The bells getting loud, ain't nowhere to hide
OM
I was hanging out at home when Bey started calling me.
Ms being me, I had to decline her my call twice before I answered it. "What, nigga?"
"What are you doing right now?"
"Uhh watching Euphoria, why?"
"Come open your door."
"... Why?"
"Just do it. Stay on the on phone too."
I groaned at the fact I had to get off my couch. But I still did it, I got up and went to the door with my phone still to my ear.
As I opened the door, she was coming out of Robyn's apartment directly across from mine. She smiled and walked in without saying anything, then she hung up on me.
"Um, excuse me?"
"What are we watching?" She took her shoes off an walked over to her couch.
My hand was still on the door handle confused as fuck. "We?"
"Yeah, come here."
She's telling me to come in my own house? "Why are you here?"
"I'm bored, close the door."
I closed the door because I looked dumb just standing there, not because she told me to . "Who told you to get comfortable?" My couch is a sectional so she was basically laying down on the longer side.
"Bro, just come sit."
Bro? I rolled my eyes but sat down anyway. This is my house.
I sat on the couch far away from her. "Where are you coming from?"
"I was with Robyn. What are we watching?"
"Euphoria, like I said on the phone."
She grabbed the remote off my coffee table and pressed play. "Why are you so far away?"
"Classic lame nigga line. I'm good where I'm at."
She didn't say anything and watched the show and I did the same. After a couple minutes, I grabbed the remote and paused it. "I have a question."
"Hm?"
"So I was talking to my friends and they said-"
She laughed. "Here we go."
"Can I finish?" She's so rude.
"Nope. Press play."
"You fucked my friend Jayda."
"Who?"
"You know who she is, stop playing."
"Why do you care? You want me?"
I laughed. "Me? Now you're just saying anything."
"You could get the same treatment as Jayda if you want, ask about me."
She winked and I gagged. "I would rather use a vibrating knife on myself."
"That could be arranged. Like I said, ask about me."
"Do you know what else my friends said?"
She sighed. "Why were y'all even talking about me?"
"They said you've been in and out of jail. So you lied."
"Prison, not jail." She said it so casually like it was nothing.
"What did you go to prison for?"
"Mind your business."
