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ᴛ ᴡ ᴏ

𝔼𝕩𝕔𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕄𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤
ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴀ 'ꜱᴏɢᴏɴᴇʏᴏᴜɴɢɪɴ ʙᴏᴏᴋ'

'𝓢𝔂𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓐𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓲'
📍ᴍɪᴅᴛᴏᴡɴ, ᴀᴛʟᴀɴᴛᴀ

"It's loud as fuck " Kayla murmured, we were just getting out of the car from smoking two blunts and as soon as we got out we could feel the vibrations of the beat on the ground.

I was high as hell, I needed to be to even be at this bitch. Walking around the corner we see hella people around the house area. It was making my stomach hurt, making me do my one-minute breathing technique to calm my nerves. Yeah, the weed helped but just being outside my house made my anxiety go berserk.

I walked over to the sidewalk by Kayla instantly interlacing our fingers. I always did this any time we go out anywhere, it's kind of a habit now. As we walked to the house with the blasting music I Locked my car door barely hearing it as Kayla spoke.

"You know I didn't tell them you were coming right?" She shifted her head to look at the side of my face. Kayla here forgot to mention to me, that the whole gang was going to be here. 

I sighed, swinging our hands back and forth while looking at the ground I nodded turning my head to look into her eyes with a small smile.

That's the only thing I could do I didn't know what to say.

A couple of months ago I had separated myself from everyone. Trying to find myself again. I guess she wanted me to go with her so badly.

I had reconciled with her about a week ago to tell her that I was fine, of course, she came to my house before that to ask me why I hadn't been answering the phone for her. So I ended up telling her about everything and that I needed time alone.

"You ok?" She stopped walking, took a step in front of me, and grabbed ahold of my other hand "If you wanna leave we can you know that right"

"Yeah, I'm good come on" nodding my head to the nearby house that was throwing up humans. Glaring at me like she was my mom. She nodded letting go of my other hand turning around and continued walking.

She unlocked her phone with Face ID to text her boyfriend, as I looked at our surroundings I could hear my shoes scrap the cemented ground, we got to the walkway of the house where people were, and me being me I waved...

"Aww, y'all look cute" A dark-skin girl called out. She was sitting on the porch steps sipping something in a red solo cup. "Don't they look cute" she nudging the girl on the left of her. The girl looked up from her phone mugging.

Her face slightly changed when she saw us. The brightness was so bright that you could see her freckles. "Yea, y'all look good as fuck" she said in a medium voice, she looked mad about something.

"Thanks, y'all so pretty" smiling as we walked past them. I had to do a double take on the freckle girl she was fine. "Hey, can I get your number" I asked confidently, my gaydar was ringing. Don't ask me how. I just know.

"Na what if she's not gay" Kayla whispered to me, not even surprised I asked. Still looking at the girl I continued. Unlocking my phone pressing the green icon and going to the keypad.

"Seven," I say handing her my phone. letting go of Kayla's hand.

"Nina" she grabs it putting her number in. "See you around". Same face, mhm.

"Alright," Kayla already holding the door still texting, looking up when she doesn't hear voices.

"You done"? Opening the door waiting for me to step in. It's kind of crazy that no came out of the crowded house yet. "You drinking?"

I wanted to drink but I was driving back and drinking and drinking is crazy. "Na, don't get drunk off yo ass tho"

"You can drink, I'll tell cj to drive us back, you know he doesn't drink". I did want to have fun... She dragged me here she should be able to drag me out. "They should be right there, come on"

Pulling me towards the living room area. Grabbing her hand I stop her, don't want to see them right now.

"I'll get us something to drink, you want something"? The way she looked at me made me want to run. She looked like I was a starving kid in those commercials. "Girl"

"Um yeah," she looked around, looking back at me as soon as she started talking "Get me the same thing as you".

Nodding I walked off done with her sadness, ready to get fucked up. As I was closing in on the kitchen somebody bumped into the back of me making me bump into someone's chest "Bro, what the fuck." Thank god, we didn't fall.

I step back a little rubbing my forehead it felt like I rammed straight into their collarbone. I couldn't even see it was so dark.

"You straight" The deep-voiced boy spoke. "Seven?" his deep voice cracking "Fuck you doing here?". Eyes looking through both of mine trying to see all that he could through the bad lighting. Grabbing both of my shoulders and forcing me into a hug.

"Hey Zayion" I chuckle, patting his back lightly, feeling awkward because we're currently surrounded by teenagers screaming the lyrics of Dreams and Nightmares by Meek Mill.

He lets me go, giving me a look and ends up grabbing my wrist and pulling me towards the stairs. "Zay wait"

Zay is one of Carter's friends, part of the group that I used to hang out with. But me and Zay got along well if you know what I mean...We were sex buddies for a while til I ghosted him...

My plea to stop him was drowned out by the kids being pushed out of the way and me trying to say sorry to all the people who looked at us crazy. 

I just let it happen, I guess I do owe him an explanation. 

When we got to the top of the stairs he went down the hallway and started wiggling each door knob till he finally opened a door. 

He let go of my wrist and lightly pushed me into the room. "Zayion, what the fuck." He literally just dragged me all the way here. Going deeper into the room while he closed the door and locked it. The room was spacious and cute and the bed was big. I know whoever got this Airbnb is rich as fuck. Turning around to face him he was still at the door. 

"What the fuck?! What the fuck are you doing here?! After fucking months!" He yelled, spinning around and closing the distance between us. "Why didn't you answer my calls Syven?" he murmured. What am supposed to say? I don't know what to say.

The last time I saw him was last year. And I wasn't expecting him to act like this. I thought he was going to be nonchalant about it. Guess not.

He was close enough for me to feel his breath on my head "Zayion" I expelled out, craning my neck up to make eye contact with him. Sighing, the look in his eye told me that he was close to breaking down. "I'm sorry" 

Wrapping my arms around his neck bringing his head down to my height to hug him. I didn't want to see him cry, I was too high, and would probably laugh in his face. "I'm really sorry z. I didn't know I was that important to you" I chuckle to myself.

"Syven, my brother died bro."

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? too dramatic or?

chapter 2 ion know ...