i wake up in my bed wit my pjs on..
ion kno how the tf because last thing i remember was when i was throwin up.
i rub my eyes and head to my kitchen.
i look up and see tank in my kitchen cookin
" bitch what the fuck" i scrunch my face not believin this nigga was in my house
" Hey kila" he said tryna kiss me
" get the fuck back nigga"
" Fuck is yo issue" he asked muggin
" so you dumb now?" i asked
" What you talm bout akilah" he asked lookin confused
" so you don't remember you fuckin anotha bitch in my face last night" i asked gettin mad
" Kila i was here last night what are you talkin about" he asked lookin around
" NO YOU PICKED ME UP FROM ZAY HOUSE TO WATCH YOU FUCK ANOTHA GIRL"
" Kila what" he laughed
" You had too much liquor"
" tank im not trippin lemme call dymond"
i call dymond.
" dymond"
" yea kila" she said
" what was i talkin about last night"
" bitchhh you was trippin you was fightin the air nd shi , talkin bout puppies, girl i was so confused"
" it wasn't about tank" i ask
" nah yeen say shi bout him which is surprising"
" oh okay" i hang up
no way i jus dreamed about him fuckin anotha bitch
im so crazy.
" See u geekin" he said
" oh my bad well still why are you here"
" I wanted ta see u" he hugs me
i hug him back
" Kila cmere i wanna show u sum"
" okay.."
He takes my hand and comes in my backyard
" Close yo eyes"
i close my eyes
" Now open"
i open them to see zay tied up inna chair
i froze
i seen blood drippin from his shoulder and his face looked beaten up..
Tank jus smiles
the fuck...
" tymire what the fuck did u do" i asked goin thru so many emotions
" Shot his shoulder and punched him a few times" he said inna idgaf tone
i slap him
" your sick" i run to zay and untie him
he fell down
" zay are you okay" i asked finna cry
he coughs up blood
" Kila"
" yes talk to me"
" Kila he gon try to kil-" he stops whisperin lookin like he was finna die
" no no no zay stay wit me" i hold him
i turn around to see tank gone
i reach for my phone but it wasn't in my pocket
" what the fuck"
zay stops breathing
i run in my house to find my phone on the couch , i call 911
ringggggg, they answer
" 911 how may i ass-" my phone got shot and i yell
tank stands there wit a gun
" Yeen callin no police on me crazy ass girl " he says gettin closer to me
i back up until i hit the wall
" Cmere u act like im gon hurt u" he laughs
i was genuinely scared , this nigga is crazy.
" tank move your psycho"
" I kno you made me like this " he shrugged kissin me