Shëyyä
It's been 8 hours now no call from Kentrell no text he ain't show up to the house or nothing. I can't believe he really at a nigga house right now.
"Sheyya go to sleep!" Bryson yelled
"I can't! You know I'm used to sleeping with him i can't get comfortable" I mumbled
"He fine I promise Kentrell ass always doing some shit. You know that"
"That's the problem. His ass is always doing some shit he needa chill out"
My phone started ringing making me fumble off the couch to pick it up
"Wassup?" I said eagerly waiting for an anwser
"Sheyya?! Yo boyfriend is off his fucking ass man! He went to the club and them niggas look like one more second of him alone and they was gone have an orgy with his ass!" Tione spats
"Where y'all at right now?" I said picking up my keys
"I got him and brought him back to my house cause he was crying about how you put em out and ain't have nowhere to go"
I rolled my eyes, he extra he should of just came home
"Aight bruh I'm on my way"
"Say less"
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I knocked on the door shifting my feet until Tione came to open it and hurried in
I look around to see Kentrell passed out on the floor
"He kept falling off the couch ion know what's wrong with em" Tione said
"Thank you for picking him up Tione" I mumbled picking him up
"Uh huh. Stop being mean to his big dumbass you know he sensitive when it comes to you" he said walking me to the door
His ass don't act like it he a big gangsta right?
"Heard you" I said finally getting out the house
I hear the door close behind me and sighed hopefully his ass stay sleep the whole ride ion got time right now.
My ass is tired
I put him in the passenger seat and put his seatbelt on and went to the other side and got in myself
I started the car up and turned the music off so all you could hear was his light breathing, it made me forget why I was mad at him for a second
Ion know why he always wanna argue and not listen to me I be tryna help him not hide his ass. Now it shol ain't he can't be at no damn club when his head is wanted in the streets
Jonathan ass gotta go
I was so in my head I didn't hear Kentrell calling me
"Sheyyy" he whined squirming in his seat
"Hm?"
