"Thinking 'bout them stories, still don't make sense how my niggas died."
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AMIR TURNER.
TIME. An irrelevant figment of your imagination. It doesn't exist. An illusion put here to force us into thinking that we have to do things by a certain point or we'll be recognized as failures. You go a day without feeling a thing at all then you go a day feeling everything. Nothing makes sense and then suddenly everything makes sense. One moment you're crying your eyes out with pain behind your tears and the next you're laughing until you're doubled over. Then we sometimes give everything just to be left with nothing.
Amir woke up the next morning in bed but Hue wasn't there with her. She had one of the worst headaches and her knuckles hurt like a bitch. She reached across and grabbed her phone off the nightstand to check the time. 7:42am. She tossed the covers off of her and went to do her daily hygiene. When she was done she went to find Hue. "Herbert?" She called out but received no response.
As she was about to call him again, she heard the front door open up. She peeked her head around the corner and Hue walked through the door. "You free tonight?... alright ima see what my shawty doing then I'll let you know.... one."
Amir folded her arms across her chest and looked at him. He kissed her forehead. "Good morning. You feel better? You beat my ass last night."
"And I'll beat it again. Who was that?"
"When you started questioning me 'bout phone calls?" Amir nodded her head slowly before going to fix her some cereal. She started aggressively fixing herself some cereal. Hue sat on a bar stool and laughed. "You being for real right now?"
She ignored him and finished fixing her cereal then went into the back room to watch TV. She just wanted him to leave her alone. He was right. They never questioned each other but if she asked one, what was so hard about just answering it? That's that sneaky shit.
"I'm bout to go out."
She nodded while still looking at the TV. "You don't care?"
"Herbert you could literally go to hell with Satan right now and I wouldn't care." Amir spat out before she had time to stop herself. It was up there now so she didn't even apologize.
"What time did you leave yesterday?" She sat her cereal on the table next to her and sat up in her seat.
"Why? Amir what you on right now? It's 8 in the morning dawg. Now you wanna be my girl but just a minute ago you ain't have time for that shit." Amir got up out her seat and Hue knew she was in her mode now. "Dawg, watch out." He said stepping back some.
