" I'm... Sorry"
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm so sorry Leroy." I started to tear up, then a tear came dropping down " I had right to yell at you because I was mad at you over some petty shit. But I didn't know you would react like that." Another tear came out. Soon I was just crying and Leroy just grabbed me and held me and I cried into his jacket.
"Shh Shh don't cry lil homie, I shouldn't of grabbed you like that I was raised better then that so no I'm sorry." He rubbed my back and laid his head on the top of my head.
"No you had the right to do what you did I was outta line Leroy."
"I know not to put my hands on female my anger got out of control, I shouldn't I grabbed u like that." He looked at me in my eyes
"I'm sorry Payton."
"I'm sorry too Leroy." We hugged again and then Leroy invited me in.
" I don't wanna go home Leroy."
"Then stay here."
"Okay."
" Why don't u like staying at home?"
"You won't understand."
"Yea I would you can tell me but if it's too personal then I understand."
"I can't live the famous life." I looked down
"Famous life what do you mean?"
"I can't be under all those cameras and pressure I just wanna wait until I ATLEAST graduate." Leroy studied me for awhile
"I KNEW YOU LOOKED ALITTLE BIT LIKE BEYONCE!" I started to laugh and slapped Leroy'sarm playfully
"I am not beyonce nigga." He chuckled
"Girl I know I'm just foolin. But forreal what do you mean by the famous life?"
"My dad and mom I cannot live their lives it's too crazy."
"How."
"Even if my mother died she still in the media like why won't they let her rest in peace."
"Who yo momma." Leroy's eyes got big. I shook my head.
"Nobody just forget it."
"Urr uh... Okay." I kicked my sandals off and laid next to Leroy
"Why your girlfriend never be over your house?"
"Her parents hate me, they not gone let that girl out the house."
"ATLEAST her parents care unlike my parents." I rolled my eyes
"All parents care they just can't forget about they child."
"Mines has no time for me."
"They do lil homie quit tripping."
"Enough about that can we make a promise Leroy."
"Yea what is it?"
"Can you promise me that we will never ever fight like that again and just talk it out."
"Of course."
"Pinky promise?" I held out my pinky to Leroy And he linked his pinky to mine.
"Thank you."