"Shhh, it's going to be okay, Chanel." I say as she continues to cry in my lap. "You can't keep crying all day. We've got to unpack your stuff."

Since her and Brandon broke up, she packed her shit up and left his house last night. I have no idea where she went, but she ended up here early this morning so I told her to move her stuff in one of our guest rooms. I won't let my best friend be alone while she's going through a heartbreak caused by my dumbass boyfriend.

"Do you um know why Brandon did all that shit?" I ask, nervous about the answer.

"Yes, Milani. I know it was Drummer's fault, but that doesn't make it acceptable. Brandon should've known me better than that, but he wanted to listen to his dumb friend."

"Well in Drummer's defense, he thought you were cheating so he was trying to be a good friend by telling Brandon. We would do the same for each other if we thought one of us was being cheated on."

"Wowwww so you're on his side? I should've known this shit would happen. I shouldn't have even come here. I'll grab my shit and go!" Chanel says as she hops up trying to get her bags.

"Chanel, I'm not on his side. I was just saying because it's the truth and you know it. Yeah, Drummer went about it the wrong way, but his intentions were good. You're not going anywhere so calm down."

Chanel throws her bags back down and opens up the door, "I appreciate you for letting me stay here because I honestly don't know if I'm done with Brandon or not yet so I don't wanna waste my money on an apartment. I'm really tired and I would like to take a nap now." She says and motions for me to leave the room.

Rolling my eyes, I thump her forehead on my way out the door and walk towards Tae's room; knocking on the door. "Taeeee! Taeee! Open the door."

Listening closely, I hear him moan lowly, "fuckkkk keep going baby, she don't want nothing." I get a little offended until I realize he's getting head so I quickly sprint away from the door and go over to Drummer's man cave; typing in the code.

As soon as Drummer sees me, he puts his blunt out and keeps nodding his head to the music. plays loudly as I walk over to him and sit on the couch; looking at his red eyes. I'm still pissed at him, but his eyes turn me on.

"Milani, don't be coming in here without telling me. I don't want you to be exposed to the secondhand smoke. You gone have my baby fucked up." He says as he looks over at me, his eyes low as hell while he bites his lip. "Shit, you fine, baby."

A pool forms in my panties as I stare at his lips, trying to gain some self control. "M-my b-bad." I choke out as I take a deep breath.

Drummer smirks at me and pulls me on top of him, "Why you acting nervous?... You must be feeling sum type of way tonight?" He whispers in my ear.

My body betrays the way I feel as I shutter under his touch. His warm breath blows against my neck as he kisses it softly; licking and sucking. Wetness flows between my legs as he grabs my chin and makes me face him while he kisses my lips. He deepens the kiss and our tongues move in sync as he places my back flat on the couch; getting between my legs. Breaking the kiss, he lifts my shirt over my head and massages my now free breasts with his fingers.

He hovers over my nipples and gently bites each one, making me moan. I watch him closely as he licks down my stomach then takes my shorts and panties off in one swift motion; smiling at the wetness in front of him. Looking up at me, he keeps his eyes locked with mine as he runs his finger from my clit and back to my wet hole multiple times; making me moan softly.

"Mmm, please stop playing with me." I moan out, rubbing my nipples.

Drummer laughs lowly as he slides his first two fingers into me as slow as possible while rubbing my clit with his thumb. I moan as he picks up the pace and close my eyes, opening them when he grabs my throat. "Look at me, Lani." He tells me and picks up the pace. My juices flow down his fingers then he pulls out of me, sucking his fingers while he stares into my soul; making me even more wet.

My clit throbs rapidly as I reach up and pull his shirt over his head. I reach down towards his basketball shorts, but he stops me and makes me lay back down. "Nah, I got this." He says and I nod; biting my lips as I see his hard dick spring out of his pants.

I start fingering myself while he strokes his dick and watches me, his pre-cum running down his hand. He slaps my pussy twice and slowly slides halfway into me, pulling out and tapping it on me again; irritating me. The anticipation continues to build at my core as he does it again, still looking in my eyes. I try to grab his dick and put it all the way in but again, he stops me.

"Beg for it." He tells me as he slides all the way into me, making me gasp as my eye roll back. I don't say anything so he pulls out of me so slow that it leaves a trail from my cat to his dick; dripping onto the leather couch. "You heard what I said, Milani. Beg."

"Pleaseee baby, give it to me. I need it." I yell out.

Drummer puts his dick back in his pants and throws a pillow at my head. "You made me sleep on the couch." He says then gets up and walks out of the cave, leaving me wet and horny. I'm damn near bout to die from the sexual frustration.

After using a wet rag to clean the couch, I walk into the living room and see a girl coming out of Tae's room. She speaks to us then he walks her outside the door, coming back with a smile on his face.

"You got some pussy, boy?" Drummer asks, turning down the tv.

"Hell yeah."

"Drummer!! Don't be talking bout that in front of me! Tae, next time you're getting head you might wanna turn some music on and I hope you wrapped up. We don't need no more babies round here." I say with my arms folded.

"I got this, Lani. Ian hitting nothing without a rubber." He laughs and starts walking towards the kitchen. "Next time don't be coming to my door being all loud. Almost made me get soft."

I smack him in the back of the head then do the same to Drummer, making him glare at me. "That's for doing what you did in the cave."

"Mhmm I know. How Chanel doing?"

"How you think she's doing? She's fucked up about it and I know she wants him back. You need to fix it and promise me, you won't fix it by getting him to move on. That'll only help him, not Chanel. You owe it to both of them because they fixed us in New York."

"I promise. What you finna do?"

"I have to call the doctor to confirm my appointment for tomorrow then I'm gonna take a nap." I says as I snatch some of Tae's chips off his plate. "Damn fat ass." He tells me.

"I'm going with you. I wanna hear what the doctor got to say bout the baby. When I fix shit with Chanel and Brandon, you better gimme what I want."

"and what do you want?" I ask with my hands on my hips.

"Some pussy." He says and Tae starts fake gagging.

I smack Drummer in the back of the head, harder than before. "Nah, you good. I just tried to and you didn't want it." Not allowing him to say another word in front of Tae, I quickly walk back upstairs to our room.

Stripping out of my clothes, I walk into the bathroom to take a shower then change into one of Drummer's t-shirts and his boxers. I turn off the light and make myself comfortable in the bed, letting my tired eyes close.

After what seems like 5 minutes, I quickly wake up and run to the bathroom; throwing up my guts into the toilet. Wiping my mouth and brushing my teeth, I slip on some tights and grab my phone from the dresser; checking the time. I've actually been asleep for almost two hours.

Walking downstairs, I decide to go check on Chanel and as I'm nearing her door, I hear her moans as well as somebody else's. Swinging the door open, I see Chanel on top of MY MAN and she's rubbing his dick through his pants. The two of them turn around and face me, knowing they've fucked up. I quickly make the decision to remove myself from the situation because I feel rage all over my body.

Running back upstairs, I hear footsteps after me, but I just keep running until I'm inside the room; trying to catch my breath because I've never been this pissed in my life. My best friend and my fucking boyfriend. Knowing I need to leave this house, I start packing my suitcases as fast as I can.

"Milani, baby, where you going!?! Let me explain what was going on! I swear to God, I was tryna get that girl off me! I only went in there cause she got drunk and I heard her throwing up. I was just tryna check on her when she started tryna fuck on me and shit. BABY, PLEASE!!!" Drummer yells as he tries to stop me, but I give him a look not to touch me and he doesn't.

"L-Lani, It's t-true. I did try to fuck him. I didn't mean to. I-I'm just drunk and horny. I was just using him to replace my thoughts of Brandon. I am so sorry, Milani. Please don't go. It's not his fault."

Ignoring both of them, I keep packing until I'm finished.

"Bae, please say something. You can't just leave without hearing me out. I swear on my mama I wasn't finna fuck her. I wouldn't dare hurt you like that. You carrying my kid! I wouldn't put that stress on you pregnant or not!" Drummer says as he tries to grab me and I slap his hand.

Grabbing my bags, I carry them downstairs with Drummer and Chanel still following after me. Tae hears the commotion and comes out of his room, rubbing his eyes. "What's going on y'all? Milani, where you going?"

I put my bags into my car then walk back into the house and hug Tae tightly. "Tae, I love you like my own family and I hate to do this, but I can't be here any longer. I caught them about to fuck. Please take care of yourself and call me whenever you need me. I will always be here for you, forever."

Tae doesn't want to let me go, but he does, right before whispering in my ear, "Milani, take care of yourself. I love you too. Karma gone get their bitch asses."

As I'm walking out of the door, Chanel cries loudly as her and Drummer try to stop me again.

"Milani, I'm so sorry! You're my best friend and I fucked that up. I can't live with myself knowing that. You have to stay. Please just stay and I'll be the one to go!!"

"Nah, you stay and I'll leave so y'all can have each other. I don't care about none of the shit y'all saying. Maybe I'll go see what Brandon dick hitting on." I say before walking out of the door.

"Baby, come on now! You can't do this to me!! To us, to our family!!" Drummer yells as he chases me to my car, but I get inside and lock the door before he has the chance to grab me.

"FUCK YOU!!!" I scream as I pull off quickly.

As soon as I'm far away from the house, I call Brandon and break down in tears. My anger kept me from crying in front of them, but now I can't stop the tears from flowing.

"Milani, what's wrong?" Brandon asks, sounding worried.

I'm crying so hard that I can't even get my words out. Taking deep breaths, I finally force myself to form words. "Brandon, I-I need to talk to you. I have nowhere else to go!"

"I'm at home. Can you make it to me or you need me to come get you?"

"I-I can m-make it."

"Bet. Be safe, Lani and stay on the phone until you get here."

The drive to Brandon's house is completely silent besides me wheezing from crying so hard. He whispers sweet words to me until I make it. As soon as I pull up, he hangs up the phone and opens the door for me; pulling me into a hug. I don't even think I have any tears left until I feel them flowing onto his shirt. He rubs the back of my head and calms me down as we walk inside; sitting down on the couch.

"You ready to talk about it?" He asks, staring into my eyes.

"I guess so. You need to prepare yourself for what I'm about to tell you. I know you're hurting right now, but this will hurt you more than anything."

"Spit it out, Milani. You scaring me."

"Chanel came to our house this morning and I told her she could stay there for a while. After I woke up for my nap, I went to check on her and saw her in Drummer's lap. She had her hand on top of his pants, massaging his dick."

Brandon remains frozen trying to process what I said and when he finally does, he stands up and flips over his table, love seat, and breaks his tv. Screaming loudly, tears roll down his eyes as he collapses onto the floor; resting his face between his knees.

"Brandon, we gone be okay. We gone make it through this." I tell him as I wrap my arms around him and spend the next hour trying to comfort him, him doing the same to me.