F.U.K.Y.O.U.

Chapter 15

Malik

"Bro. Bro, Malik."

"Hm?" I said, looking around the room to see I was in a hospital room, on the floor with Jermaine and King looking in my face.

"Bro you straight?" King said, grabbing my arm to help me up.

"Yeah." I said, rubbing the back of my head. "What happened?"

"You passed the fuck out, that's what happened." Nia said, scoffing.

I turned away from her and seen Khalisé just looking at me with her arms crossed. She was the one in the hospital bed.

That's when everything came back to me.

Flashback:

"I oughta beat the fuck outta Amara's ass." I mumbled, wrapping my hand up.

"Nigga, you better be lucky that's all she did." Jermaine said, putting his hood on his head.

It's been about 20 minutes since we left Amara's house but before I left I tried to get back into the house. You know, the Vinchi way. I tried to break into that bitch, but by the time I got the door open, she slammed it back and my hand was in between the door and the frame. That hurt like hell.

"Dawg, shut up, yeen even have to go through this." I mumbled.

I sighed, snatching my phone outta my pocket as someone called me. I do not feel like being bothered right now so whoever it is better not be on some bullshit.

"Yo?"

"Malik, why the fuck you ain't answering yo phone?" I heard Nia's voice say, making me close my eyes.

"Look Nia, wassup? Cause I ain't got time for no bullshit."

"Khalisé passed out and is in the hospital." I opened my eyes and sat up a little.

"Don't play with me, bruh. What's going on, for real?" I asked. I held my finger up at Jermaine who was asking me what was going on.

"Bro, why the fuck would I play like this? Imma send you my location, either you come or you don't." She said before hanging up.

"Her and that damn attitude. No wonder her and Amara are best friends." I mumbled before standing up.

"What's up?" Jermaine said, standing up too.

"Khalisé in the hospital."
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I put my hood on my head and put my shades on as I waited for Nia to come get us.

"Bro, what's wrong with you? Why you walking like that?" Jermaine asked.

"If you don't know, I sell drugs for a living." I whispered. "I gotta make sure people don't know who I am."

"Nigga, how you gonna do that when you look suspicious as fuck?"

"Ion see you doing shit."

"Yeah, that's because it's called hiding in plain sight, dumbass."

"You and Amara are gonna get enough of calling me that shit."

"Nigga, you ain't gonna do shi-"

"Malik." I turned around and shushed Nia before looking around.

"Yo ass can not call me that out loud. I go by Johnny for now."

"Johnny? What the fuck?" Jermaine said, turning his face up.

"You're a real character, Nigga. Come with me." Nia said before walking towards the elevators.