Unconditional

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March 22,2019
Newark ,NJ

Kay's P.O.V

It's been a week since I last spoke to Riah. I just couldn't believe she felt like she couldn't tell me. I would've accepted it , if I had to choose anybody for my brother to be with it would be her but she didn't have to lie to me. For two years she lied to me , about something so small it just had me questioning everything between us. I rolled my eyes as I finished my blunt. I wasn't speaking to my big head ass brother either. That Nigga run his mouth about any and everything but couldn't tell me he was fucking my Bestfriend.
Then again he did tell me multiple times I just always thought he was joking. The nigga play all damn day you never know when he serious or not.

"Kay , bring yo ass downstairs." My mom yelled from the bottom step. I sighed before standing up off my bed and rolling my eyes.
I walked out my room and down the stairs into the living room. I saw Mere sitting on the couch in his phone. I rolled my eyes again and walked over to my mother.

"What happen ?" I asked.

"Unless you want your ass whooped , you gon go over there and talk to ya brother." She pointed in my face.

"Ma , you don't even know what he did." I started to whine.

"Girl , you mad at him and Riah cause you the only one who couldn't see they was fucking ! You have her location for crying out loud." She threw her hands up in the air. "And they both grown Amara , they don't have to tell you everything." She added before walking into the kitchen. I let out a deep sigh and walked over to the couch sitting down next to Mere.

"You still mad at a Nigga ?" He asked putting his phone away.

"Why y'all just couldn't tell me ?" I asked looking up at him.

"To be honest we didn't think it would go this far. When it did tho , Riah wasn't tryna ruin shit. So I just respected her decision." He shrugged. "She never meant to hurt you or lie to you Kay she was just scared of your reaction." He explained.

"I know bubba I was just hurt. It made me look at her differently." I shrugged honestly. "I'll talk to her eventually. I'm just not ready right now." I whispered looking down.

"And that's okay moochie." He said calling me by my childhood nickname. "But if you forgave me , you can forgive her." He rubbed his chin. "I gotta get up outta here though , remember what I said mooch." He pointed at me while walking to the door. "Tell momma I'll see her later." He said closing the door.

I stood and went back upstairs to my room. I picked up the blunt I had previously rolled and lit it. I grabbed my phone and scrolled on Instagram. Liking a few post here and there.

Overall I did miss my Bestfriend and it's not like she fucked my man. Maybe I should at least hear her out. I'm just thinking damn was I that blind and naive? Even my own momma knew. Sighing , I exited the Instagram app and went over to FaceTime. After staring at her contact for three minutes I finally clicked her name and the FaceTime ringing started.

Riah's P.O.V

"Riah please , why you acting stink ?" Nyla scrunched up her nose.

"Cause I'm tired , I just did six heads today." I sighed kicking my shoes off as I walked to the couch. I was a well known hair stylist and of course Nyla ass thinks that means I'm her personal stylist. I keep telling her ass she has to book appointments like everybody else but she never does.

"I'll squeeze you in tomorrow I promise. Now leave me alone." I rambled walking upstairs.

"Okay ima send you the style I want. Thanks sissy." She hugged me from behind.