- Desmond -
I walked into church, wearing a black suit, with some black dress shoes.
Joyce was already seated with her mom, on the row we normally sit on. She looked at me and smiled, and I gave her nod, sitting next to her.
" Hey. " She whispered. " Hey. " I said dryly. I was really pissed at what Joyce did to my ' bae ' yesterday. Like are you really one of those girls?
" What's wrong with you? " She asked. " We'll talk about it later. " I said. Cause if we talk now, i'ma be cussing like a promiscuous girl. " Okay. " She shrugged.
After service, we went home, and I chilled in my room all day watching love and hip hop new york. I swear Jhonni Blaze, Cyn, and Erica are bae. So fucking sexy!
My phone started playing Come Thru. It's Joyce, she made that her ringtone for herself, when she was at my house a couple weeks ago.
" Wassup. " I said biting in my strawberry. " Speak to me. " She commanded. " Why you starting shit with Brooklyn? " I asked. " I didn't. " She lied with much attitude. " Hmmph. "
" What? "
" Why you lying, see this one reason why I ain't ever gone date you. You lie!...... And its all the time, thinking you gone get out of trouble. " I said. " And you know I hate liars! And since you lying to me you cut for a week. " I said.
There was a moment of silence. I was gone let her talk, and i'ma try not to say anything.
I heard a sniff, and I wanted to stab this girl through the phone. I just hung up. Fuck her feelings. She lied!
- Brooklyn -
" I fucking hate you. You messing up Dessy and I's friendship! " Joyce said through the phone as I soon as I picked. I hung up on her, and she kept calling back. I texted her saying " stfu and go find your life if you have one. "
Is our friendship really on the edge because of Desmond?
One, its Sunday, I just got out of church I don't have time for drama! Plus, Desmond's coming over today, and i'm tryna have fun I don't want that time to be ruined. When me and Desmond get into an argument its big. And I hate it cause he's like my brother.
I went downstairs checking the house to make sure its clean. Mom and pops were in the living room cuddled up watching t.v.
The doorbell rung, and I went to answer, checking myself in the mirror, before I answered. I had on some sweat pants, a t-shirt, and my hair up into a ponytail.
I opened the door, and smiled seeing Desmond, his mom and i'm guessing his sister. They look just alike she just has hazel eyes like her mama and he doesn't.
His mom was so pretty, with dark curly natural hair, she was tall and slim. She was probably 5.7 or 5.8. She had smooth light brown skin. His sister was a caramel color, with hazel eyes, and curvy, with natural hair. Her hair was light brown and had golden ends. She was probably 5.5 or 5.6
" Hey. " I let them in. " Wassup Brook. " Desmond gave me a hug and picked my butt up. I was about to slap him, but I couldn't I bet his mama would kill me. So I shot him and evil look as my face burned.
We went into the living room, and mama stood up. " Hey you must be Desmond! " She smiled and hugged all three of them.
After mom's big introduction, Hazel and Ms.Davidson left, then I gave Desmond a tour of the house.
- Desmond -
" Girl you living large. " I said. " I guess. " She shrugged sitting on a white leather couch across her room. Her room is huge!
I laid on her bed, making myself at home.
" So she called me complaining about me messing up y'all relationship. " She pressed her lips together as she sat on her bed. " You serious? " I asked. She nodded slowly, and I wiped my face. " What's wrong with her? " I asked. " She's jealous. " Brook shrugged. " It's obvious. " I said. " Why though? I'm seeing Damion. " She said and my heart sank a little, but I tried not to make it noticeable, but i'm very expressive in my facial expressions and eyes.
But apparently, I couldn't help it.
" Why do you like him? " I asked in a disgusted way. " What you mean? " She asked. " What do you see him? " I asked. " He's sweet, cute, charming, and smart. " She smiled. " That's it? " I asked. " I mean yea. We're just hanging out. Shouldn't you be happy for me, I thought we were friends. " She said pouting. " I am happy for you. It's just that - " I trailed off. It was quiet and she looked at me, and I looked into her eyes. " Nothing. " I shook my head.
" Why shouldn't I like him? " She asked. " I'm going to let you figure that out. " I said. " No tell me. " She said. " No. I want you to experience what love isn't. " I said. " Why? " She asked in a worried tone. " You'll figure that out later. If I can keep my big mouth shut. " I stated. " Why you making it sound like he's going kidnap me? " She asked. " He might. " I smirked. " Stop it Des. " She threw a pillow at me, and I ducked.
" I'm tired. " I said. " You're not about to go to sleep. "
" Please. " I whined. " No. " She shook her head. " Wanna go to the pool? " She asked. " Sure. " I shrugged.
We walked downstairs, seeing Hazel and mama talking to Brook's parents in the living room. I signaled for Hazel to come with us, and she turned to mama, then walked over to me. We sat in one of the suntan chairs, and I closed my eyes.
" So you're Brook? " My sis asked. " Yea, and you're his sister. " Brook stated but it sounded like a question. " Hazel. " Hazel stated. " I've heard a lot about you. " Hazel said. My eyes snapped open, and I knew Hazel was about to spill, if I didn't tell her not too. I looked at her, and gave her that look like " Don't tell her anything. "
" Good or bad? " Brook asked. " Both. " Hazel smiled. Brook sat Indian style, and I laid down in between her legs, as I listened to Fetty Wap with my headphones in, and sung along. Brook played with my curls.
