What's up folks?!

What would you have done if you were in Carmon's shoes? Isn't that crazy?! Do you think he's in love with her?

Do you think Rena and Carmon will eventually settle their differences?

What about with Jessica? She can hold some grudges!

How do you think Tiffany is holding up through all of this?

What's Jana up to now? Let's catch up with the Gorillaz lover in this chapter of Screw Me Over! 😁

Anyway, please see the triggers that are in the summary of this story.

Alright, y'all! That's all I have! You may continue! 💜🤫

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Birthdays weren't a big deal for me. It was just another year of me growing older. Another year closer to death. A year closer to more checkups at the doctor's office. A year closer to being off my mom's insurance...if I'm not off of that already. That is something I need to check on. Going to the doctor is important, kids. Don't skip out on the doctor like the rest of us.

Wasn't 23 supposed to be Jordan year or something like that? Can someone even explain what that means?

Anyway, the ladies of 421 thought differently. Jessica, Rena, and Carmon celebrated my birthday like it was a national holiday. They wanted to do something with me and I had no intentions of stopping them.

Hell, they were practically the only family I had to do anything with anyhow.

Sitting on the couch, I wondered exactly what they were going to plan. As all of the possibilities went through my mind, my fingers ran down the strings that made my newly fixed guitar. When the guitar was taken up to the shop, they knew exactly who plucked the strings a little too hard. Carmon used to mess around with the manager there. Sadly, he can't give anyone discounts because they are on bad terms now. Stupid Heath.

Anyway, the tone coming from my precious guitar reminded me of an old song I'd play with an old high school band. We would only cover songs from our favorite artists. One of mine just so happens to be the Gorillaz and we played one of their most popular songs all of the time. They have a song for every kind of vibe you could think of and that's why I listen to them.

A Feel Good Inc. tone came from the guitar and, as I'm playing, my eyes fell on a peeping Carmon. Her dark brown eyes fell through an open crack into Rena's room. Her nosiness interrupted my guitar playing because I wanted to know what she was looking at.

Damn it, Nose. Keep letting these girls persuade you into being nosey and you will get bigger.

Standing up from the couch, I walked closer to her and something in me just wanted to scare the living shit out of her.

"Boo!" I said as my eyes watched a frightened Carmon jump in fear. I couldn't help but chuckle hard. My plan worked exactly how I wanted it to.

Placing her hand over her heart, she spat "Jana, you scared the fuck out of me! Damn it!"

"What are you doing peeping into Rena's room? If you want a piece, you gotta work a little harder, friend," I said biting my lip to conceal myself from chuckling again.

Carmon being frightened turned me on a little. She was sexy when she was frightened or mad, but Jessica would slice my neck if she knew my thoughts about her.

As I cleared my throat to clear the thoughts in my head, Carmon folded her arms and came out with "Trying to see if she's in a good mood. I have to ask her something."

My eyes looked through the crack and landed on a half-naked Rena pacing around her box of a room. What did she have to pace around about?

More than likely, Carmon was about to ask Rena if she could babysit Raina. Did she really think that Rena would do it? After the commotion that went on, they haven't really been talking.

Then again, she might. That's still her goddaughter and she'd do anything for her.

"You know what, Carmon? Why don't you just go in there and ask if you can suck a nipple instead of peeping inside?" I joked as Carmon gave me a sarcastic look and slapped me on the shoulder. The much-needed chuckle came out.

Even though they were on some bad terms, Rena still loved that little girl with all of her heart. I'm sure she wasn't going to refuse some quality with Raina because of an unnecessary feud between her and her goddaughter's mother.

Suddenly, Rena opened the door to her room and saw us standing by her door. A confused look came over her face as she asked, "What are you guys doing by my door?"

Carmon and I looked at each other in surprise. We didn't know what to say exactly. What would you say to your best friend if you were standing by their door like that?

"Well, Carmon wants to suck your tits," I said as my feet led me back into the living room. Looking behind me, a shocked face from Carmon came about. I couldn't help it. She couldn't deny that fact though. Carmon was a boob woman. She liked boobs.

"That was not what I came to your door for," Carmon spoke as she turned to a concerned-looking Rena.

"I'm sure it was to watch Raina. You haven't let me watch her in a while. Guess you had Keenan and his son keep you both company," Rena said as she folded her arms and walked away in frustration. Here we went again.

The tension was building up in the house and it had to die down. It was too much pressure. The vibe in the whole house was just off and it made me feel anxious.

"No. She was here with the ladies every time I saw him and that was only three times," Carmon stated as she followed Rena into the kitchen. Rena looked her up and down and gave her a disappointing look.

"Why do you want me to watch her? So you can go off and fuck around with him again?" Rena asked with a harsh tone. Carmon widened her eyes in disbelief.

I, on the other hand, placed my guitar in my lap and sat down on the couch. Maybe a soft tone could bring the good vibes back.

"I don't see how you care so much about this guy in the first place, Rena. He's not that special. His sex game is absolutely wack and he's not really doing anything to help himself. He's no good for you," Carmon spoke as I eased a soft tone into the atmosphere.

"You're one to talk! The guy you so desperately want is stuck in jail for almost killing you and your child! So what does that say about you?" Rena argued back.

"It says that I know how to pick hot men. Speaking of which, Keenan's not so hot-looking."

"More than likely, it says that you don't know how to keep a man around."

"Seriously, Rena? Why do you care so much about this bum anyway?" Carmon continued as she turned away from Rena.

"The same reason why you care so much for a monster who doesn't give two shits about you being alive or dead. You're just the pot calling the kettle black. At least the guy I was interested in didn't hurt me physically." Rena spoke going a little too far. Carmon gave Rena a look of disbelief and I tried playing my slow peaceful melody a bit louder.

Although she was upset, she didn't have to say that. In my opinion, Rena should get over this whole 'Carmon-fucked-my-grandpa-uncle' thing. This loser has two friends arguing over him. It's ridiculous.

At the same time, Carmon shouldn't be preaching to a congregation that she is part of. That's just my opinion that no one asked for.

"No, you just didn't...," Carmon called back in surprised. She looked at Rena and she was taken back.

I thought this would be my opportunity to change the mood in the room by playing a relaxing tune that I usually listen to. All this tension didn't make me feel well. Playing Empire Ants by the Gorillaz, I began singing part of the song.

As I sang, the girls stopped their debate and looked at me with confusion on their faces. There was just too much heat coming through the house and a calm was needed.

Repeating the beginning of the song over again, my eyes closed just to vibe with the lyrics. Remembering the Gorillaz lyrics, I continued singing:

"Where the emptiness we leave behind on warm air rising,

Blows all the shadows far away;

The falling alcohol empire is here to hold you,

Rolling out and haunted till it sleeps."

As my fingers continued strumming on to the peaceful melody, my feet tapped to the already known beat. My mind started to wander, letting my father enter my thinking space. The times before he went off to war.

He'd take me to the park and push me on the swings. We would slide down the slides together and dared anyone to bully his little jaybird. He'd open the door for me to go in before him, took me to father daughter dances, and we bonded over tons of indie and alternative music.

We would go get ice cream or go to the movies every time I made straight As. Not to toot my own horn, but that was often since I was always on the principal's list. After middle school, there was no telling what happened with that streak.

When we went to the movies, we would throw popcorn at each other if we got bored with the playing movie. One time, we got kicked out of the movie theater and we just laughed outside.

After he went off to war, things like that became only memories. They became more and more unfamiliar actions as my mother's consistent yelling and punishment became all I knew. That and her many boyfriends that came in and out of the house. They are one of the many reasons why I date only women.

A random smell of strawberry cake passed by my nose and my eyes opened instantly. The melancholy feeling that slowly crept up on me sped away as soon as my eyes widened. They had raised to my smiling baby girl holding an overly decorated strawberry cake with the number 23 candles in it.

As all the girls sang the traditional happy birthday tune, an overjoyed smile came over my face. Having all my friends together and my favorite kid here made my slight depression subside.

I thought about my only wish while closing my eyes tightly. My wish was for all of us to be close again. As soon as the candles were blown, I knew these ladies would split off and go their separate ways. They just wanted to be together for my birthday and support me. There was still some hostility lingering through our small circle and it needed to be stopped.

I wished for all of us to reconcile our differences and come back together as best friends. We argue, fuss, fight, and whatnot. That's what best friends are supposed to do. Best friends are also supposed to come back together and forgive. We've done it before, and we can do it again. As much as I'd like to stuff Tiffany in a box full of snakes and ship her off to China, I couldn't do that. I'd miss picking on her way too much.

As soon as I was about to blow out the candles, this little booger of a child jumped in front of me and blew out the candles. She then ran off laughing. Well, I was sure that she wanted all of us to come together too.

"RAINA!" the rest of the ladies hollered as she sat down on the couch with a smile on her face. This kid is so funny to me. She had some guts.

"Raina, those were not your candles to blow. It's not your birthday yet," Carmon said as she discussed the situation with her daughter. Giving her usual puppy dog face, she looked down at the floor.

"It's okay, Carmon. I'm sure we had the same wish," I winked at Raina as she giggled and nodded her head rigorously.

"Well, what did you wish for? Hopefully, it was for some new clothes," Tiffany insulted as she warmed up a bagel and put cream cheese on it. Typical basic Tiffany.

"She can't tell us what her wish is. We must hope and pray that it comes true. Whatever it is," Rena explained as she took the cake into the kitchen and put it in the refrigerator. She came back into the living room singing a rendition of the happy birthday song. What Rena calls "the black version". Everyone else joined in and started dancing goofy with Rena. Seeing all my friends together couldn't make me any happier.

"So, what are we doing this year?" Carmon asked as she sat on the couch and tucked her black hair behind her ear. I knew the perfect thing to do. We used to do it for Carmon and Tiffany's birthdays all the time as kids.

"I want to have a slumber party. We're watching a scary movie and Rena can't run away this time," I announced as everyone else sat down around me. Rena's eyes widened and she already looked around to find a place to hide out. There was no hiding this time. When we were kids, she always hid her face or hid her entire body behind the couch while the rest of us continued watching the movie.

"Oh, this is going to be funny. Rena, good luck," Jessica said patting her fearful cousin on the shoulder.

"We should make it a sexy one!" Carmon said biting her bottom lip in horniness. She always wanted to create an erotic party or event. She talked about this when we were teens as well. Surprisingly, I didn't want that. For once, I wanted to just wear regular pajamas and have fun like we used to.

Rena quickly covered Raina's ears as Carmon went on and on about dick pops and other dirty party favors. She obviously forgot who I was in a relationship with.

"Or, and hear me out on this, we could just wear our pajamas like we used to and just live in the moment?" Jessica suggested as her fine ass moved over by me on the couch. Just picturing my lover in some Betty Boop pajamas and her hair in pigtails turned me on.

Tiffany and Rena agreed with Jessica as my eyes fell over every curve Jessica had. For some reason, a sense of lust fell over me and I just wanted to eat my sweetheart up. She tasted great in the right places. It was official. I was pussy whipped.

"Then it's settled! We're having a good old-fashioned pajama party and sleepover. Good luck getting through that scary movie, Rena," Tiffany teased as everyone else laughed besides Rena. She rolled her eyes and facepalmed.

Biting my lip, I couldn't help but touch Jessica's thick thighs. My head leaned into the side of her head and my lips lightly touched her cheek. Her soft hands rubbed against the side my face and it turned me on even more.

Suddenly, a painful wail came from our little small friend which ruined my moment of lust with my girlfriend. Gotta love kids, right?

"What's wrong, Raina?" I asked with a sad look on my face.

Her gray eyes watched the rest of us as tears fell and she started with "But...but...I WANNA DICK POP!!!!!!"

As she continued crying, Rena comforted her with a hug and called Carmon out about her language around Raina. Suddenly, they got into a huge debate about their language and what we should be saying around Raina. I was halfway paying attention. Jessica took the other half of my attention by kissing my cheeks and touching my sides making me ready to do her on the couch in front of everyone.

Unfortunately, Tiffany interrupted and signaled for all of us to change into our pajamas. Rena put Raina to bed with a silly bedtime story and we watched a scary movie first. Rena bawled throughout the entire movie and covered her face. It was one of the funniest things I'd ever seen.

After the movie, we just danced together all night while drinking the rest of the wine that sat in the closet for Carmon and myself. All I remembered after that was kissing Jessica's soft lips and feeling all over her. That was it.

Something that I will forever remember is when we watched the movie and Tiffany poured a whole bowl of popcorn over my head. My throwing of popcorn started a whole popcorn fight because the end of the movie got boring. Just like my dad and I used to in the movie theater. It touched my hearts in so many ways that they wouldn't even understand.