next time you calling me away from some pussy in the middle of the night because one of your” men” jumping on your ass like your last “man” was doing” Darien said walking to the door.
“ You didn't even have to go there Darien! I'm going to let you come stay.” Trendi said humbled by the reminders Darien had just thrown at her about the fact that though he really was an asshole, anytime harm had come her way Darien had always stepped in to protect her. Trendi knew a lot of the fights they had gotten into as young kids had been due to him. Though he'd just started living as a woman five years ago he'd always known he was gay. Hung around and related more to girls than boys. Trenton had always been clearly feminine .So when the teasing began some of it would be directed towards Darien since they were only 18 months apart. Other kids trying to question Dariens sexuality as well and asking was he a” fag” like his brother. Darien handled it with his fists so the teasing never lasted long. Trendi or Trenton as he was known back then wasn't so lucky. Despite hating the way his brother was Darien always took up for him if anything got physical or he heard anyone had been harassing Trenton.
“ Go ahead and bring your stuff over Darien. Clothes only Darien. Seriously I do not have a lot of room over here. Also I don't give a damn what kinda hard times you going through your ass catching two bills up in this piece ! So what are you paying ? Electric and cable?. Don't no one stay for free up in this muthafucka !” Trendi said. “ OK I'll be by later with some of my stuff.” Darien said walking out the door.
A New Day. New Beginnings.
Jazzlyn laid next to Tyson not wanting to open her eyes. Once again she thought this man can turn my nights from shit to sugar she thought, a smile crossing her lips. I don't want to wake up and face the day. I could stay wrapped up in this man forever Jazzlyn thought. Is this what making love is? She wondered to herself. Darien is the only man I've ever been with, and now that I have something to compare him too. I was definitely missing out on some things. A connection. How did I go four years with someone and not have a connection beyond just the basic physical ? Jazzlyns mind wandered to the first moment Tyson was inside her and he whispered to her “ You're mine Jazzlyn. If anyone ask you better let they ass know this is me now.” and all I could do is moan yes he felt so good. Jazzlyn stretched and attempted to sit up when Tyson pulled her back to him. “ Where you going? Stay with me” Tyson said “ It aint like you have to drive home. You're five steps away. Plus you feel too good. In more ways than one” Tyson said laughing.” I know right ?” Jazzlyn said snuggling back up with Tyson. “ Now tell me about your sister...that's a sista?” Jazzlyn asked. “ Well, my birth mom and my mom were best friends. My birth mom died in a car accident when I was three years old. My mom already had a custody agreement set up her will done and all that stuff beforehand. My donor dad left my mom and I before I was even one. So that's pretty much it. I know it seems crazy to a lot of people but yeah,I'm white. My entire family is black. That's just the way my life is. So the next time you see me with a black woman, don't assume anything is going on....She might be my cousin!” Tyson said laughing. “ Seriously she might be. I also have another sister Nicole and of course my mom. All beautiful black women. My dad passed away four years ago.” Tyson said. “ He was a great man. I miss him every day.” Tyson sat up “ Be right back” he said getting out of the bed and walking to the bathroom. Jazzlyn watched him walking “ You have a beautiful body you. I'm sure you've heard that before though.” Jazzlyn said. “ Thank you. So do you. I know you've heard that before. Coming over here in that tight,short white dress to cuss me out “ Tyson said laughing. “