"nah you good shorty" he said slapping my hand.

if he was to go missing would anyone really care?

i looked at him as tears filled my eyes.
"why would you go that"

"i know yo ass ain't finna cry"

"shut the fuck up cause that shit hurt"

"ian even hit yo ass hard"

"let me out this car bitch"

"chill out with that"

"lemme connect to the aux then i'll chill out"

"mane here, being annoying and shit" he said handing me the aux with an attitude.

"yea better had with yo dumbass" i said laughing

"you bipolar or sum cause yo ass was just crying"

"no i'm just a really good actress"

"just play yo shit and shut the fuck up"

i pushed his head while sucking my teeth.

"let's see what's niyah gonna playing tonight?" i said to myself.

i went to my playlist and began to play "pull up" - kaash paige.

i began to sing a long to the song while looking out the window. it weird because just like when i first met him i felt safe in his presence.

"we can keep it lowkey like we on probation, when you pull up you start acting complicated" i sang aloud while feeling the music.

"now we in the backseat creamed out they caucasian. turn the music to the max playing motivation". smeezy joined in causing up to sing together.

i turned to music down beginning to look at him.

"what you know bout this" i asked laughing

"i know a lot about it baby" he said smirking a lil

"man whatever" i said turning the music back up.


"where you from" he asked while breaking his chicken wing

"chicago"

"why you move here then"

"my aunt thought it was best for me to get out you know"

"your parents still in the chi or they moved too"

i sighed thinking about the question because my parents are a touchy subject for me.

"nah, i moved in with my brother"

"so they still there"

"nah they... they umm"

"it's okay you don't have to answer if you don't want too"

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