𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞, 𝐨𝐦𝐛/𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧

thirty three.

TAMIA COOPER POV

I don't wanna be back at Shawn's place but I gotta get the rest of my shit. Hopefully he's out doing some Prophet business because I don't wanna see him ever again.

I'm homeless now, so my bed is now a park bench. I could always go back to my mom's place but she doesn't accept me for who I am and I'm not about to change myself just to have a roof over my head. That's why I was so quick to accept Shawn's offer. Because he accepted me.

Well, I guess a park bench is gonna have to do for now.

I opened the front door and Shawn's pacing back and forth. Fucking why.

Shawn snapped his head on to me. "COOP, THERE YOU ARE!"

"Don't speak to me, Shawn. I'm just here to get my stuff."

I made my way to my old room and he followed me. "You don't need to get shit because you ain't moving out!"

"Yes I am."

"NO YOU'RE NOT!"

Shawn literally stood in front of the door, stopping me from going in. I'm losing my patience. "Move out of the way, Shawn! You're not gonna manipulate me anymore! I see right through your ass!"

Shawn spoke apologetically. "This ain't like that! I'm genuinely sorry about going against my word and I feel guilty about it."

I crossed my arms over my chest. "So you regret shooting Latrelle?"

"No but I regret losing you in the process. I shouldn't have went against my word because you're fam, Coop. You're like a little sister to me and I don't want that to change."

"If you're really sorry then turn yourself in!" I demanded. "You can fix this!"

He just laughed dismissively. "That's not gonna do shit and you know that. The Prophets will just avenge me."

"Which is exactly why I'm getting the fuck out of here! I don't mess with the gang shit and I should've stayed true to myself and never gotten involved with you!"

I pushed past him and began packing my clothes into a bag. Shawn watched me furiously. "SO WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?!"

I shoved my shit into my bag before swiveling around. "Losing me is your regret? Ever believing that you were a good guy is MY regret!"

Shawn looked at me with pained eyes. I kept letting him have it though. "I was defending you up and down, telling Latrelle to ease up on you and everything! But now I see that you're no better than the rest of your gang!"

Shawn opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. Probably because he knows I'm right.

I just stared at him in disgust. "I'm outta here."