The Other Side

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Cévon P.OV
I yawned stretching my arms before moving over closer to Cordell's body. I laid my head on his chest as he rubbed my back and took a deep breath. I'm so tired. This nigga just broke in half and now he tryna act like nothing happened. I love this nigga.

The meet up with my dad a couple of days ago wasn't as crazy as I thought it would be. He was actually nice and explained everything thoroughly to me so that I could understand what happened. Once I did I made my decision on if I wanted him around and I mean...I'll give him a shot, but I'm not about to be calling him to hang out and for advice and shit. I still feel like he might be here for a reason other than him always wanting to meet his son, but I don't know.

Now Cordell, he's been real quiet lately and I have no clue what's going on with him. The last couple of days he's actually been staying with me and I didn't mind it. He had told me that him and his brother got into a big argument and although he loved him he didn't wanna be around him right now and I understood. I cnat lie I was actually excited when he asked me. Like now I get to go to sleep with you and wake up next to you everyday? Fire.

I know he's probably hurting cause he's so nice and I know he told me that even though his brother been tripping lately that he was like his best friend. That's how Cash and I were. Obviously my brother and I were  different, but when my brother would piss me off I would wanna leave to and not be around him. And he was my best friend so I get Cordell. The things I would do to see that nigga now though man...

Just one more time. He even stopped coming to me in my dreams. I hope he comes back soon.

Something that was weird was that dream I had with Cordell kill me...happened again. Shooting me and then chocking me out to finish the job saying never fuck with a King. It's like is he gone kill me in real life or is he just gone betray me or something and this is a sign. Whatever it is I know I better not have that fucking dream again.

Bullshit.

But k think I fell too in love with this nigga, cause even though I hate his brother for talking shit or whatever about my brother and even though he from the east side, I know that him dying is gone hurt Cordell bad. Like I think that shit might break him and I wouldn't wanna be the cause of that. That's why I haven't even been I his hood to spar me the interaction with that nigga all together. I know how it felt when I lost Cash and k don't want Cordell to feel that same pain. Besides he only talked shit. Not like he's the one to shoot at me or my people or anything. Speaking of that, I got my windows fixed and my door and just been staying to myself.

I don't know who did that shit, but I know it was a east side nigga. One of the guys on the block said it was only two niggas in the car and he had never seen them before.

I don't know bro, but I gotta get to the bottom of this. I know it's not them niggas I got into it with the other day on the block cause we from the same place and even if they were mad about that they too pussy to play wit me like that anyway.

"Cordell. Talk to me. I'm bored," I spoke making him sigh.

"What do you wanna talk about?" I he asked me as I looked up at him.

"I dont know. Just talk to me about something. You wanna have thanksgiving dinner over here with me and my peoples? Or were you planning i spending it with yo brother. I know you gotta big ass heart so you gone probably go over there tryna make up with him," I spoke making him shake his head.

"I gotta keep my distance for right now, but even then I would want to spend thanksgiving with you,", he spoke making me nod my head and smile at him.

"You gone cook? You cook better than me," I told him as he hummed in response.