JoVaughn Virginie Scott
When I was done at Mr.Brown's office, I figured I'd go chill over at Denzel's house. It took me about fifteen minutes to get there. I hopped out of my car and made my way up to their apartment. After a few knocks on the door, Denzel opened it.
"Wassup bruh" he smiled.
"Yo yooo" I said greeting him. I stepped inside, making sure to remove my shoes and leave them by the door.
"What you been up to man?" he asked me when we took a seat on the couch.
"Shit, getting back into this art stuff."
"Thats good. I'm happy for you man. I thought you had given up."
Truth was that I had. I had no idea where my recent wave of creativity stemmed from, but I was thankful for it. My savings money wasn't going to hold me over forever. I had to get out of Regine's hair at some point.
Although art seemed to somewhat give me peace, I knew I was still fucked up. It was frustrating me, especially when it came to Reggie. I knew I wanted to give her a chance. I wanted to let her be there for me but there was still a part of me that refused to let it happen.
Denzel rolled a blunt and sparked it before passing it over to me. I took it and inhaled, holding it in a bit before letting the smoke out. He rolled another for himself and started to smoke it.
"Yo nigga who is your plug down here?" I asked him curiously.
"Some nigga I met through Nic. He lives somewhere over by Reggie" he mumbled.
"A guy I made a piece for wants me to do an exhibit at his friends studio. I think i'ma do it."
"Yooooo thats crazy. I'm proud of you bro" he said dapping me up.
"I hope it goes well" I mumbled feeling my high start to set in. This was some good ass weed.
I heard laughing from the kitchen and squinted. "Nicole here?"
"Yeah her and Reggie cooking something."
I nodded. I aint know how to feel about seeing Reggie after her breakdown with me last night. I didn't know if she felt embarrassed or not but either way I felt kind of weird about it.
"Denzel the food is ready!" Nic yelled. We both got up and walked into the kitchen.
As I walked in, I made automatic eye contact with Reggie. She stared a little bit until I licked my lips. She then blushed and looked down at her phone. I involuntarily smirked. This weed had me feeling weird.
"I didnt know you were here Joey" Nic said pulling me into a hug.
"Yeah I just got here a while ago" I mumbled. My eyes wandered back over to Regine who was staring at me.
Back at it again with the staring shit.
"Wassup" I mumbled to her. She quickly blinked out of her staring.
"Hi" she said. She went back to typing on her phone. A
fter, she sat it on the counter. I heard it buzz and looked at the screen seeing she was texting that guy from her dance classes again. I felt myself getting mad.
Why the fuck was she still talking to him?
Denzel was looking between the two of us with a smile. "What?" I asked him irritated.
'Yall fucked?' he mouthed to me.
"Hell no!" I said a little louder than I expected to. I did not like Regine like that.
Her and Nicole looked at me. "Yall nosey as fuck" I chuckled lightly.
"I will cut you JoVaughn. This is my kitchen after all" Nicole warned with a knife in her hand.
"What did you make?" Denzel asked as he walked over and wrapped his hands around her waist.
"Food. That you will eat" she replied.
"Fair enough" he laughed grabbing his plate from her.
Sometimes I wondered if I'd ever have a relationship like theirs with somebody. They were honestly the only couple that I had ever witnessed stay together for years. I lowkey wanted that with someone but I knew it would never happen.
Nicole handed me and Reggie our food and made her own. She had made shrimp scampi pasta and garlic bread. We all went to sit down at the table and eat.
Food was hitting the spot because the munchies were kicking in for me. I noticed Reggie was picking around at her food more than eating it. I wondered what was wrong with her. I wasnt going to ask her though.
I just finished mine in silence.
Regine Iman Thomas
Dinner was nice, although I was bothered the whole time. I was upset that Joey was still being so cold towards me. I basically spilled alot to him last night, yet he still treats me like i'm just scum. I was also bothered by Shameik. He was still begging for another chance. I felt stupid because I was actually thinking about giving him one.
