"I just wanna meet whoever made love, 'cause it hurt."
↛ Houston, Texas ↚
January 1st, 2022
Omniscient
"Why didn't you go with your dad and your brother? Would've been better than bein' by yourself." Kaylyn asked.
Brooklyn shrugged scrolling through Instagram, "didn't feel like it."
Brooklyn was supposed to spend her New Year's at Bria's house, but ever since the other night, she's been avoiding everybody, especially Treyvon. She was on facetime with Kaylyn, updating her on everything since she moved.
"Still think you should try talking to him," Kaylyn set her phone up, leaning it on her dresser, "You like him?"
Brooklyn huffed, "Ion know," she looked through Bria's story, seeing a picture of Bria kissing Treyvon on her close friends, "What the fuck." she mumbled.
"What?"
Brooklyn swiped out of Instagram, "Nothing," she went to her messages texting Sanai. A few seconds later she heard the doorbell ringing, repeatedly, "I'm gon' call you back." She hung up and ran down the steps, looking through the peephole before opening the door.
"Yo pops home?" Mekhi asked.
Brooklyn shook her head and Mekhi walked straight in, "You not gon' say hello or nothin'?" Brooklyn shut the door, locking the door, "just walkin' straight in my house."
"My fault Brook," he looked around the living room quickly, "where my keys at?"
Brooklyn kissed her teeth, "I'm not tellin' you shit til you tell me what the fuck happened."
"Brooklyn ion got time for this shit right now."
Brooklyn shrugged, sitting on the couch, "Guess you takin' an Uber."
Mekhi rolled his eyes, "Igh' fine. I had to help my mom wit' something, I ain't think it would take that long."
"How you helpin' yo' mom in jail?"
Mekhi raised his eyebrow, "If you know then why the fuck you askin' me all these questions."
Brooklyn leaned back on the couch, "I know you got arrested but ion know why."
"Give me my fuckin' keys."
"No."
He sucked his teeth, "Why you makin' shit harder than it is?" he began raising his voice at her, "I got places to be and you sittin' here stalling and shit."