Alone II (The Greene's)

Twenty -4

Joy

I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body.

After drying myself off completely I slipped on the clothes Keyon provided me with.

I walked out of the bathroom and tossed my clothes on to the floor next to the bed with my heels. I climbed in bed although keyon wasn't there.

My phone began ringing. It was neveah. She finally called back after 5 missed calls.

"Hello." I replied Joining the FaceTime call. "Hey , girl where are you?" She asked.

"No where are YOU?" I flipped the question.

"I'm at Mani house." She replied.

"You done?" Keyon walked back in the room. I nodded my head.

"Girl- who is that and where you at? Is it that nigga you was dancing with? I seen tha-" I cut her off by laughing.

"Um...mind yours. But I'm okay. Should I come back tonight?" I asked.

"Youn have to. Mani mama ain't coming back till like 3 tomorrow and she gon be knocked out when she get here." She explained.

"Aight , so I'll come back tomorrow before 3." I explained. "Aight. If you wanna get some dick , you do-" I cut her off.

"Girl bye. Ian doing allat." I started. "Aight...I'm just saying. If that was me , i- ok nevermind. Good night friend." She hung up and I shook my head dropping my phone.

"She sound sneaky."

I looked up at keyon and shook my head. "You sneaky too. Why yo mama ain't never home?" I asked as he climbed in bed.

"I live by myself." He explained. "At 17?..." I asked and he nodded as he began scrolling on Netflix. "Not really...but I say that cuz my mama ain't never home."

"Come here." He motioned me over. "Hm?" I questioned grabbing my phone.

"I said come here , why you so far?" He asked.

Cuz I'm worried I'll drop my panties too soon and regret it.

I scooted closer to him and laid my head on his chest and my free arm rested on his chest.

He wrapped his arm around my waist as he played Menace 2 society.

"You hungry , ma?" He asked.

"Mmm mmm." I shook my head no. "Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked randomly.

That autumn situation pissed me off. I will never let a nigga put me through that again. I feel like he used Me.

"Nah. If I did I wouldn't be laid up with you like this." He explained. "Oh." I replied.

We began talking about random stuff and it got personal.

"My mama was never really there. She always out chasing some nigga." He explained as I toyed with the small amount of hair on his chin.

"Aww I'm sorry. What about your dad?" I questioned looking at him. "I never knew who he was." He shook his head.

"You don't have siblings?" I asked. He nodded. "One older brother and two younger sisters." He started.

"Oh sorry I didn't mean to...be nosy." I started. He shook his head. "You good. Ion mind. Tell me bout you." He started.

"Well...my parents were always there so I can't say I relate...but I have 6 siblings and with them all being younger than me I feel like my parents focus on them a lot more than me because I'm almost grown so they figure I got everything figured out and clearly I don't. I'm not saying they're bad parents but they treat me like I'm grown so I go do grown shit." I started.

"That's why I'm always at a party or doing..." I stopped myself realizing I was saying too much.

I really liked this boy and I didn't wanna fuck this yo and say that.

He turned to look at me. "doing what?" He asked. I shook my head. "Drugs? That ain't nun bad." He shrugged.

"You promise you won't judge me or look at me different?" I asked as I looked at him.

He nodded. "I promise." He spoke lowly and softly. "That's why I always do some type of drug." I finally admitted.

"I just feel like since they don't pay attention to me , I do things I know I'm not sussposed to be doing to make myself feel better about it. It's a way of getting back at them without them actually knowing..." I tried my best to explain but I doubt he understood.

"I know what you mean. I used to do sneaky shit all the time cuz my mama didn't pay attention to me and she wasn't home." He started.