Teenage Fever // Dd Osama

17

-Kso-

Harlem NY

I was scrolling through IG when I saw this dm. It was a screen recording from Melz live.

I saw this:

I played the video.

Melz: look at these kids

Melz: wanna come home all high nd shit then fall asleep on the couch all booed up.

Melz: when they wake up ima beat they ass 

Melz: "are they official??" idk ask dem yourself

The video ended and I was heated. I want his ass DEAD!!

I threw my phone at my wall.

"Nigga you straight??" My brother asked.

"Fuck outta hea" I yelled.

"Stop being a bitch befo I rock yo shit ong" he slammed my door.

I started tapping my leg. I gots to do something to break them up. If I can't fucking have her NO ONE CAN!

I went downstairs and started pacing around the kitchen when my uncle walked in.

"What chu doing ??" he asked laughing.

"Im going crazy it aint funny" I said about to lose my shit.

"You need to spray onna nigga??" he smirked. Light bulb.

"Not spray... but sumn like dat- you got the tools fo it?" I raised a brow.

"You alr know nephew" he handed me a taser.

"The fuck ds gone do?" I snapped.

"Figure it out. You a real man, right?? You will do sumn wit it" he patted me on the back and walked away.

I grabbed my second phone from the drawer and looked up their location.

"Fuck man" I said in disappointment. I can't get to Dd if he at Melz house w Jdot.

"Think Kso Think" I told myself.

I walked out the house knowing exactly where I was going.

-Jdot-

I woke up to Dd's stank ass breath in my face. He was sleep with his mouth open.

"YO SHIT STANK BRO" I pushed his head away from me and he woke up.

"Huh what??" he looked around rubbing his eyes.

"Brush them shits before you kiss me" I made a gagging noise.

He raised a brow then got mad. "MY BREATH DON'T SMELL THAT BAD"

He got up and went to the bathroom. I stretched out on the couch until Melz came downstairs.