Power Trip | NBANARDO

thirteen

"Her tone wasn't shit nice." Kentrell said gruffly the memory beginning to grind on his nerves.

"I can't say yours was either."

"Now you see how fast y'all judged each other."

"I feel like she judged me more-"

"Shut up, Trell." Horace said through gritted teeth his boyfriend shrugging with nonchalance.

"Thought we was just bein' honest."

"If we bein' honest I was grillin' you, I love brother and I'm gonna always be critical of anyone who shows up in his life because I done seen what he's been through."

"That's fair I ain't tellin' you not to do that." He shrugged, "All I can say is it's a better way to do it."

"I did it the way I know how and if you ain't comfortable with that I don't know what to tell you."

"So just fuck my feelins' huh?"

"Did I say anythin' about your feelins' nigga?" She bit back Kentrell snarling at her.

"Y'all not finna argue in front of me!" Horace intervened, Kentrell huffing.

"You see how she talkin' to me and you allowin' it!"

"You not bein' respectful towards her either so what the fuck I look like-" He took a deep breath, reeling in his tone and his thought process."This is the best I'ma gonna get."

It was the only conclusion he could come too and it made him angry. Anger that he needed to control.

"You want us to hug or somethin'?"

"What's the point we ain't get nowhere." He mumbled neither party wanting to continue the conversation.

"I'll just go." Kentrell said standing up from the kitchen table, Horace following behind. 30 minutes of arguing and wasted time.

"I'll see you out."

His boyfriend leaned down expectantly and Horace moved his face away. The older sucked his teeth, pouting.

"You ain't finna kiss me?"

"I ain't pleased with you right now."

"I don't like leavin' with you mad at me."

"I don't like how you acted so I guess we both don't like things."  Kentrell sighed then holding up Horace's chin. He gazed into his eyes apologetic- not for standing his ground but for disappointing his lover.

"You know I love you."

"I know," Horace melted a bit, leaning in to give him a quick peck. "I love you too."

He sent the man on his way after that going back inside to face his sister.

"That ain't go how I wanted."

"I'm sorry it didn't,"She exhaled softly,"Horace, I'd never tell you how to live your life."

"I feel like you about too."

"No, just listen."Maia leaned into her palm,"You remember Princeton?"

Horace face scrunched up his sister's ex boyfriend flashing in his head. Their relationship could've been described in a multitude of ways, none good

"Yeah."He frowned harder, "Never liked that nigga."

"But I loved him."She shook her head, "Shit sometimes I still think I love him."

"Maia."

"I say that to say whirlwind love is dangerous, and you enterin' somethin' serious very fast."

"We been together for a couple of months now, we way past anythin' bein' fast."

"I don't know when you got with him but to me it's lookin' like the second you started going to anger mangement." He didn't feel like calculating the dates and personally thought she didn't care either, she just wanted to lecture.

"Why can't you just be happy for me?"

"Nardo, I am happy for you."She said clearly,"You just remindin' me of myself."

"The stupid version of yourself?" Maia frowned at his question, blinking.

"Was that fuckin' necessary?"

"I'm just askin' cause shit that's where the conversation feel like it's goin'."

"I'm just tryin' to let you know from my experience-" He scoffed, letting his irritation get the best of him again.

"And in your experience you've made stupid mistakes right? And this a stupid mistake?"

"Don't put words in my mouth."

"It's always someone tellin' me I need to either be careful or let myself enjoy somethin' good," He threw his hands up in the air, frustrated,"Which y'all want me to fuckin' do?"

"You do whatever is best for you."

"Seems like I can't without gettin' criticized."

"I'm goin' to bed, make sure you take medicine."

"Horace." Maia tried again but he ignored her placing the pill and a glass of water on the table.

"Goodnight."

Sitting up in his room, Horace rolled a blunt his irritation festering. He wasn't exactly mad at his sister but he wasn't happy with her.

He wasn't happy with Kentrell either because neither could put their pride to the side for him. Why was he, the youngest adult in the room trying so hard to be the mature one and why weren't they just getting with the program.

"What am I doin' wrong?" He asked himself aloud not getting an answer back.

okay thoughts?
I feel like everyone being a bit childish but thats what happens when folks refuse to listen 😭😭.

Anyway thank you so much for reading my lil book! I love you ever so much.