“Man, what the fuck, bro!” I groaned. “The fuck you want, man?”
I didn’t give her a chance to respond before I got up and went into the bathroom. It felt like I hadn’t peed in days and I wasn’t thinking about Lani’s ass. After I emptied my bladder, I washed my hands and face and made it back to my room where she was now sitting on the edge of my bed, flipping through channels. I walked over to her and slapped the remote out her hand.
“The fuck you wake me up for, lil’ ugly ass boy?” I joked.
Slapping me back, she picked up the remote and continued scrolling.
“What hoe you been with last night?” she pried.
I scratched at my chin before I responded. “Shit, I’on know her name. All I know is her throat was deep as fuck.” I smirked.
“You’re disgusting.” She frowned. “You need to settle down and start having some kids and shit. I’m ready to be the fine auntie while I’m still young,” she sassed.
“Well, you already out of luck, because you’re ugly as fuck.” I took off running as I laughed. I knew her little ass was going to throw some shit at me.
We ended up in the kitchen, and I noticed Kendra had been here and prepped my food for the rest of the week.
“You let Kendra in?” I asked as I took the top off of the blackened salmon, garlic herb jasmine rice and roasted sweet potatoes.
“Yeah, I let that hoe in, and she wasn’t too happy to see me either.” I saw my sister roll her eyes, and I laughed because she hated Kendra because she knew I fucked her and Kendra hated that I didn’t fuck on her when my sister was around. I’d never entertain a hoe as long as my sister was in my presence.
“Why you hating, sis?” I laughed.
“Keep on and watch your dick fall out.”
“You need to stop saying shit like that.” I frowned.
“Anyway, after training in the morning, you have that segment to do at the news station. Then you need to look over the documents for the youth center, so they can finalize things,” I listened as Ailani (Eye-Lani) ran down the shit I needed to do and I got a headache. My sister was my assistant because she naturally stayed in my business, so I might as well pay her for it.
“You can look over that shit, and I’ll sign off on whatever after Mani looks at it,” I said between bites.
“I swear I need a raise.”
“Nigga, you don’t spend the money I pay you, so the fuck you mean?”
“It means just what I said, now hurry up and eat so I can finish going over this schedule with you.”
Groaning, I finished my food and listened to my sister go over shit I cared not one fuck about. All I wanted to do was play ball, make my money and fuck these hoes. All that other shit was irrelevant to me.
***
I was up at the crack of dawn the next day because I had team training. By the time I got up and out the door, the sun was justpeeking through the clouds. When I pulled up to the Cannon Hills Performance Complex, or the CPC, most of the team was already inside. I nodded at the security guard before heading inside and into the locker room. When I got in there, my boy, Ja’Kobe, was still inside.
“Wassup... wassup,” he greeted with a handshake.
“Ain’t shit. You just getting here?” I asked, placing my bag in my locker.
“Nah, I just came to get my knee brace. I’on know why I thought I could do that shit without it.”
Kobe fucked up his knee awhile back, and lucky for him, it wasn’t fucked up long term, but he still had to rehab it.
“Yo’ goofy ass should’ve known better.” I smirked as we walked out together.
Once we made it to the weight room, everybody was in place. I headed toward the bench press.
“You got me?” I asked Kobe as I sat on the bench and tightened my gloves.
“Yeah, nigga,” he blurted. “Sit your weak ass down,” he joked as he walked to the back of bench.
