"girl," she chuckles a little, dragging her sleeve over her eyes. "it's not- it's not your fault."
"you right.." i mumble. "do you want a hug?" i ask after some seconds.
she wave me off, sleeve still wiping away tears. "no, i-it's fine." aaliyah moves to the other sink. "i have tryouts in a few. no use in crying, i'll be fine."
"ok,"
so for the next ten minutes, i stay in my spot as i watch aaliyah throw some handfuls of water on her face, also attempting to fix her hair in a ponytail, too.
while i watch her. i think. i think about her cousin, i think about her memory loss, and i think about the possibility of her remembering everything that happened with us.
if she remember, she will not want me around and that won't be good.
i need to be around her. i'm not in a mood like how i was. i feel like i'm better. i know i'm better.
if i wasn't, i'd be putting my hands on her every chance i get. if i wasn't, right now i'd be thinking about all the ways i could make her hurt with all the random shit in this bathroom. but i'm not thinking about none of that.
i'm not, i'm better and her parents need to know that 'cause i don't wanna go to jail.
aaliyah turns to me, flashing me a soft smile. she swing her ponytail a little. "what do you think?"
"i think you ready for track tryouts."
since soccer don't start back up till the spring, aaliyah decided to try out for the track team. i think she got this. she tell me people on her soccer team thing she fast.
she nods. "yeah, i think you right."
i smile. but then the bathroom door swings open, and i stop smiling when i see it's fallon and kacey.
kacey turn her face up. "what's this?"
my eye twitch. "the bathroom occupied." i say.
fallon scoffs, pushing past kacey, walking in. "yeah, it don't work like that, girl. people gotta piss."
aaliyah looks at me and i sigh deeply. "if you want, you can go. i'ma stay in here for a little bit." i say. she nods, and when she got all her stuff together, she walk to the door. before she leave, she turn to me and waves. "um, i'll talk to you later, ny. enjoy the rest of your day."
i wave back. "good luck," she smiles and then she gone, the door slamming shut behind her.
fallon don't waste no time. she look at me, her arms crossed across her chest. "so, what? all that shit you was talkin' and all that shit you doing last semester just out the window? what, y'all friends now or sum?"
"why you care?" i spit. "last time i checked, y'all was going on trips without me and-"
"bitch, please. nyiah, why the fuck would we take yo ass anywhere?!" she practically yell. "you know you be doing too much!"
"so, that give y'all an excuse to leave me out?!"
"yes!" she replies, loud like me. "and you know yo daddy overprotective ass barely be letting you out the house. our trips and fun wasn't finna be stopped 'cause of you!"
"and my friend life not finna be stopped 'cause of y'all getting butt hurt either!"
kacey laugh, shaking her head. "girl, she is not yo friend. not with all that shit y'all had going on last school year.."
"she is my friend!" i exclaim. "she treat me nice, too! she don't call me dumb, she take me places, she encourage me, she texts me, she be tellin' me to have a good day-"
"oh, woww" fallon rolls her eyes, clapping loudly. "give it up for the bare minimum, y'all!"
"yeah, hoe, maybe it is the bare minimum, b-but she my friend and she a way better fuckin' friend than y'all asses ever was to me!"
when i yell that, everything go quiet.
my heart racing, my body won't stop shaking, and i can't barely see shit 'cause tears messing up my sight.
"was?" kacey asks quietly. "we ain't friends no more?"
i shake my head. "no, the fuck we is not.."
"but that bitch is?" fallon asks, all offended. "y'all ain't never been friends, ain't never got along. nyiah, you been beating her ass since grade school."
"shit changes," i shrug, sniffling a little. "a-and she always been nice anyway.." i shrug again. "we friends."
kacey shake her finger at me. "you.. you stupid as hell."
"and you mad,"
"but yo ass stupid." kacey turn around, starting to leave and fallon follow after her; but she make sure to turn and look at me before she go. "and when she realize just how stupid you is, best believe she ain't gon' fuck with you. then you ain't gon' have nobody. nobody, nyiah."
"she ain't never gon' stop fuckin' with me. i'ma make sure of it."
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