Chapter Twenty-One.

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sorry for spelling errors!

a few days later

riley pov.

"hey bae i'm finna go out with my mom for a couple of hours, you gon be fine without me here?" omar told me putting on his shoes.

'yeah ofc, have fun and tell mama i said hey.' i flashed him a smile.

"fasho, i'll bring you back sum to eat , i love you." he kissed my cheek and walked downstairs out to the door.

to be honest i wanted him to stay with me right now because i'm not feeling to well.

i freshen up in the bathroom, then went downstairs to get sum to drink.

"wassuh riley." rife said as he played the game.

'hey.' i said dryly then walked to the fridge.

he smacked his lips at me.

"what you got an attitude about now?" he set his controller down and got up, walking up to me.

'i'm just not feeling to well, i'm sorry.' i started gulping my water down.

he looked at me crazy and i turned my head to the side.

'excuse me.' i pushed past him and and flopped on the couch.

"rude ass." i heard him mumbled.

'where is caleb and melo?' i asked getting on my phone.

"not here." he came to sat next to me.

'no shit i'm asking where did they go.'

"they went to go handle some business." he sat next to me.

'that's all you had to say.' i put my feets on his lap.

he looked down at them and shook his head.

'what ain't they pretty.' i wiggled my toes chuckling.

"yeah they are." he started to massage them.

'aye chill out..' i moved then feets away from him.

"i mean you the one that put it on me." he shrugged his shoulders.

i kinda liked that but he ain't my nigga so no.

"whatchu tryna do though?" he licked his bottom lip at me.

all this was really catching me off guard..

'excuse me?' i scooted back sum from him.

"why you being pussy?" he chuckled scooting closer back to me.

'i'm telling my nigga on you bye.' i got up but only got pushed back down.

'sharife this is very awkward and-' he grabbed me up by my neck.

"riley shut the fuck and relax." he put a lil squeeze in the neck grab.

'i c-can't.' i bit my lip, holding on to his arm.

man let omar see this and that's the end of both of us, knowing his crazy ass.

he let go of me and tapped the back of my thigh, telling me to jump.

and the dumbass i am, i did it anyways.

he carried me to his room and laid me down on his bed.

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