Boo'd Up (Kendrick Lamar love story)

Kenny & Kay

"Bruh, how you from Compton and rockin with Warriors?," Kenny laughed.

"What's wrong with Warriors?," I laughed.

After the show and Kenny hanging with his friends and family, we headed back to Compton. Kendrick wanted to come to my house and chill since he would be off the next day. I didn't mind so that's what we decided.

When I told Tasha that we were ready to head back to Compton, she basically threw her keys at me and said have fun. She's literally been hooked to Drake's hip ever since they saw each other. Tasha's never been one to be in a relationship. She would tell you herself, she sleeps around. If she thinks someone is attractive, she'll call them baby daddy or hubby or something in that nature but that's not because she actually sees herself with this someone.

So I find it a bit shocking that she's clinging to Drake the way she has. But I did finally meet Drake. I told him he better take care of my girl or it's me and him fighting. He laughed and told me he would. He laughs but I'm serious. My bitch come home fucked up, I'll fuck him up. PERIOD. I don't condone fighting but I will if a bitch has to.

Anyways, I drove her car back. Kenny, Q and Evon rode with me while the others followed in their van that they rented. We all went to a studio and hung out but eventually, we went our separate ways. As I thought would happen, Evon and Q left together when I drove back to my house so Evon could get her car. And Kenny and I went inside.

I texted my mom to let her know I was coming so she unlocked the door. Kenny and I pretty much just been chillin in my room while mama and Gigi were sleeping. It was past 1:30 in the morning, I wasn't even close to being tired though.

Kenny and I just been talking and laughing about random topics. Right now, we just kinda laid out on my bed. He asked me if I watch basketball and we've been on the topic since.

"Ain't nothing wrong with the Warriors, it's just usually people from here say Lakers. And Warriors don't have the best track record," he responded.

"You clearly you haven't seen Steph Curry," I laughed.

"You're clearly delusional," he laughed.

"No because I like the Lakers. I love Kobe, I just prefer Warriors," I shrugged. Kenny shook his head.

"I guess I'll accept that answer but don't tell Mack that shit. He a die hard fan of Lakers," he laughed loudly.

I immediately hush him," Shhhh, my baby sister's room is right next to mine. She's sleeping."

He covered his mouth and mumbled something like my bad. I chuckled at him. He's so goofy.

"Speaking of, I heard you had a sister. What's her name?," he asked, curiously.

"Her name is Gianna Rose. She's 3 years old. Sweet little Hispanic girl. She's not very talkative due to her past but I believe it'll get better with time. Mama adopted her over a year ago."

"What happened to her parents?"

"We don't know anything about her dad but her mom had took Gigi to the ER because she was badly beaten. Gigi was one of my mom's patients and like one would, my mom was suspicious of the mom at first. I personally didn't see her in such state but from the way mama described it...just sick. Gigi's mom is Mexican and barely spoke English so the doctor was having a hard time understanding her when asked what happened. My mom volunteered to talk to her because she speaks Spanish.

Apparently, Gigi's mom left her with her boyfriend at home. She was out doing something but when she came home, the place was a mess. Completely wrecked. Her mom's boyfriend was shot dead and Gigi was badly beaten, completely bare from the waist down which they was lead to believe she was sexually assaulted which we later found out she was. Gigi was dying so her mom took her the hospital.