The kryptonite

Prolouge(1)

"Gurl I just can't believe that after all this time we still argue about the same shit" I was listening to my home gurl complain about her nigga fuckin up again.

I had decided a long time ago I was done with niggas and all the problems they came with. At 22 years old I proud myself a Virgin. I was glad I hadn't took that step with my ex boyfriend. I had experienced so much with him. As you could imagine he was like any other nigga claiming to be a man but still behaving like a little boy. He was 19 and I was 16 when we met.

We had dated for a year and some change and I learned so much shit. I had my fair share with niggas but unlike most girls it took one relationship filled with heartbreak and lessons to decide the love shit wasn't for me.

"Gurl that nigga crazy"

" right bitch and then tell me why he gone say " oh I didn't think it would be a problem" bitch if I was following a nigga I used to fuck you would be threatening to kill him" I laughed in agreement because I had only met Asia's boyfriend a couple times and he made quite an impression.

My bitch never lacked with the niggas though. Devonte was her current boyfriends name. He was a nigga from the streets with a straight hood mentality. It was expected though.

Asia stayed with a raw nigga. We met in high school and even then she had niggas. Don't get me wrong my girl wasn't a hoe but she was known. Not because she dated a lot of niggas but because she was a pretty bitch on her shit and stayed with a nigga on that same level. My gurl stayed dressed with some name brand sandals or the latest true.

She was a pretty ass brow skin dressed everyday to the T. Ironically I was the opposite. Asia was known and popular. I was known but not because I had the raw niggas because back then they weren't on my mind let alone making a friend. I was know as the pretty friend that didn't fuck with nobody.

Me and Asia had met in high school our 9th grade year and clicked the first day of school been inseparable ever since. These talks had became a thing of ours. At one point of time me and Asia were in the same type of relationship but none of our friends would understand the things we would go through and still stay with our nigga so we got even more closer not being able to tell those embarrassing moments to friends.

This tradition never failed to last about 3-5 hours because we could talk about anything including our moms because even they were a common factor in our life that sometimes caused stress. Most of the time... it was bout a nigga though.

Though we did talk shit and Asia did talk shit about vonte we both knew what it was. Of course she had called me with some crazy stories about how their arguments would escalate but nonetheless vonte treated her special and I knew my bitch was in love. She had started dating vonte a year before I dated my ex. So they were at about 3 years now. He kept my bitch laced in the latest tommy or Ralph Lauren or any big purse with perfume she wanted. Asia was 22 like me only difference she was still with her nigga and they had an apartment.

Most times I often missed when the roles would switch and I had much to tell about my relationship but now I would just vent about my mom or have a small life update. At this point in my life I had no nigga and barely problems. I had my own apartment with my best friend, I had my own car while also having a actual job for the weekend and doing hair and make up during the week.

Most times though I snap myself out of the funk and be grateful of the space I'm in. Thankful that I don't have to go through the roller coasters of a relationship or worrying about my nigga disrespecting me. I only miss the companionship these niggas come with.....anddd the occasional head that made my legs clench.

"Gurl here this nigga go coming in the house hoe so imma call your lil ass later"

"Okay hoe I'll talk to you" i silently laughed as we hung up due to the many conversations we'd have to end cause of vonte's arrival. Not because we were talking shit about him or even because he was nosy. It was because Asia couldn't talk. He loves being up under her and she would be trying to talk to me while he's trying to have all her attention with either kissing or offering a random date.