"Ok bye I don't even care fuck" he hung up in my face and I started to cry. Bro I hate how I am I cry over the littlest shit like tighten up Malai.
My phone started to ring again and it was Harlem.
"Hi Lem" I had my camera off cause I already knew he was gonna say something about me crying. "You just woke up or sum? Why you sound like that Lai and turn on that camera."
I turned it on but my face wasnt in the camera. "Oh yeah sum wrong lemme see your face Malai" I showed my face finally.
"Who the fuck made you cry Lai?" "I wasn't crying I just yawned Harlem" he smacked his lips, "ok Malai if you wanna lie you can I don't know why you is but ima find out.
"Ok I'm not lying tho what is you doin?" He was in his car he had them lik star ceiling on his car. "Oh I went to the gas station to get some snacks. "Your big boy"
"Malai. You over here eating sour patch watermelon candies talking bout I'm big like you bein a hypocrite." "No you I want that car so bad what is that car again?"
"The rolls Royce truck Malai you got short term memory loss or sum? I been told you what cars I had." "I be forgetting my bad" "mhm now you gon tell me why you was crying?"
"Fine but I'm not telling you who did it ok?" "Ok Malai" "ok so basically they started talking about I'm lame, like they called all my lil hobbies and what I do boring and lame... and it probably sounds stupid but it hurt my feelings Harlem, cause I do all that to keep my peace and my mind from spiraling."
"Yeah I understand you Lai who ever said that a one ass bitch. Prolly be going out everyday and shit, lama ass nigga don't be letting them affect you Lai."
"I know I just can't help it-" I was about yo say something else when Messiah called me. "Ok Harlem the issue is calling me back I'll call you later bye." He said goodbye and I hung up, answering him.
"What Messiah?" "Lose the attitude Malai." "No the fuck? You're weird bro how you gon call everything I do lame? That's so weird to me and then you gonna start arguin with me like you weren't wrong."
"Are you done?" I just went quiet cause I hate feeling like my feelings don't matter so ima just shut up. "Ok thank you damn. I ain't mean to hurt yo feelings Malai I just simply said yo shit boring wasnt meant to hurt to lil feelings."
It was quiet "are you gonna say something?" "Oh I can talk now?" "Ok look at you. Malai you over here pissing me off for real."
I shrugged my shoulders making him more mad, cause i want an actual apology. "Girl fuck you Malai fuck all this shit you over here acting immature as fuck like how you gon praise the lord and act like this? Weird ass shit kid ass shit."
"Boy fuck you! You're the weird one Messiah you gon call everything I do is lame and then you gon act like you don't care about hurting my feelings, and then you give me that weak ass apology like fuck you nigga."
Ooo I ain't never cuss this much right now he got me so heated for real." "Man fuck you and your feelings how about that? You sensitive ass fuck I ain't never talked to a bitch this sensitive before."
"A bitch?" "Oh yeah get off my phone and go talk to them other girls then by Messiah."
I called Lay and she answered I heard music in her background.
"Hello!" "Never mind I'll call you tomorrow" I hung up on her and grabbed my journal deciding to write how I feel in that.
I started to cry like hard as hell I don't know everything getting to me I must be starting my period soon.
