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𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐑' 𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

"Pa I'm gone," I shouted out to my father while locking the front door.

I walked outside, hurrying up to get inside my car so that I would be at the school in time for Tae's game.

He joined the basketball team a while ago and today the teams having their first home game of the season.

I pulled out of my driveway while sending Kasari a quick text asking if he was coming.

We haven't been talking as much as we used to for some reason. He's been a lil distant lately.

I have no idea why, but he knows that he can come to me for anything. I've made that clear plenty of times, he just has to start believing it himself.

I can't lie and say that I haven't missed his ass though. It's not like he cut me off or we're arguing, but still, I can see that we're kinda drifting apart.

Or maybe I'm just overthinking and he just needs some space? I mean there has been a lot of shit going on with him these last couple of weeks.

Like I would be irritated too if someone was tryna kill me weeks before my birthday. These mf's couldn't wait to do all this bull shit later or something? Like Damn.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and started scrolling through TikTok. The light was red, and who knows when it's gonna turn green. This light is probably the main reason why I never get to school on time, slow-ass thing.

My whole for you page was full of videos talking about what was going to be on their plates for Thanksgiving.

I smiled thinking about mines, my grandma on my mom's side up in New York can throw down in the kitchen. Her cooking and Makayla are the 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 things I'm looking forward to when I go up there.

Ion fool with my family at all. Them folks piss me off. They're shady, judgy, an all-around negative-ass people with evil spirits.

All they do is judge me. I don't sag my pants, fuck on hella girls, and I'm not "masculine" enough for them. So when I was younger they would pick with me and call me shit like fruity or a "fruit loop". But once I got older I nipped that shit in the bud.

I find it crazy though cause look at my ass now. Kissing and sucking on another man's lips.

Although the way they acted and treated me when I was younger was fucked up, they were right about something. I'm definitely a more feminine male. Which is fine, I'm comfortable with myself.

Ion get in no trouble like some of my male cousins who aren't in school because they dropped out, are In and out of jail, or don't got anything going for themselves other than their "rap" careers.

But for some odd ass reason, my family seems to be more worried about lil ole me.

𝐀𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲??

The sound of the car behind me blowing its horn knocked me out of my thoughts.

I rolled down my window and shot them a bird then quickly stepped on my gas pedal.