Tell Me You Love Me (not edited)

Chapter XII

Chapter 12
West Orlando
Liyahs pov

It was 2:30pm after school, me and Gary were at the furniture store because the house will be completely furnished and done ASAP bitch. Gary lived in these new apartments they just built on Mercy Drive it was ghetto as fuck outside but big as hell on the inside.

That thing also has a total of 3 things in there so no I don't wanna live like this. I walked down the isle looking at couches. I been on Pinterest all day getting ideas "this is cute" I stopped in front of a black living room set, this was very cute it was velvet with gold accents.

I twisted my lips as my mind ran miles "Should we start with the bed?" I asked Gary he shrugged "I feel like that would be easier" he said while looking at his phone so I took it "pay attention to me" i mugged him.

He sucked his teeth and put his arm around me. After buying mostly everything we needed we left and went to a couple more stores for groceries. "Okay well I want Cinnamon Toast Crunch" Gary said picking up a box and throwing it in the cart. I stopped "Latrell what I tell you about throwing shit in my cart" shaking the cart as he turned to look at me with the nastiest face he could muster.

I turned my face up acting irritated, waiting for him to snap about me saying his middle name. "I don't know who that is, stop saying that police ass shit in public" he picked up a big box of Honey Nut Cheerios knowing that's my favorite and threw it in the cart.

"stopthrowingshitinthismuthafuckincart" I did the butthole face like a mom telling her kid to put that shit back. He bust out laughing "you so damn ugly bruh"
"Ya mammy" I said as we got to the produce section

"The real question is Li-yah is you cooking for a nigga" he drew out my name as he threw his arm over my shoulder. I huffed "yeah jit if I don't we goin starve or get fat off Uber eats and McDonald's" I shook my head I'm very much not that bitch okay. Like I'm THAT bitch but the bitch that be in the kitchen making plates slaving meals for the family and shit uh yeah not me.

But I guess it is now I shook my head as I FaceTimed key to ask what to buy. As we packed Gary's truck with all these bags it was full to the brim between the furniture and the groceries we needed to get home. Tomorrow after school we was getting a lot of stuff delivered so we had to get started on putting shit together tonight.

I can't believe I'm moving in with him it feels wild as hell. I'm gonna ease my boy out of the streets, i was more excited about being on his ass more than anything. I don't wanna change him I just want him to grow up, it was fun while it lasted. Skipping and leaving school early, but if he don't finish this year he won't graduate. If he don't graduate I just have a feeling the streets will swallow him for real.

"GARY YOU PISSING ME OFF FOR REAL HOLD THIS SHIT UP!" I stomped my foot holding up this big ass piece of bed frame. This goofy ass man couldn't stop laughing, I just looked at him "Zoe you making me mad"

"I'm not no fuckin' zoe girl" he stale faced me. I laughed "come hold this up" I shook the piece aggressively he grabbed it and I grabbed the other one. "What the hell is that?" Niy asked sitting on the floor, she was here for moral support she can't do heavy lifting cause she still has stitches.

"So we bought this dumb ass bed From this furniture store the man all like it's easy to put together blah blah so G goin say ight fuck ya we putting it together so now we gotta out this big dumb bed together and it's all his fault. The dumb bitch" I pouted and crossed my arms.

"I can do this shit without yo cry baby ass for real" Gary said from next to me
I ain't even look at him "shut up everybody in here know that's a lie" it was gonna be a long night.