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KENTRELL'S POV ; FRIDAY - 2:11 PM
not proof read, so excuse my mistakes.
"see there you go trippin again...it was on accident bae." kentrell protested, accidentally had picked up her phone, because a random number calling her she had been secretly talking to.
"why the fuck are you touching my shit and being noisey?" she batted him into the corner of the room. "you so worried about me, let me see your phone." she intimdated him, flashbacks of his dad doing the same to his mom when he was younger.
"why? ian hiding shit..." kentrell defended, he really wasn't, khia hit him on his face, wrestling him for his phone, she'd win, before he sat on the bed, feeling defeated everytime, her laughing at a vunerable kentrell.
before she could even open it, her phone rang, making her look at it before throwing his phone back at him, making him flinch.
he flinched. ever thought she'd frown at him flinching, he was truly scared of her.
"ill see you later." khia rolled her eyes, not feeling any sorry, walking out as kentrell tried his best to keep it together, praying she'd be a better mood when she get home.
"this like your 2nd joint, nigga slow down mane" three called out to an high ass kentrell that was spinning around in his gaming chair, not giving two fucks about what they were talking about, before kentrell mugged him.
"you all by yourself? this a nice ass place tho" kd exclaimed, as he sat on the couch before messing with ben for the second controller. "ain't khia on her way back?" three mentioned, they would laugh at kentrell for no trying to stand up to her, but would sit there and let it happen.
"fuck dat hoe!" ben screamed from the kitchen, earning laughs from everybody, including kentrell, she don't pay bills, her name not on the lease, so who is she to get mad at kentrell's company?
"mane, yeah, she on her way, plus i got an essay to write with somebody soon." kentrell tried to get up, before falling over in the chair, he was really on cloud 9.
"why we gotta leave? what you scared of her or sum? she gon hit yo ass wit a spoon?" kd joked, kentrell got up quickly, getting defensive at the insult.
trigger #1, making jokes out of his abuse.
"say, watch yo fuckin mouth." kentrell without anybody, he was alone, he always been that wa, with khia he thought he'd have company, well hell to be exact.
