*a few minutes later we heard Derek and Kobe screaming from Kobe room and we just assumed they were on the game*
Brooklyn: should we go mess with them. Y/N: yea.
*we got up and went into Kobe's room and they were both sitting down in chairs and we both went behind them and started feeling on there chest*
Kobe: yo hold on. Derek: yo chill! ???: you ain't even getting killed. Derek: nah it's something else.
*they put the controllers down and got up and looked at us*
Kobe: what. Derek: right. Brooklyn: nothin. Y/N: yea nothin. Kobe: bruh y'all just interrupted the whole game- BRUH WTF! Derek: wow you just got me killed perfect. Brooklyn: oops my bad. Y/N: whoops. Kobe: bruh get tf out. Derek: ong. Y/N: shut up Derek. Brooklyn: rude.
*we left there room and started to get ready for the party*
Brooklyn: girl put on a dress. Y/N: no imma wear this. Brooklyn: girl, yk you wanna get freaky later on. Y/N: girl bye. Brooklyn: look your tryinna get freaky wit Kobe and I'm damn sure tryinna get freaky wit Derek. Y/N: eww. Brooklyn: girl he is fine. Y/N: yea no, but your brother is so fine. Brooklyn: girl don't even waste your time, all he does is play video games. Y/N: well I can fix that. Brooklyn: go ahead and try.
*after all that we all were ready for the party and drove there blah and when we got there we smelt s3x,weed,drinks, and everything else*
Derek: they rollin yea I need to get some. Kobe: ong- Y/N: maybe you should get a drink. Kobe: but- fine. Brooklyn: I'm gonna go with Derek. Kobe: don't do nun either. Brooklyn: but you can.
*she left with Derek while me and kobe got some drinks*
Kobe: why are you wearin that. Y/N: it's a party whatchu expect. Kobe: idk but not this. Y/N: 🙄.
*I was about to walk away but then he grabbed my arm really tight*
Kobe: dont let nobody touch you. Y/N: get off me.
*I pulled my arm back and went upstairs to go to the bathroom*
Y/N: *sighs* finally somewhere that doesn't smell bad.
*then there was a knock on the door*
???: hello, are you ok? Y/N: yea I'm fine.
*I opened the door to see a brownskin with curly are he was cute but not cute enough*
Y/N: oh hey. ???: hey I'm Mike, the host of the party. Y/N: oh well, Mike this is a nice house and nice party. Mike: thank you, are you drunk or- Y/N: I don't really drink. Mike: you sure cuz- Y/N: I shouldn't be talking to you. Mike: why not. Y/N: my bf he is a bit crazy. Mike: no I wouldn't wanna ruin that but can you have friends. Y/N: well if I could say yes I would but he says no. Mike: cmon. Y/N: I- ok, but my number is 571-460-1030. Mike: ight. (that's not an actual number...I don't think ,I just made it up)
*and as you know Kobe was standing behind mike about to punch him or something idk but I stopped him by moving mike out the way and Kobe hit the ground because of how hard he was about to hit mike*
Y/N: WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU! Kobe: WTF ARE YOU DOUNG WITH HIM! Y/N: NOTHING WE WERE JUST TALKING! Kobe: ALONE UPSTAIRS! Y/N: YES WE WERNT DOING ANYTHING! Kobe: let's go. Y/N: no. Kobe: get tt over here now. Y/N: ok... Mike: yo don't talk to her like that. Kobe: or what.
*kobe pulled up his shirt and you could see a gun in his pants*
Kobe: tf you finna do. Mike: I- I- umm. Kobe: yea nothin.
*he grabbed my arm and pulled me downstairs to the smoking area, which was in the living room and Brooklyn and Derek were making out and other people were smoking*
Kobe: now stay tf right here wit me until we bout to leave, got it. Y/N: yes...
*he started to roll up and I just sat there in silence*
???: she kinda fine, you wanna pass her over here- Kobe: stfu! ???: I mean you could pass her over to me if you ain't gone pass her to him. Kobe: you wanna get fucked up to. ???: you ain't gone do shit. Kobe: hold this.
*he gave me his blunt, and got up and so did the other guy*
Kobe: stop fuckin wit me. ???: pass her over here. Kobe: say it again. ???: I said pass ya bitch over-
*kobe hit the guy so hard in the nose that the guy was bleeding*
Kobe: say something else nigga!
*next thing we knew were so other people coming over to check on the guy*
Kobe: bitch! ???: he- he's not breathing... Kobe: ... Y/N: Kobe wtf! Kobe: lets go, let go!
*we got Derek and Brooklyns attention and left the party and went back to Brooklyn's house, I was up in Kobe's room while he was on his phone*
Y/N: you wanna explain why you acted like that at the party. Kobe: I don't got to explain shit, I just wanna know what you was doin upstairs wit another nigga. Y/N: we were talking and he thought something was wrong and I told him I was ok. Kobe: why are you lying. Y/N: I'm not lying I would never lie to you. Kobe: yea ok. Y/N: Kobe I can't do this. Kobe: what do you mean. Y/N: we should break up- Kobe: what? Y/N: were just on to different path. Kobe: but after all I did for you. Y/N: I'm sorry.
Kobe: Y/N don't quit on us. Y/N: Kobe I-
*he kissed me and I pulled away*
Y/N: a kiss isn't gonna solve everything. Kobe: Y/N I'm sorry pls don't do this, I need you. Y/N: no you don't need me you want me. Kobe: Y/N, the day I saw you I fell in love with you, and when we got together I couldn't ask for anything more to make me happy. Y/N: Kobe I can't- Kobe: pls. Y/N: I'm sorry but no... maybe we could just be friends. Kobe: no Y/N, pls.
*got up and hugged me*
Kobe: don't do this I love you. Y/N: yea I did to. Kobe: huh? Y/N: Kobe you don't even trust be nor believe me. Kobe: I'm sorry I was just drunk and- Y/N: and let's not mention you brought a gun to the party. Kobe: Y/N I'm trying to protect you as best as I can- Y/N: no you don't need to protect me, I have a brother and that's all I need- Kobe: what about me? Y/N: idk but your not my- Kobe: cmon don't do this let's just take a break but not break up, pls?
Y/N: .........
To be continued...
