It's Complicated

four-game night

Miles in media

Examining the perfectly rolled blunt I put it to my mouth preparing to light it when my bedroom door opened. " You may enter" I said in a mid evil voice. Miles came in with a wife beater and black nike sweats.

"You started with out me that's not far" he said making a sad face and hopping on the bed with me. My head was turned to the open window blowing out smoke.

I'm not a heavy stoner just a few blunts here and there. Everyone dipped and dabbled with weed once in their life.

Miles took the blunt from me after my second pull, "I saw all the likes on your pic niggas thirsty" he said in a raspy voice while he exhaled.

I nodded my head "Yeah just like Patricia and all the hoes that stay hitting your page. You have your groupies let me have mine" I said snatching the blunt.

"Yeah but you know them niggas just after one thing don't make me have to fuck someone up" I scoffed at his assumption.

Okay I get that nine times outa ten if the guys thirsty for a girl he just wants the box but the girl just want the D.

I asked Miles the same question, "True but if she just after dat she's a hoe" he sang witch cracked me up. "Yeah or a gold digger. For get I said anything. So do you know this guy named Destin"? He looked at me and shook his head "You really going thur with this"?

If guys can play girls, girls can play guys ain't no harm in it. "I mean hey I'm just going with the flow I'm not turning hoe or anything its just inesint talking. Oh did I tell you how Josh said he likes me"?

And with that are whole vibe changed and I could feel it hit me like a smack in the face. "So fuckin all these guys what are you trying to prove? That you can be a hoe like them"?

That really shocked me, we give each other the truth but that was damn hurtful. " Now after all the time you've known me when was I ever a hoe? You know my past. So do I like the attention yes am I fucking all of Mass no so you need to chill nigga" I said bugging and taking my blunt.

Don't get me wrong I was more then grateful when his mother took me in. But its not the same like getting attention from your own mom and dad. So before I met Chance was I trying to find love yes.

Was I talking to multiple guys yeah looking for that attention yeah, but I wasn't giving it up. And Em is the one that knows that. When my fake friends were telling roomers about me, he was the only one that didn't believe them, because I lived with him and he knew my truth. People even thought him and I were messing around but we knew what it was so we never explained ourselves. People will kick you whether your up or down.

" You know me better then anyone I can't believe you'd come out your mouth like that". I said hurt really getting into my feelings cause we had a connection that was deeper then that.

Maybe he's showing his true colors. " Stop thinkin' deep into it. You right I do know you and I know you go lookin' for love when your hurt. You lucky no one has taken advantage of that. You grown now and I just don't want you to lose yourself over some five minute nigga".

I nodded and he moved to the head of my bed and pulled me in him so I was laying on his arm. We stayed like this talking and laughing, I could of sworn he was hard unless I was just high. And we drifted off to sleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The next morning I left Miles in my bed and cleaned myself up. I got dressed in a sage colored love pink sweater and leggings with my tan tall UGGs and my curls in a messy bun. Heading down stairs I smelled French toast I was starved.