Jazmine and Cindy were back on good terms, for the most part. Cindy wasn't nearly as supportive as Jazmine wanted her to be, but it was enough that they were talking and Cindy didn't want to punch Huey's face in every time she saw him.
"I'm sorry how many girls has he been with?" Cindy backtracked, looking up from her phone to stare Jazmine right in her eyes. "Are my… are my ears broken? 22? As in eleven plus eleven? As in thirty minus eight? Oh no… ohhhh no."
Jazmine shook her head and started, "Cin-"
"Ah uh, no! Don't you dare 'Cin' me. Huey is community dick! You can't be with no community dick."
Now on a most basic level, this went against everything that Jazmine personally believed in. She was a sex positive person, she wasn't going to shame Huey about how many people he had been with. Especially behind his back.
But she would be lying if she didn't agree with Cindy. Even if it was only partially. Huey was community dick. But he was also Huey, and Huey was who she wanted. So she'd have to put that to the side and learn to deal with it.
"I need you to not be so negative about it Cindy. I really think that I can make things work with him. And you're my best friend, I need you to think about me." Jazmine admitted. She really just wanted Cindy to not be so aggressively pissed off at Huey.
"And I can get that. But I know that you deserve someone who, at the very least, can take a second and think about what he sticks his dick in! And he was obviously fucking raw." Cindy was trying her best not to be mean. She didn't have anything against Huey, and she was sure that he was pretty decent under all the fuckboy tendencies that he had, but Jazmine deserved the absolute best.
Cindy had a lot of friends but Jazmine was one of the few that she knew that had her shit together and was a real one. She couldn't let some guy, especially not one that she knew, hurt or mess with Jazmine like that.
"And he hasn't been in a relationship at all. It's not like he's a cheater. Who says he won't be good to me? Why don't you give him a chance!? We're all friends, anyways. I don't see the big problem." Jazmine shook her head. She felt a headache forming.
"Okay," Cindy said monotonously as she unlocked her phone and tapped on Instagram. "I'm not bout to argue with you Jaz. So okay."
"I think we should just hang out another time. Because I know if you started talking to Riley I would support you 100% until I had proof that I shouldn't do otherwise." Jazmine tried to keep her tone level because she didn't want to start an argument.
"You're telling me to leave?" Cindy scoffed. "And stop bringing Riley up cause I don't want his ass."
"You and I both know you're lying out your ass right now. Stop playing and maybe you'd and Riley could get a chance to give things a chance. But every time he comes around to it you throw it in your face that you're talking to some other guy. Maybe that's why you're stuck!" Jazmine huffed out.
Cindy immediately stood up, grabbed her bag and started to leave. Jazmine started to apologize but Cindy flipped her off and walked out of the room. It wasn't until Jazmine heard the front door close that she took a deep breath. Maybe she shouldn't have gone that far…
She grabbed her phone and started to text Huey, can I come over?
It took him a few minutes to reply, not home rn but I'll be home in a while. I think Riley and granddad are home tho.
Okay, I'll see you when you get home then
Jazmine grabbed a pair of socks and shoes and then left to head across the street. Her mom was in the living room going back and forth between watching tv and working on her laptop.
"Where you going, sweetie?" Sarah glanced up to look at her daughter.
"Across the street to the Freeman's, I'll be back soon though," Jazmine said as she continued on her way to the door.
"You've been spending a lot of time over there lately," Sarah questioned gently, "anything going on?"
"Oh… uhm, not really! But I'll see you when I get home! Bye!" Jazmine squeaked as she ducked out the front door before her mom could say something else. She had been spending a lot of time over at Huey's but she wasn't really ready to say anything to her mom yet, because then she'd tell her dad and then her dad would act all weird.
She crossed the street over to the Freeman's house where Riley was in the driveway practicing basketball. As soon as he noticed Jazmine he stopped to talk to her, "Huey not here right now."
"Yeah, I know. Maybe I was coming to talk to you?" Jazmine chastised. She wasn't here to talk to Riley but it never hurt to talk to him.
"I know you lyin but whatever," Riley smirked and sat down on the ground, patting the sidewalk next to him for Jazmine to take a seat. "What you been up to?"
"BuT wHaTeVeR," Jazmine mocked him. "Not much… Cindy was over but we got into this argument."
"Oh, forreal? About what?" Riley tried to act like his ears didn't perk up at the sound of Cindy's name. They were cool, but it had been tense and it wasn't the norm.
"Mostly Huey, and you, actually. Is everything okay with you and Cin? It's been kinda weird since that morning. Is there anything that I can do to help?" Jazmine avoided looking at Riley and twisted the bottom of her shirt. She wasn't sure how much Huey had said anything to any of the guys. They had agreed to keep it lowkey but… she had told Cindy so she wouldn't blame him if he did.
"Man, Cindy gets on my fucking nerves. I always think we cool and then she go talking out her neck. I really fuck with her but she always rubbing the fact that she talking to some nigga in my face like I'm pressed about what another nigga doing. Fuck that, she play too many games and I'm tired of that shit.," Riley snapped. Jazmine hadn't even expected such a response that she felt like she almost got whiplash from how upset Riley had gotten.
"You don't think you did the same thing?" Jazmine questioned softly. She had obviously heard Cindy's side of things and how she felt about Riley but even though she cared about Riley, she never asked him how he felt about the back and forth.
"Do the same thing?" Riley sucked his teeth, "I don't talk to you or Cindy bout who I'm messing with, I always keep that shit lowkey. Now if you hear something, I can't do nothing about that. But as soon as I piss Cindy off she be like "oh, I'm talking to so and so". Good for you. Lemme know how messing with that lame nigga go."
"So, does that mean that you want to be with her?"
Riley just shrugged and said, "I fuck with her heavy. That's it. I'm not pressed over what does or doesn't happen. But you and Huey. Y'all doing a little something something or what?"
Jazmine rolled her eyes and blushed, "No, shut up Riley. I'm going inside."
Jazmine followed through and got up to head inside. She ignored the fact that Riley was talking about her and Huey getting it on. Mr. Freeman wasn't anywhere in the living room or kitchen, so she headed upstairs to Huey's room to wait for him to get home.
It felt weird being here without him. It wasn't as if she hadn't ever waited for him in his room before but after everything that had transpired recently, it just felt different. Besides, she couldn't even look at his bed, let alone sit on it, without imagining that evening when he ate her out and had her pulling on his hair.
She bit her bottom lip and texted him that she was waiting for him. He replied moments later saying he was on his way and would be home in a few. Jazmine spent that time on her phone, scrolling through Instagram and Twitter, just trying to find some people to talk to. She wondered what Huey was doing in the first place since he never clarified and she never asked.
She heard the front door open and close, then Huey's familiar deep voice say something that she couldn't decipher. She spun around in his desk chair as he made his way upstairs and as she was spinning, he appeared in the doorway. Her eyes trailed over him slowly as she stopped herself from spinning.
He was shirtless, wearing basketball shorts and his white Air Force One's. He took his backpack off and dropped it on the floor. "Were you waiting long? I didn't know you were gonna come over."
Jazmine stopped ogling over Huey long enough to reply, "No, only for a little. I was talking to Riley. Where were you?"
"With Ceez and Hiro," Huey answered as he noticed how hard Jazmine was staring at him, "a picture would last longer."
Jazmine blushed and rolled her eyes, "Sorry! You look good."
She couldn't really help herself. Huey just looked so good. His skin was always great but that sun had done him good and he was a deeper brown than usual. He just walked in all shirtless, skin and muscles all scrumptious. What did he expect?
"You look good," Huey took his shoes off and put them in his closet before walking over to Jazmine. He took in how she looked in her Soffe's and t-shirt. He loved how her thighs spread out and accentuated her frame. "Are you gonna stay longer this time?"
Jazmine stood up so she could hug him since it felt weird to just sit down and stare at him. As she was going in to hug him, he grabbed her hip with one hand and leaned in to kiss her deeply. Once he pulled away she shrugged, "I dunno. My mom saw me leave."
"So? I can order something and we can do a movie night," Huey slid his hand down to cup her ass.
"I feel like you have an ulterior motive," Jazmine laughed, pulling away from him and going to sit on his bed. Huey followed suit but pushed her on her back gently and climbed over so he hovered over her.
As he kissed her lips and all on her neck, "If you're saying that I want you then yeah I have an ulterior motive."
She instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips and arms around his shoulders. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh?" Huey said, matter-of-factly, before pressing himself against Jazmine so she could feel how hard he was.
"Wow, already? You're easy to turn on, aren't you? Does that mean you finish fast, too?" Jazmine teased, despite the fact that she felt tingles rushing through her body.
"Are you saying I can't last?" Huey scoffed, knowing what kind of game she was playing. He was still gonna play into it though, cause he would fuck her with every ounce of his soul if that's what she wanted.
"I didn't say anything. You did. Besides you stink," Jazmine pinched her nose and made a face at Huey. He didn't stink, but he smelled like sweat. Besides, his door was wide open and what if his brother or his granddad walked by?
"Damn, that shit hurt," Huey muttered as he got off of her and stood up. "I'll go shower then, be right back."
Jazmine took the time while Huey was in the shower to try and relax. She just knew deep down that she'd be spending the night but she didn't want to give in to her wants so easily. Fifteen minutes later Huey was out the shower and back in his room. Jazmine didn't fail to realize that he had closed the door behind him this time. He still hadn't bothered to put a shirt on but this time, all he had was a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Don't you have clothes?" Jazmine grabbed the remote to try to focus on the TV and not how the towel was just barely hanging off his hips.
"They're in my room," Huey replied as he walked over to his dresser to pick some clothes out.
"Are you gonna get dressed right in front of me?" Jazmine tried to act annoyed but the smirk on her face told it all.
"This is my room so… yeah. I don't have anything to be ashamed of," Huey shrugged as he pulled out some basketball shirts and a pair of boxer briefs.
"I didn't know you changed in front of all your guests," Jazmine didn't even glance in his direction as she tried to control the blush that was spreading across her face. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Huey grab his stuff and walk out of the room. While he was gone, she flipped through Netflix to try and find some stuff that they could watch when Huey's phone buzzed five times in a row.
Her hand twitched. She took a deep breath and leaned over as far as she could without moving physically from her spot on the bed. She could see the name Alexia, but she couldn't see the messages. Jazmine ran through the girls that Huey had briefly been with within the past few months and Alexia was definitely the name of one of them. She felt her heart sink just a little bit.
Huey came back in, still shirtless but wearing his basketball shorts and a pair of socks. He closed the door behind him and sat down next to Jazmine.
She continued to nonchalantly flip through the movies, "Your phone vibrated a few times… seems important?"
"Oh okay," he grabbed his phone and looked at the message. Jazmine tried her best to stare at him from the side as inconspicuous as humanly possible but it was straining her eyes like a bitch. Once he started typing, Jazmine could only guess that it was to reply to Alexia, which made her tear up immediately.
"Was it important?" Jazmine asked, unable to mask the cracking of her voice.
"Huh? Is something wrong?" Huey looked at her, "Are you crying? For what?"
"Alexia," Jazmine muttered as she gestured to his phone, "She texted you. I know that you were talking to her a few months ago… I thought that I told you not to make me look stupid and I'm literally right here and why the fuck would yo-"
Huey cut her off immediately, "I did talk to Alexia a few months ago."
"Yeah, I know. Which is why I'm upset!"
"I wasn't done talking. I did talk to her a few months ago. I don't talk to her anymore. I can't make her not text me, Jazmine. I'm not doing nothing to make you look stupid." Huey tried to reassure her. She could hear the annoyance seeping through his voice but he was trying his best to sound as understanding as possible. How could he blame her for thinking the worst?
"I know you can't make someone stop texting you," Jazmine mumbled, a little ashamed.
"Alright so, you have to trust me. Right? Even if it's just a little," Huey took a deep breath. He could see that Jazmine wasn't convinced though, despite her nodding her head. "You want to see what I said?"
"Isn't that a bad way to start things off?" Jazmine asked though it was more a statement than a question.
"I want you to trust me." Huey unlocked his phone and pulled up the messages before handing it to Jazmine. The last message before today was sent from Alexia, one that Huey hadn't even replied to. Then the five messages were her asking if they could meet up Saturday or Sunday because her family would be gone and that she had been thinking of him lately. All Huey replied was 'No, I'm busy' which she left on read.
Jazmine nodded and handed the phone back to him quickly. "Okay. I'm sorry."
"It's fine," Huey shrugged. He put his phone face down on his nightstand and turned on his side to face Jazmine. "We good?"
"Yes," Jazmine nodded and tried to hide her smile. "I'll stay the night, by the way. But no funny stuff."
"No funny stuff," Huey put his hands up to feign innocence, "what're we gonna eat?"