Jay and Amy part 3




So I guess walking into the house late, no phone calls, and wearing men’s basketball shorts isn’t the right thing to do.
A little info on my parents so you’ll understand more. My mom’s name is Mary and she’s a white southern belle, she’s only 1 inch taller than me and has black hair. Her family is from old money, so very wealthy I guess. My dad’s name is Tony and he’s about 5’6 with black hair and he’s Vietnamese. He came from nothing but work hard to get to where he is today. My parents are very proud people and everything we have, they have earn it on their own.

“Does that short belong to a guy? mom asks me.
“Is that a hickey on your neck?!?” Dad shouts.
“Ahh…um…y..y..yes and y..yes.” Oh I did I mention, I have never gotten into trouble like at all.
“Who’s the boy? I’ll chop his ass up with a butcher knife, how dare he take advantage of my little girl?!” Dad says.
“I’m making that boy walk to the edge of the earth..barefoot! My little girl’s flower is at risk!” mom yells.

Oh did I mention that fights in my house were the most funniest thing to witness. Both my parents have a temper and dad has a mouth on him when he’s mad. Mom doesn’t like to cuss so it’s pretty entertaining watching them work themselves up.

“We’ll drive by his house first and scope it out, if it’s clear we’ll egg it to teach him a lesson,” mom says going into the kitchen.

“I’m getting the mayonnaise and ketchup, we’ll squirt it on his car, then if we have time, I’ll do his damn house’s windows too,’ dad says while opening the refrigerator.

“Omg! You guys! Don’t do that to Jay’s house and car, it’s mean!” I yell trying to get their attention.

“Jay? What kind of fucking name is that? What is he? Gangster? Emo? Fucking nerd?” Dad yells louder than me.

“Stop! Jay is my love at first sight guy. He’s hot, he has muscles, he must obviously work out cause they are like huge. He talks like a caveman but that just makes him even hotter, always talking in short sentences. But when he does talk a lot, it’ll blow your mind. But it seems like he only does it with me. He’s always looking at me like I hold the answer to solve world hunger. His eyes are always intense and that usually means he’s thinking about something. Oh and his eyes are green, not like poop green, more like light green. He’s half Asian and half black, so he’s like a light caramel color. He makes me nervous but it’s good and nice nervous. He gives me this confidence when I’m around him. I just….I’m….oh..my…god…love at first sight is real.”

And then I realize that I been babbling in front my parents. They’re both looking at me with tears in their eyes. They look at each other and nod once before putting away the eggs, ketchup, and mayonnaise.

“What was that nod about” I ask them.

“You guys are in a relationship, nothing more to say darling” mom answers me happily.

“Just promise me that he’ll wear a condom, I’m happy but I don’t want to be a grandpa yet” dad says happily too.

“Umm, eww. Jay says we’re going slow, so whatever that means.” I say angrily. Mom and dad break out laughing and walk out of the kitchen and up to their bedroom, leaving me in the kitchen alone.

After finishing my homework, it’s around 11pm. I thought about taking a shower but I was too lazy for it. I was heading for my bedroom when my phone dings with a message.

Jay: Open the door
Wait…What? Open my door? My phone dings again.
Jay: Babe, open the door
I go open my door and there Jay stands, still in his shorts and t-shirt.

“Tried to fall asleep, couldn’t. Realize I’m missing something.” Jay says to me.
“Did you really just come over here for your shorts? I told you that I’m keeping these.” I mean really? Are these shorts that important to him. I mean yeah they’re comfortable but it’s not really worth a car ride over here.

“Nope not shorts missing, you.”
“…what?”
“Bed lost it’s smell of you, now I can’t fucking sleep.” Oh wow, he came all this way just to sleep with me. Awe
“Um….”
“Parents saw?” Jay points to my neck where the huge damn hickey is.
“Yup, come in and I’ll tell you how they felt.”

Jay steps in and closes the door behind him and bends down and picks me up bridal style, I put my arms around his shoulders. I yelp a little but it’s pretty hot being this close to him. He walks into my bedroom and closes it with his shoulder, he deposits me down on the bed and climbs on top of me.
“Go on babe, talk.”
“Ahh…I’m kinda distracted now.”
“Babe.”
“Oh all right,” I cave and tell him about the eggs, mayonnaise, and ketchup.

Jay’s laughing so hard that he has to put his face in my neck to muffle himself. He finally looks at me and he looks beautiful, like a little kid who just had ate the last piece of cake. I lean up and kiss him, not a gentle one but a more excited forceful one. I push my leg up and I’m able to get Jay to his back. I climb on him before he’s able to recover. I pull his shirt up but he stops me by grabbing my wrists.

“We gotta talk before we do anything else.” Jay says softly to me. I nod and he proceeds to blow my mind away.

“First off, we got forever together. I believe in the shit so much now that I’m not scared anymore. Just cause we had some fun time today, don’t mean we gotta keep doing it. You set the pace on this babe, how fast and how slow is all up to you babe. You don’t wanna have sex till we marry, then we’ll do that, no argument. I’ll be pretty fucking moody though but I ain’t gonna be mad at you. But we ain’t gonna have sex anytime soon, I want you as ready and as comfortable as possible. Don’t feel bad it, I’ll fucking deal. I won’t ever stray on you, and you better not either or whoever you go to gets a whipping of his life.”

Jay pauses, and continues again; “You get the first part?”
I nod slowly. And Jay goes on again.

“Second thing, you take me for me. I don’t fucking change for shit. But if it’s that important to you, you’ll let me know and I’ll try my best. I know I’m gonna fuck up but I’ll try my fucking best for you. I’m no saint, I got a lot of fuck up things I know, I see, and I do. You wanna know, I’ll tell you. You don’t wanna know, I’ll still tell you, so you got a heads up before anyone use that shit against us. What we do is our business, but I know girls talk. Go ahead and talk, but I’ll keep our shit to myself. But If Jordan’s dumbass ask, I’ll probably tell his black ass.”

Jay pauses again, and I nod knowing he’s asking if I still understand.

“Last thing, some people hate how I talk. Can’t help that shit. Grew up like this, this is what I’m use to. I’ll try to talk better around you so you get it. I don’t fight unless I’m getting paid for it or if that person disrespects my family, my friends, and you. If someone fucks with you, let me know and I’ll handle that shit. If you don’t wanna do the dirty work, I got other broads who’ll do it for me as a friend, not as a fuck. If you wanna learn some moves, I’ll teach you. It’s hot when girls know what the fuck they’re doing. I got a lot of friends, they mean something to me. They have my back, i ain’t around, you let them know what you want and they’ll handle that shit. You ever need me for anything, fucking let me know. No doubt, no worries, no hesitation.”

Jay ends it and looks up at me. I’m breathing heavy from how much he said to me. He laid everything out for me and didn’t hold back.

“Okay babe, I get it.” I reply.
“Babe.” the way he just said has so much emotion behind it. Even if it’s only one word.
“Can I continue?” I ask him hopefully.

Instead of answer me, he lets go of my wrists and pull of his t-shirt. His tribal tattoo is looking up at me and it triggers something in me. It’s a little weird but I hope Jay doesn’t mind.

I lean down towards his left chest and lick across to his right chest. Jay flips me over on to my back and looks too serious.

“Time to sleep babe, like now.” Jay growls.
“Um…did I do something wrong?” I ask shyly back.
“Fuck no babe, that felt too fucking good.