“Damn where the fuck did all ya’ll come from?” I asked staring at Imani all up on King.

I forgot they had “something” going on that they didn’t want nobody to know about, shit they was doing a good job of keeping it hidden if you ask me.

“My nigga I heard about you.” Jamahl said smiling.

“Yeah it’s happening.” I said smiling.

“I told yo ass.” King said.

“I mean King what the hell you got going on though bro?” I said glancing from him to Imani and he kind of laughed.

“Bro you gotta help me.” He said smiling.

“Aye, that ain’t got nothing to do with me.” I said sitting back beside Bella and Brea sat down too. She wasn’t happy no more.

“E, can we go walk and talk?” Brea asked looking at me.

“Yeah, let’s go. I’ll be back in a little bit.” I said to Bella before walking out with Brea. We were walking up and down the street and I already knew what this was about.

“So you see what I was saying about your little friend?” Brea said.

“It ain’t like that, she ain’t his girl.” I said.

“Whatever, that’s not his sister or his cousin either and you tried to hook me up with him. He’s a freaking player, I bet she’s one of his hoes.”

I laughed and shook my head.

“Chill. What you want me to do?”

“Nothing, I can get me somebody else.”

“Don’t go homeboy hopping.” I said to her.

She laughed. “Jamahl is cute.”

“Bros before hoes Brea so he gonna say fuck you because King wanted you.” I said.

“I’m not a hoe stupid. I was liking King at first but I’m not sure.”

“Talk to him and see what he ‘bout.” I said.

“One last time and if he mess it up then it’s done.”

“Aight.” I said as we walked back into the house.

Brea

 

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