More Than Friends

Flashback: Jealous

"Dang why are you so mean?"

"I'm not mean but you annoying me. Shit. We either finna get these NFL dollars or we not. Stop playing games so I can plan my future."

I rolled my eyes. "I don't want to be involved with him. But I do like his company. He's funny."

Brandon rolled his eyes. "Girl." He threw a pillow at me.

"But I'm not hitting him up. Because then I seem like I'm desperate. Maybe I should make an Instagram."

"To do what?"

"Post pictures of myself so he sees me."

"Girl, you are...whew." He shook his head. "What are you gonna do tag him?"

"No just post a picture, and say something like I don't know. Something To make him jealous."

"Just so he can be your friend?"

"Yeah." I said.

"You are about as dumb if I ever seen dumb."

"Can you move for a sec, so I can take a picture."

"Bitch this is my bed."

"I know but please."

He rolled his eyes and got up.

I turned off the lights. Leaving the tv on.

"You are not about to make no ghetto porno in my room."  He turned on the lights.

"Would you stop. I'm just taking a pic." I turned them back off.

I laid on the bed. Making sure my girls if you know what I mean were sitting right. Made a pose and took a couple of pictures.

I downloaded the Instagram app and posted my first pic.

With the caption...

When he treats you like a queen and respects you not just for a day but a lifetime, you automatically glow. #glowing #lovemyking 🌞

I hit share.

I showed it to Brandon.

"I don't want to see that bullshit."

"Why?" I laughed.

"Because you're being petty. And childish. And I don't like."