Bigger Than Most

Chapter 42💜

Anthony( Ghost)

           My little brother Antwon and I was on the couch, watching some show on tv. Honestly he was watching it, I was barely paying attention since I was in my phone texting the homies. Had to make sure shit was taking care of at my traps.

I wanted to chill with my moms and lil brother for a few days. I needed to stay away for a little bit after the hospital shit with Monica. Shit was getting hectic and I need space and time to think about what imma do about these weird ass niggas. If it ain't one thing it's another.

My moms finding out I got shot was enough for her to be upset and not talk to me right now. After she gave me the 'I told you so speech' of course. So she was upstairs in her room, probably still on the phone with my aunt.

Antwon told me she told our aunt about Nae and how much she liked her. I wasn't surprised since she tells my aunt everything. And since she disliked all of the other girls I dealt with she was too fond of Nae. How was Ranae doing was all she said to me today.

I just told her she what I was hoping honestly. That she's good since I haven't spoken to her since I took her back to her folks. After what I said to her I doubt she wanted to talk to me right now. Shit sucks cause her birthday in a few days. Timing was terrible.

The look on her face made me instantly regret saying that shit to her. It's like I was leading her on when that's not the case. She's mean a lot to me, she's special. Shes an escape from what I deal with. And the fact that my mama like her is a plus.

But seeing her at my trap, face covered in tears, fucked me up. I don't know what possessed her to come to my spot late. I definitely didn't expect her to do pop ups, especially since we ain't together yet.

Luckily, It was my people and not these niggas after her pops and me. Regardless if he likes me or not, I try to keep her safe and out of harms way as well. So my irritation with her was shown since I care about her ass too much.

It's crazy how she know she doesn't want or need to be around all this shit, especially not now. But she puts herself in it by not listening. She worried about the wrong shit instead of school. What she did was stupid.

I went to my social media which is just Instagram and Snapchat. I barely use the shits.

     "Bro, you tryna play to thirty?" Antwon asked, bringing me out my thoughts. He stood up, grabbing my basketball from out the closet.

      "Nah." I say, going back into my phone.

I hear him smack his teeth. "Bruh, why?"

      "Cause you just gone cry to ma when you lose."

      "I never cried to mama." He mugged me and I looked at him, staled faced. He let out a laugh, tossing the ball lightly in the air, catching it. "Bruh, that was once and I was seven. I'm ready now."

I haven't played since the community park with Kev and them.
        "To 15." I say, putting my phone on the charger next to me. "Don't need you crying and I gotta take care of some after."

      "Nobody gone be crying." He mugged me.

      "Yeah Ight." I stood up and went upstairs to my room to grab my basketball shoes. After putting them on, I went downstairs and to the backyard.