Obsessed

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Janae Iyana Taylor

Zay paced back and forth in front of me. Not saying a word. I looked down at my feet. Contemplating on if I should say something or not.
Nique, Ky, and Braiden left the room as Zay demanded. He had kicked all of them out. It had been couple minutes since we had been in here and all he did was pace back and forth.

"Zay-"

"Shut up Janae." He stopped pacing and looked at me.

That hurt me. Badly. One, because he just told me to shut up. Two, because he never called me Janae. I was always called Yaya. That let me know that he was definitely pissed.

He laughed to himself and I could hear the pain in his laugh. He stopped in front of me and folded his arms.

"You wanna know sumn...." He shook his head. "I knew it wasn't a good idea for you to go to Miami. I told Uncle Lewis and Aunt Laura not to let you go. But they said that you needed it, you needed the break. So I was finally able to cope with the fact that maybe you really needed it." He started pacing again.

"You go to Miami, doing only god knows what! And you come back fucking pregnant." He stops pacing again and looks at me. "What the hell was you THINKING?!"

I sighed. "I-"

"Nah shut up. SHUT up." He rolled his eyes and sat down in the chair by my desk. He put his head in his hands.

I smacked my teeth. "Ion even understand why you so pissed?"

He shot his head up. "Youn understand? YOUN UNDERSTAND? Lemme help you understand." He stood up.

"You my lil sista. I'm yo big brotha. I'm supposed to fucking protect you. Make sure you straight. Protect you from any pussy ass niggas. That's my JOB bruh. Ever since we was youngins that's been my job. I signed myself up for that shit cuz I fucking love you Janae!"

I could see the pain on his face and the tears in his eyes. I looked down, not wanting to see him like that. And just to think that reason for it is my fault, made me cry.

"And now you pregnant....I basically failed. I failed at being yo big brotha. I failed to do everything I was supposed to....I failed you as a brotha." He put his hands on the top of his head.

"Do you understand how much THAT SHIT HURT?!" He pushed the chair and on the floor and got in my face.

"I failed as yo brotha. You understand now? HUH? Do you understand why I'm so fucking pissed?! MY FUCKING LIL SISTA IS PRE-"

He stopped and took a deep breath as the tears rolled down his cheek. At this point, we were both crying. I wanted to reach out and hug him, apologize for everything. Tell him that he did everything he was supposed to be as my brotha.

"Fuck dis bruh." He started to walk off.

"Zay....Zay!" I called out to him but he left my room, slamming the door short.

The tears were burning my eyes so I just let them out. A while later, Nique and Ky came in hugging me. A recap of when I told them I was pregnant in Miami....Me crying and them hugging me.

"C-Can y'all leave? I want to be by myself...right now." I told them after I got myself together. At first they looked at me like I was crazy but then Nique nodded her head.

"We understand. Text us later and let us know how you feeling." She hugged me and Ky rubbed my back before they both got up and left. I slid all the bean bags together in one line and laid down on my back.

Now it was out. I was pretty sure he would tell my parents. But I didn't care. I didn't care about anything. If he didn't tell them, I will just hold out on the secret for as long as I could. Until I started showing I guess.

After thinking long and hard about it, I eventually let sleep wrap its arms around me.

Kentrell DeSean Gaulden

I hit the blunt again before passing it to Jay. The party was ight. The same as any other party I went to. We had some girls in the section with us. One of the girls sat in my lip.
Jay passed me the blunt back and I took a long drag from it. The girl continued grinding on me as I grabbed the bottle of patron.

This was what I needed.

"Ayo. Nigga you good?" Kd plopped down beside me with a red solo cup in his hand.

"Hell yeah." I told him, dapping him up.

He passed me my phone that I gave him earlier.

"I'm tied of this shit vibrating in my pocket." He shook his head. I looked at the screen and it was just Janae blowing me up. I shut it all the way off and put it in my pocket.
Talk to ha lata.

I went back to talking to Kd when the host of the party came up to me.

"Hey. Um can you do me a favor?" She asked.

I hit my blunt. "Wassup?"

She tucked her hair behind her ear. "You mind performing for us?" She handed me a mic.

I shook my head. "Ion perform for free."

She nodded. "I figured that. The club owner is offering 15 hundred for the performance." She pointed to him. He nodded at me and I did the same.

"Ight, tell em I want my money first."

She walked off and I tapped the girl on my lap, signaling her to get up. I let Jay and nem know what was up.
The girl came back with a black bag and a security guard behind her. She placed the bag in front of me and Three took it, counting the money.

"Errthang here." He said. I nodded and took the mic from the girl. Me and all my niggas went up on the stage.

Another successful performance.

3 hours later

"Okay so what made you call me at fucking 3 in the morning like everythang good?"

"You was blowin' up my phone, whatchu wanted me to do? Not call at all?"

I tried to call Janae back but she was mad for nothing. Talm bout what bitch I was with and allat other shit.

"Yeah I was blowin' you up cuz I know you was wit a bitch. Ain't nobody stupid Kentrell."

"Mane gone head wit allat." I took my shoes and my chains off and sat on the edge of my bed.

"Whateva I seen Three's snapchat. Call me when you ain't in anotha bitch face. Dumb ass."

She hung up and I smacked my teeth. Trippin' like always.
Soon as we left Miami is when everything went down hill. Shit was crazy.
My phone vibrated and I looked at.

Janae💚
Obviously this distance shit not working. A break is needed for both of us.👌🏽
3:13am

Me
Shut the hell up and gts. Yeen leaving me so all det is dead💯
3:14am

Janae💚
Watch me.
3:14am

Me
Quit playin'. Yhu know I need yhu. Ain't no breaking up or nun of det.
Read 3:15am

Da fuck??

Me
Don't piss me off mane😤
Read 3:15am

Me
Janae😑
Read 3:16am

I called her phone and it went straight to voicemail. I kept calling her and it was the same result.

Ion even know why she was trippin'. Blaming for shit and getting attitudes out of nowhere. Maybe Kd was right. Definitely had to be on her period.
I wasn't even gone stress over it. I was gone let her get her sleep and when she woke up, she'll be apologizing and shit.

So I laid my black ass down and went to sleep.