Forbidden Desires

So, its been a while. Sorry for that. It's the covid. Quarantined and tired life sux. So well, recently we were tested positive, thats the reason I havent been writing often.

Jammy walked out of the room to look for a cigarette as Scarlett slept in his bed. He did not regret what had happened between them per se but he was worried how this would reflect on him in Aiyana’s mind. As he walked down the stairs he saw a couple in deep embrace. The girl was wrapped around the guy; it was a sweet moment, which made Jammy smile. He wanted something like that someday.

It was not until the girl raised her head that he realized that the girl was Aiyana. That was what wiped the smile right off his face. His Aiyana was with another man. He was aware of all her sėxuȧŀ trysts but she seemed different. When she looked at the man she seemed different. Her little eyes sparkled.

Jammy always thought that when Aiyana was ready to get into a serious relationship it would be with him. He would sweep her off her feet. That on countless occasions that they had sėx would someday amount to something.

He was about to leave when he heard her slurred voice calling out to him.

“Jammy! Come on over!”

Jammy walked to the two overhearing the man trying to convince Aiyana to get down and have proper conversation with him instead of making him awkward but Aiyana stood her ground. He sighed and relented when she told him that Jammy had already reached them.

“Jammy… this is Chris Howard. He is my boyfriend. Baby why don’t you turn around and say hi.”

Jammy knew he would hate this man despite it not being the poor man’s fault. Jammy hated everything about him. The man was the same height as Jammy’s which made him around 6’3. He had rich golden blonde hair that looked effortlessly messy like he woke up like that. He probably did. It stuck out in every direct and had a few strands of brown between them like his hair could not decide which color they wanted to be. He had chocolate brown eyes, which a few shades lighter than his. And high roman cheekbones. He looked well-built not overly muscular and was currently sporting an apologetic smile.

With one hand still around Aiyana’s waist supporting her weight he extended the other to shake Jammy’s hand.

“I am sorry about this. She is a stubborn everything. Nice to meet you Jammy.”

Jammy watched Aiyana bury her face again his neck as Chris spoke.

“She is sleeping in my bed. But, well she is not appropriately dressed at the moment. Give me a moment I will help her get dressed and bring her with me.”

“I want to come too.” Aiyana slurred.

“Baby you’ll only get in the middle.”

“I want to go.”

“Mi amour no…”

Aiyana removed her face from his neck and looked at him in the eyes and said, “Did I tell you how hot you are when you speak French?”

Jammy saw Chris wave his hand into hurrying me to leave and get Scarlett while Aiyana was still distracted.

“Yes you did my little kitten.”

“I still…”

Jammy hated him.. He was defiling his beautiful girl.