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Bembé's POV

"Hey," I hear Rojo.

I get a warm feeling in my heart space.

"Wassup, I was just wondering about you... now here you are. Out the blue and shit. My bonito nino," I tell him with a smile.

A gust of wind hits me. I cover my eyes.

"Yeah, here I am," I hear, but it's not Rojo.

I open my eyes and see a girl.

"Hi," she waves and smiles.

"Hola, must be your lucky day... Im here."

"Huh?" I look at her funny.

Where's Rojo.

"Im Roja,"she says.

She speaks with the same dialect and tone as him. I rub my eyes and look around.

"You fucking with me ain you? Who the fuck are you? Where is Rojo hidin?" I look around and get more and more uneasy.

"What you mean. It's Roja silly? I'm damn near your girlfriend..."

"Girlfriend?" I scoff.

I look at her like she lost her mind. She pouts.

"I literally just met yo momma."

I start feeling mad weird.

"What?"

Ion like this.

"I knew this was finna happen. I knew I wasn't the only one. You don't even remember who I am. It's me Bembè, Roja. Bruja with the shop-"

"Hell naw yo... you big trippin. You got the wrong person."

I look around at the changing scenery.

"This isn't real?"

"It is!"

"Ro-jo is a dude... man stop playing wit me-"

"You gay now?" She gasps.

It gets ice cold and things start to move in slow motion.

"I thought you liked girls? I thought you wanted to be with a girl!" She starts screaming.

"Where Rojo at! Bring him back!"

The streets and buildings start morphing and sinking but I don't sink with them. She starts melting right in front of me.

"My name is Roja!" Her voice gets deep and monstrous.

"Bruh! This is a dream! Where's Rojo!"

"Who!"

"Rojo Tenoch!" I snap awake.

I lift my head and look around.

My skin is burning up and I'm sweatin bullets in this hoe.

I look around some more and finally let my head fall back on my pillow.

"What the fuck was that y'all?" I groan.

I wince thinking about all the possibilities.

Is Rojo not a good fit?

I toss and turn trying to find comfort.

Should I date shorties instead?

I pinch the bridge of my nose.

Does he want a shorty instead? I thought he was gay...

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