{Diamond}
~DeonTre's House~
||6:23 P.M||
-Tuesday-
I could be at home right now...but my dumb ass let him pick me up so here is my consequences.
Some buffed up tall ass nigga caught my attention.
"Wassup Tre-
"Call me that I dare yo ass"
"Tre Jr"
I pouted looking up at Kimo.
"Take dat shit back-better show respect for lil woo" Kimo said putting his arm on the top of me head. This buffed nigga let out a laugh fixing his hood.
"What you say yo name was again mamas?"
"Ian telling you shit"
"Ight Tre Jr"
I put my head on Kimo chest as he guided me backwards to the couch.
"He got a extra bedroom?"
"You sleepy?"
"Yes"
We got back up as he grabbed my hand guiding me to the back.
~~~
"Wait" Stopped em just on time to.
"Hm?"
"....read me a bedtime story"
He let out a chuckle sitting down on the bed as I put my head on his lap.
"Once upon a time there was this girl named Diamond...she was bout ugly as motherfucker"
I let out a chuckle covering half my face with the cover.
"She kept claiming she wanted to beat up a dude name Kendrick but-wait-got damn-
"Oh my god yo name Kendrick?"
"No it's Harry"
"Nawl it's Kendrick-awww"
"Shhh lemme finish my story"
"Ok my bad"
"She kept claiming she wanted to beat up Kimo and shit but when her and Kimo got into it she lost-
"Nawl hell I didn't-
"But one day they scheduled a lil date and got to know each other type shit-and the next day a motherfucker was talking shit about Diamond ugly ass-so Kendrick-I mean Kimo knocked him outta his shoes...the end"
"That was one interesting most plot twisted ass story I ever heard-
The door opened getting my attention.
"Come on nigga" Bashar commanded.
"Gimmie 2 minutes-
"We starting now"
"Ight"
Bashar closed the door, then Kimo started playing in my hair.
"Gone head and go, it seem like you needed"
"...true..."
I got up off his lap and lied my head up on a pillow closing my eyes.
"If you need me I'm in the backyard Ight"
"Ok"
Sholl going there when I wake up.
{Bashar}
~DeonTre's House~
||6:34 P.M||
-Tuesday-
Dead ass wanna smhack the fuck up outta both of they ass.
~~~
Couldn't even focus for real.
Probably need to take Diamond advice and get out the streets for a lil but-shii keep on forgetting ima rapper and shit.
We went in the backyard bout to take a smoke and play football. When dem wings getting here cause shii I'm hungry.
"Ayo Pimp you called in the order for dem wings?!" I asked while MJ tossed me the ball.
"Yeah nigga give it bout 30 minutes!" The fuck he running to? It's just trees back there.
I took my jacket and shirt off only have on a T-Shirt then reached in my pocket pulling out a blunt. Mitch was right there rolling some up scaring the fuck outta me.
"Damn nigga almost gave me a heart attack"
"My bad homie-
"Pop! Mitch! get y'all fat ass on dah field we need y'all to make the teams even!" Rico commanded. Guess I'll save dis blunt for later.
~~~
Rico team was trash as fuck.
"Nigga change y'all quarter back MJ trash as fuck" I pointed out.
"Homie I got yo ass-don't get salty and shit"
"When?"
"When DeonTre had tackled Rico yo ah thought yo was slick-
"Nigga I jumped ova yo ass cause you slipped-
"On my mama you lying"
"Stop all dat cap y'all team trash"
"If anything Kimo trash"
I saw Kimo behind MJ, his face expression was funny as fuck.
"Nawl hell I ain't"
"Homie how you let the nigga wit the ball tackle you? Then it was Dillion ass-he ah whole toothpick"
"On my dead brother grave you lying-Rico fucking tackled me along with Mitch-! That's why y'all ass got the point!"
"Ouu you capping like a motherfucker!"
"Nawl dis nigga just trash as fuck-hate to admit we fucking won that" I said looking at MJ. He raised his eyebrow.
"Man on my daddy y'all lying we won dah bitch"
I heard a soft ass background voice.
"Kimo"
I looked at the porch seeing Diamond there with my hoodie on rubbing her eyes, then I looked at Kimo who was grinning.
Some fucking bull shit.
I'm mad jealous.
"Ayo the food here!" Kimo yelled heading back inside. Damn they was taking they precious ass time bring that.
~~~
"Which one mine" I asked looking down at the plates.
"You and Diamond ordered the same thing right?" Pimp asked.
"Yeah"
"Who ordered rice"
"Shiii"
Stuff look mad good to.
I picked up ha plate putting mine in the microwave heading to the back room.
"Ayo"
She opened ha eyes sitting up.
"Here"
She grabbed the plate going to the desk.
"Appreciate it"
I walked out heading back in the kitchen.
Fuck yo gratitude ion fucking want it.
{Diamond}
~DeonTre's House~
||7:24 P.M||
-Tuesday-
I'm just ready to go home. Don't wanna fucking be here.
Gone fucking make me slap his ass.
~~~
Dem wings hit. I headed to the kitchen throwing the plate away seeing the same buffed up nigga.
Look like DeonTre big lip ass.
Who is dis motherfucker and why he keep fucking staring at me?
I went to back to the room pulling my phone out.
<3,497 Notifications🥱
:drink?
:come get it
Man this bullshit-don't nobody wanna see his face.
I got up putting my hood on heading out the room. This weed as hoodie-stop smelling like weed kids, gotta make sure you got a clear case in front of your parents.
I saw Bashar sitting on the couch laughing but his face changed up when he saw me.
He held out a Sunkist as I grabbed it heading back to the room putting my face in a pillow.
Fuck dis nigga.
I'm glad Ian say I love you back.
Just another KeAndre...I'll just keep saying that in my head...I'll never say it out loud though. No matter how bad he hurt me I wouldn't wanna put him in that position to, I'm not the type to do that nor put them in that situation. It just seem wrong.
Just the type to walk out wrong knowing I'm right.
~~~
Was just scrolling through IG when the door opened getting my attention.
"Zoey and them outside" Bashar said. I took off his hoodie throwing it at him putting my slides on grabbing my phone.
I saw him close the door locking it.
"Oh my god what the FUCK do you want now bruh?!" I yelled...in my head...I wouldn't of said that shit out loud only to get punched again-I'm stupid but Ian that stupid now.
He walked up to me grabbing my waist sitting my back down on the bed.
"You love me?"
"....no...."
"Don't play wit my feelings-
"I'm keeping it real wit you"
"Diamond-
"Ion wanna have dem waiting so watch back"
I got up only to get pushed back down. Man I'm ready to go home like I'm so sleepy and ion even know why. I got off work early today ion know what the problem is.
"You playing wit my feelings"
"My bad Ian trying to"
"Can I come over tomorrow"
"No"
"Why?"
"Ian gone be here tomorrow" my ass pointed out lying like a motherfucker.
"Where you gone be at?"
"Why would I tell you that?"
He just stared at me with a lil sad look but then again aggressive.
"You playing wit my feelings"
"Can I tell you some?"
"Anything baby"
"...fuck yo feelings..."
He got quiet all of a sudden. It's really fuck him-go get a bitch pregnant and start a new life.
"So you really saying fuck me?"
"Definitely"
"You gone be back"
"I doubt that shit"
"Swear for god you gone be back" he said laughing.
"Get the fuck up out my way-
I got up only to get pushed back down.
"...hope you know Ian mean to slap yo ah"
"Ight"
I got up only to get pushed back down again-like nigga move!
"Dead ass...stop fucking blocking me out"
"Ima for ever block you out"
"Don't talk like that...you for real want me out yo life?"
"Yes-so can you get the fuck up out of it?"
"Make sure you tell my niño that"
"The fuck is a niño?"
"....look it up in Spanish...."
"Is you gone move cause like dem motherfuckers waiting"
"Can I get one last kiss?"
"Can you get the fuck up outta my face?"
"One kiss and I'm outta yo life..."
"You lying"
"I just want you to be happy"
"You lying like a motherfucker"
"Why would I lie bruh?"
"You lied plenty of times ion trust yo ass"
He took a deep breath grabbing my neck kissing me sliding his tongue in my mouth.
Then got on top of me pinning one of my hands above my head and the other one still gripping my neck. Ian kiss back nor tongue back...really not feeling his vibe for real.
If he fall a sleep at my apartment again ima be on some swiper no swiper shit try me if you want to.
"Mo-....ve-...."
He kept on kissing me licking the inside of my mouth like yeen that desperate. Then it came to me. He probably ate a bitch out-AYYEE.
I tried pushing him off me but it ain't work.
Ayo I'm tryna stay disease free and by him who was just wit dat pregnant bitch Ian feeling the vibe.
So I played with the flow like I actually wanted it.
I moved back looking at him then turning my head.
"Get the fuck back cause you probably ate somebody out"
"Ate somebody out-why the fuck would I do that?"
"Can you please move-
"Please baby...I'm straight up begging yo ass-you can't expect me to move on that quick bruh"
"Nigga you moved on when we was in a relationship ion see the difference nor problem right now"
He got up putting his hands in his pocket looking down at me.
I got up grabbing my Sunkist heading to the door only get get stopped again like bruh let me go.
He grabbed my waist going down grabbing my ass.
"Can't tell me you don't miss dat shit-
"I don't"
"....I love you"
"Fuck you"
I left out heading into the hallway seeing Dillion.
"Um is you ok?"
"I look off as fuck don't it?" He asked smiling.
"For real"
"Yeah I'm just a lil sick I think"
"Get better" I patted his back heading outside seeing Zoey leaning on the car.
"Wassup mama" she said smiling.
"Heyyyyy"
"I know you tied, been here for the longest"
"I am. Where Terry at his bitch ass ain't wanna come see me?"
"His ugly ass in the car"
"Good that mean he got my fucking bra up in dah-
Zoey stepped up to me looking me up and down, at least that's what I thought. She was holding my bra in ha hand.
"Thank you" I whispered grabbing it.
"You welcome" she whispered back. I would kiss her but...you know.
"Yo mama!" Terry yelled.
I walked over to the drivers side seeing him on his phone but put it down looking up at me smiling.
"Fuck you yelling for?"
"I wanted to get your attention"
"Well you got it so wassup-lemme drive"
He looked at me starting the car up patting on his lap. I'm single so Ian tripping.
"Terry give me a solid and let me take yo place" Zoey said.
"I fucking hate you" Terry got out the car bumping into Zoey getting in the backseat.
They doing solids now? Shii they crazy.
In the corner of my eye I saw Tre ghetto ass.
"Nigga you is ghetto" I pointed out rolling the window down.
"Wassup crackhead"
"Wassham"
"How you doing?"
"Good how bout you?"
"Same"
"Why yeen just use a sink?"
"Cause DeonTre banned me from using his"
"What yo stupid ass do?"
"It's personal"
"Crazy as fuck-text me"
"Ight"
I rolled the window back up backing out. Bashar caught my attention, he walked outside with his hands in his jogging pants.
Really fucking miss that nigga...but by me holding on to him Ian gone get no where in life.
So it's fuck you for life.