"Tell me why you really came" Yana inquired, wrapping her arm over my chest, "John trouble?"
I shrugged, not really wanting to talk about it at the moment.
Yana is an understanding person. She calls herself a hoe- which she is- but she's generous. I can tell her about little things sometimes and we would try to have a conversation, yet I end up having sex with the girl in the aftermath.
"C'mon, Chris. You know you like her-"
"I don't. She's my bestfriend" I stated sternly
"Mhm. Whatever because you know you do. John's all you ever talk about when you're here. Just admit it" Yana grinned
I got out the bed, not in the mood to listen to her dumb shit, "Ion got time for this, man" I said as I put on my jeans
Yana shooed me off, "You keep doing this to yourself, and next thing you know, you gon' lose her"
Hearing her say those words while I got dressed, I glared at her, not wanting to speak. I threw my shirt on over my head and grabbed my shoes to put on. Slipping them on my feet, I took my keys from off her nightstand.
"I'll hit you up soon" I exited her room
"Clear things up with John first please" She shouted
I rolled my eyes, groaning at the fact that Yana was obsessed with John and I's friendship.
Everything Yana mentioned was a lie, and of course, I was going to believe what I thought. I've known John for ten years- we're simply friends, that's it.
But I hate the fact that John went right back to that no good ass nigga. She knows she only did that to get under my skin. She did it out of spite to piss me off- which is how I'm feeling right now. I knew about the things Javo did behind closed doors when John isn't around. Why? He's Yana's cousin, that's why.
I got in my car and took my phone out. Notifications from girls, but the one that I wanted to message me didn't. I grew tired of it.
Where you at?
Babygirl 😍🍑👑- Why you need to know? 😐
Where you at John...
Babygirl 😍🍑👑- Home
I'mma be there in 15 minutes. I needa talk to you
Babygirl 😍🍑👑- In your car. You're not coming in my apartment
Aight 👌🏾
I tossed my phone in the cup holder, putting my key in the ignition.
I knew that this was all my fault because I ditched John for sex instead of putting my emotional shit to the side. So, I guess the blame is on me this time. But I knew John wasn't going to give me the easy way out.
Adjusting my cap, I stopped at a red light, my phone buzzing causing me to look over at it. Amber #3 popped up- I ignored the call.
Soon, I pulled up into the parking lot of the apartment complex. John was sitting on the steps waiting, looking irritated and bored. When I pulled up, her eyes immediately peered at me through the window as if she wanted to slap me in the face.
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