"So are you coming over tonight yes or no ?" Jasmine asked while we walked inside the store, it has been two weeks later now, and still no progress in Chris and me. At this point, I start to think that we broke up but I didn't want to believe that. I would be devastated.
I saw him on social media tho, he was focused on his basketball. None of his posts were related to anything else, only basketball.
"I don't know." I sighed while we walked towards the groceries we needed.
"Come on, it's Kyrie his birthday. You gotta show up tonight." She whined.
"I know, but you know if Kyrie gon be there Chris gon be there too," I said.
It's Kyrie's birthday and Jasmine organized a surprise party in her apartment for him, in her small ass apartment.
"You can't run away from him forever, I know y'all broke up but-"
"We didn't break up," I argued.
"Then what is it that y'all be doing ?" She cocked her head to the side, honestly, I didn't know.
It was hard, I couldn't face him but I wanted to see him and be with him. I don't know.
"I don't know, just drop it okay." I turned around and grabbed a bag of chips, I planned on getting pregnant with a food baby tonight.
"Just come through Jordan, even if it's only for 5 minutes. Kyrie isn't only his friend he's also yours and you know that, you want me to tell him you didn't want to come to his own birthday party ?" She gave me puppy eyes and I mentally rolled my eyes.
"He doesn't even know he's going to have a party." I shrugged.
"But he gon notice you not there tho." She argued back still giving me those puppy eyes.
"Fine, I'll go. But if Chris talks to me I'm blaming you." I pointed my finger at her.
"I promise, I'll keep him away from you." She clapped her hands together with a goofy smile on her face.
"Aight go get me some cereal, I wanna have my depression breakfast tomorrow so I need my cereal," I said.
"You a walking depression woman." She joked while walking away from me, she joked but it's true.
I am a walking depression.
I needed some whipped cream too, opening the freezer where the whipped cream was stocked I tried to reach up and get it.
"Who the fuck puts whip cream on the top? There's a little woman like me who need it." I mumbled to myself.
"You need some help ?" I heard a deep raspy voice from behind me, turning around I saw this familiar face but I couldn't remember where I recognized him from.
"Yes please." I smiled, he stepped forward to help me and got the can of whipped cream for me.
He handed me the can and smiled, that's when I realized how handsome he actually was.
And then I realized where I knew him from.
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