." He mutters quietly and stands up, looking at her.

"Are you cold?" He asks and several raindrops fall. She shakes her head and he rolls his eyes at the lie. He could tell by the goosebumps that rose up on her arms. He grabs the umbrella, making sure it was still above the two and wraps an arm around her shoulder, walking her to his car.

That night, she slept with him. No sex -not that there was any before-, no make out sessions, no groping, just comfort. He needed it, and as his girl, she was there for him.

And she loved it . She smiled as she looked up at his face in the morning. She loved him with all of her heart. They had been friends for a long time, ever since he was nine.

She was there when Taylor, Aaliah, Keysha and Cindy happened. She was there during all his girlfriends, friends with benefits, potential girlfriend, the ones he was just talking to, all of them. She loved him through it all, and she still does. She's waited for him for years, and it was worth it.

Finally, at eighteen, she got her chance, and she was never giving him up. They had been going out for ten months. She had been counting.

She snuggles into his bare chest with a smile. She was very obvious when it came to her feelings for him, but he never noticed. But she couldn't blame him. He wasn't as smart as he made everyone believe when it came to people. But he's a guy. He needed those specific words from her, and she told him.

She didn't make it easy for him though. She made him play her game, and he won.

"Yasha?" his husky voice says and she hums in response. "You know I love you right?" He says, and she blinks, sitting up to look at his face.

"Y-You… that's the first time you've said it." She says, trying to fight the smile from appearing on her face.

He takes a deep breath. "Well, I do." He says and she smiles, placing her head back on his chest.

"I love you too." She says, wrapping an arm around his torso. He places a hand on her hip, and the two lay there in comfortable silence.

"Riley! It's your turn to cook breakfast!" Huey shouts, and Riley groans, letting his hand brush across her butt, and she giggles.

"Whatever nigga! I was hungry anyway!" He says, sitting up. She follows his movements, and smiles at him.

"I guess I should go." She says, stretching.

"What, you scared of my cooking?" He asks, and she yawns.

"No, but, I mean… it would be weird. Does Huey even know I'm here?" She says, getting up and slipping on her leggings. He tosses her one of his shirts, which she catches.

"Ayasha, chill. You can stay. Who cares?" He says, and she slips on the shirt.

"If you insist." She mutters, flopping down on the bed as he gets up to slip on some sweats. She lays on her stomach and stretches like a cat. "This bed is uncomfortable without you." She says, pouting.

"I bet it is." He says. "But what I need you to do is just stay in this room and look pretty. I'll be back as soon as possible." He says, and she sighs.

"Noooo." She groans as he exits the room. She snuggles herself into his bed, attempting to get comfy and fall asleep. She closes her eyes, wrapping the blanket around her and inhaling. It didn't take long for her to doze off, taking a small light nap as she waited for Riley.

She hears the door open and opens one eye, peeking at him. "You sleep?" He asks and she shuts the eye, humming in response. "You ain't hungry?"

"Mmm." She hums and he sits on the bed. "What did you make?"

"Eggs, some bacon, and toast." He says, and she sits up slowly. His back was to her and she wraps her arms around him.

"Can you feed me?" She mutters, placing her head on his shoulder and he frowns.

"You got arms girl." He says, and she hums.

"But baby," She groans, and touches his chest. "my hands are preoccupied with you. See?" He rolls his eyes and grabs her hands, pulling them away from his body. He pushes her slightly, making her flop down on the bed, her head near the edge. He places the plate of food on his end table before turning to her.

He gets up slightly and lays on top of her, making her huff. "Get off!" She says and he smirks.

"This is how imma feed you." He says, and she narrows her eyes.

"But the foods all the way over there." He grabs her leg and lifts it slightly, wrapping it around his waist. "If you talking about something nasty, I need you to get off of me right now!"

"Aww, come on bae!" He says, and she frowns, moving her leg away.

"I think you should get off. My boobs hurt." She says, and he groans. "And I can't really breathe." He huffs and gets up, causing her to smile. He lays down on his back, near the plate, and grabs a piece of bacon, taking a bite. She bites her lip and crawls over to him, laying on top of him.

"Don't you like this so much better?" She asks, looking down at him. He chews the bacon, a frown on his face.

"Nah. You hella heavy." He says, and she narrows her eyes at him, snatching the bacon from him.

"You a damn lie!" She says, eating the piece and he rolls his eyes.

"I'm like twenty pounds lighter than you girl." He says and her eyes widen.

"You are not!" She says, and he smirks, grabbing the back of her head and pulling her into a kiss, wrapping his arms around her.

"It's ok, bae. All of your weight goes to your ass." He says, placing a hand on her butt and her face heats up.

"I'm going on a diet." She says, rolling off of him.

"No! I like your butt!" He says and she lays on her side, her back to him. "It's all squishy and shit, it's nice."