On Us

by Nina.

You put yourself in this situation. You couldn’t bow out gracefully, you just had to be a sheisty ass bitch and now look at you. Still miserable and still second to that bitch that doesn’t even know a damn thing about you, but you can’t stand her. She ain’t did shit to you. You did all this to yourself. Be mad at you and you only.”

I been fucking with both of yall for years, and you know why she still has me?” He bent over in her face. “You know why? Because I. WANT. TO. BE. THERE! You can’t make a man be somewhere he don’t want to be, and you tried to do that with a FUCKIN baby and you sitting here mad at everybody else except the one person who got you in this situation, YOU!”

“On us?” Avery asked her with her pinky out this time. Ivy sighed, snatching her pinky, linking it with hers. “On us, hoe.”

When he dealt with too much at once, it clouded his mind, and he would end up making bad decisions. That couldn’t happen this time. Ivy needed him more than ever.

Avery made him feel good, like he was worth

something, like he was a likable person, and he wanted

her to keep giving him that feeling, so he wanted her...

Without thinking, she kissed him, and the feeling that went through their bodies was like an electrical current.

She had never felt anything like that before in her life. It felt like when he first said her name, but a million times better. There was no other way to describe it.

“It don’t matter what happens, okay? Who come and who goes. Babies no babies. I always got the both of yall. We for life. On us.”

What she shared with Lake was more profound than a love they didn’t know they had yet.

“I can't even explain what it feels like with you, A. Never felt like this.”

“Lake, you’re being intimate with me. We share feelings, laugh together, talk, sleep together without having sex. We kissed, and I don’t know what it did for you butttt…” He smiled wide, remembering that night. “That’s intimacy Lake, and you’ve never had any of that before? Not even with that girl?” He shook his head no.

don’t know. He… he makes me feel like…Ivy, I’ve never felt like this before.” Lake was something different. “All we did was kiss.”

“It’s always been her Chey, she my fate.”

Hearing Vant still talk about Ivy that way, seeing the look in his eyes when he did, finally convinced her that even back then, Ivy was his true love. She wasn’t some bitch he cheated on her with. Vant found his person and at a young age. It was nice to see, but jealousy was inevitable.

Everything with Lake felt so normal, like it was meant to be.

“You really want me, A?” He asked, and it was so much more than a question regarding what he could give her physically. Lake wanted to know if Avery wanted him.

Lake’s heart was present. His feelings were in attendance. Nobody ever made him feel

wanted.

This man made her feel like the moments they shared weren’t even real.

Avery was it, and if he determined that by the pussy, then so be it, he didn’t want anything or anyone else after this.

“Shut the fuck up, A,” Lake said, pounding her. Avery’s voice, her moaning was like soul-stirring music. It felt like the base of the organ playing during a funeral that made your chest feel the loss of death that occurred. Lake’s chest, the organ inside, was pounding to the music escaping her lips. Instead of the feeling of losing something, Lake felt he was gaining everything. He felt better the more she allowed him to have her.

“Don’t think about it. I got you.”

She was his drug of choice for the night, and her effects were relaxing him more than any weed he’d ever smoked. This high, he didn’t want to come down from.

“Avery…you really drawlin now. I ain’t did shit you didn’t want me to. You mad at

me for nothing. You having to go home to that lame-ass nigga not my fault.”

Ivy was hurt that she had to find out the gender of her niece with everyone else. Avery was her sister. Some things she did keep from her because she knew that Avery was sensitive, but for the most part, she shared everything with her sister. She knew boundaries would be set within their relationships, but this was just unacceptable. Ivy felt like Ky did it on purpose to spite everyone who did care about Avery. She was sick of him but pissed that Avery was letting him change her.

Lake is something I can’t even explain.”

don’t know what my children are because this woman loves you more than she loves me. I know some niggas might feel some type of way about that, but how my baby loves someone she cares about is the purest shit I ever seen in my life. I would never try and taint that. Now, I know you got your life and that nigga, but if a man really love you, he would encourage your love with your sister, your family. Not distance you from it. Especially right now with y’all both being pregnant. But he don’t; he let you sit and do whatever it is that you do that keeps you away from her.”

“I do. I want you. I don’t know what that even means…I ain't ever felt this way before, but I know I want you.”

“You put that on us, Vant? On us, that’s all that happened?”

“On us, babe.”

“I mean…whatever this is I’m feeling, it won’t go away.”

“Like I can feel her in my fuckin bones. Shit piss me off some time. And all her crazy ass did was make me laugh, bro.”

“Lake, I know that I’m in a fucked up situation and you happening came out of nowhere for me. You just…you’re so you…and I don’t think I can keep staying away anymore.”

“Exactly what I said. I like you. I want you. I want you all the time. You giving me that pussy, it’s mine. I tried to let you make the decision on your own, give you time, but you wanna keep moving all crazy, so I gotta give you some order.”

“You got me.” “On us?” she asked him with her pinky out, and he looked confused.

“When me and Ivy need to know that we mean something or that we’re not bullshitting and being a hunnid with one another, we put it on us because we mean something and putting it there, let’s us know we’re honest enough to never lie to each other. We value our relationship as sisters.

Basically, for you and me, we like each other enough to set it in stone. To put whatever this is we are saying, whatever we are trying to establish between us, on us. I am important to you, and you are important to me.” Avery felt like she wasn’t explaining herself well. It seemed kind of a silly thing, but they had kept it up since they were kids, and it stuck with the...