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➳𝐙𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡➳
"Hebrew get out of my room!" I yell hearing my door open.
He doesn't respond but I hear him sit on the bed. I flush the toilet and wash my hands. I dry them on the towel and open the bathroom door. I gasp and jump seeing Menace sitting on my bed staring at me.
"Hoeeemygod. You scared the shit outta me." I sigh putting my hand over my heart.
Why all my niggas gotta be crazy?
"Why you ignoring me n shit?" He asks still staring at me.
"Why are you here, in my room?" I ask in alarm.
"Yo mom let me in, I told her you invited me." He answers.
"To be honest... I kinda forgot what I broke up with you over." I scratch my head.
"You can't 'break up' with me. You just stopped talking ta me." He shrugs.
"Whatever you say sir." I roll my eyes.
"Don't roll yo eyes at me." He mugs me.
"Or what?" I roll em again.
"C'mea." He stands up.
I look him up and down suspiciously before cautiously and slowly making my way to him.
"Roll em again." He lifts my chin up, making eye contact wimme.
Roll em again, he ain't running shit!
Instead I stare into his eyes. I look down at his lips and part mine before kissing him. He holds my waist letting me lead the kiss. I put my arms around his neck and he squeezes my ass.
"Ew."
My eyes snap open and I pull away seeing Hebrew looking at us with disgust and judgment mixed together on his face.
"What do you want?" I sigh.
"Who is he?" He mugs Menace.
"Myyyy..." I trail off, feeling Menace's glare.
"Boyfriend." I mumble.
"Ooooo I'm telling Shooterrrr." He smirks.
"Who Shooter?" Menace steps closer to me, breathing down my neck.
"That's one of my friends, he just got a crush on me that's all." I shrug.
"You like money lil nigga?" He turns to my brother who nods enthusiastically.
"I'a gih ya a hunid dollars ta tell me bout Shooter." He takes a roll of money out his pocket.
