I shook my head and looked around the club I rented out for the party. Nothin but fuckin kids here. I feel like a fuckin perv so I stood up from the bar and made my way through the people dancin, walked up the stairs and sat next to Ty.
He had a bottle in one hand and I blunt in the otha. This nigga had the biggest smile on his face and I laughed.
"The fuck so funny?" He groaned, slurrin his words. His anger was replaced with a smile "I feel good as fuck"
I shook my hrada and laughed again "U needa calm down with this shit man" I know Ty. when he get like this, he always tryna fuck. Ain't nothin but lil ass girls here and ion need my nigga catchin a case out here.
I reached for the bottle but he pulled it back "Chill nigga. Imma relax" he side eyed me and started downin the bottle and I snatched it from him "I tried" he used his hand to wipe the liquor off his chin then he licked it. Then had the nerve to put his fuckin hand in my face "Taste"
"Bitch I you'n move" I laughed out. This nigga gettin weird as fuck. My eyes roamed towards the stairs when I seen Nike walk up them.
This the first time I seen him since that night we fought.
"Nike!" Ty yelled. He stood, well tried to stand up. Nike laughed and helped him then dapped him up "Wassup nigga"
"Shit. Livin" he looked at me and I stood to dip him up "Wassup with u nigga"
"Shit. Bouta go home cause this ain't how in pictured my Saturday night"
He nodded "I feel u on that man. " he looked at Ty who was busy Tryna reach for the bottle in my hand "He gone man"
"Hell yea. He tried makin me lick his fuckin hand awhile ago" I pushed Ty off me "Nigga move"
"Gimmie my shit" he whined.
"Stop bein a lil bitch" Nike sat back on the couch "U needa chill befo' u catch a case out here"
"Fuck u" Ty looked at me "And fuck u" he looked at Nike. He stopped talkin for awhile befo' he hiccupped "I'm bouta get me some head"
I watched as he tried standin up and when he did, Nike followed him to watch his dumb ass. I ended up drinkin outta the bottle and soon felt good as a bitch.
My thoughts started to go wild and my mind was set on gettin some pussy tonight. I stood up and went lookin for one of the twins to let them know I was leavin.
"Aye nigga" I looked at David "I'm bouta leave. Hit me up when y'all ready"
He stepped back from the bitch he was dancing with "Where u bouta go?"
"Club somewhere. Maybe strip club"
"Why? She's here"
"Who's here nigga?"
"Yanny" he nodded behind me and I turned around. She was here forreal. I sobered up quick and watched as she got a drink from the bartender.
I walked off and slowly made my way ova to her. Damn, she looked good. Her hair was curled up and she had on that sexy ass burgundy dress.
She was leanin across the bar and I can tell that nigga was flirtin with her. She was lovin that shit too cause she couldn't stop smilin.
I quickened my pace and was soon standin right behind her. The bartender looked at me which cause Yanny to look at me.
Them eyes got me still.
"Wassup" I asked. She grabbed her drink "How u been?"
She shrugged "Good and u?"
"I been iight." I couldn't take my eyes offa her. "U look good"
She looked down at her outfit and smiled "Thanks. It took me awhile to find this dress actually. It was in a box f-"
"What?" I heard everything she was sayin hut wanted to get outta here so we could be alone for a bit.
"I said it took me awhile t-"
"I can't hear u. The music too loud"
"Let's go outside then" she sat her drink down and led the way out the door. I tried, man did a nigga try, but my eyes went right down to her ass.
"Goddamn" I mumbled. I bit my bottom lip and watched how that shit jiggled as she walked. Them thoughts started runnin through my mind and when I reached out for an Lil touch, she stopped walkin and looked at me.
I quickly pulled my hand back and looked up at her. Her eyes ran ova my outfit "I like" she smiled. "U seem to never have a bad day"
I laughed "U right bout that"
She playfully pushed me "U could've given me a compliment back."
I licked my lips "U look beautiful as always"
She smiled "That's better. So how u been? How's Sam and Ty? Nike?"
The fact that she asked bout them niggas afta she felt like they ain't like her.
"They good I guess. The twins movin out soon as they fuckin graduate" she laughed "Ty got his own place bouta hour away from where we s- from where I stay. Uh- Nike. He here but I ain't speak to him since that lil situation but ain't no tension between us. Almost like old times"
She nodded "That's good. How are u?"
"I'm iight. Ain't nothin really goin on in my life though. But I been thinkin bout becomin a personal trainer"
"U should. I know how quick u picked up working out and how much u like it. That'd be good for u"
I nodded "How u been?"
"Good. I just got promoted a few days back to Manager. I have a place about 2 hours from here. Things are good"
I nodded as we continued walkin down the strip. It got quiet between us and the only think heard was the wind blowin. I wanted to ask her why she left the way she did. Why she ain't tell me how she felt befo' choosin to leave. Just a shit load of questions.
"Listen, I don't want things to be awkward between us" she started "I still see u as someone important in my life. And even though we ain't work out like we hoped for, I'd like it if we stayed friends"
Damn. That otha F word. Unlike befo' in ain't hold back from what I needed to say.
I cleared my throat and looked at her. When she looked at me, I looked away. "Friends?" Seemed to be the only thing I could get out.
"Yea. Things are goin good in our lives and when we were together, it was good but got bad over time. Not because of u and I, just our environment" I knew exactly what she was talkin bout "And I don't want to just cut everything off like I did before. I want us to stay close"
I ain't neva been a nigga to hold my tongue and Yanny knew that. So when all I said was "Iight" she was just as shocked as me.
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War Zone: War In Our Hearts (Book 2)
TienerfictieThings seem to finally be looking up for Terrell and Yannique. But like most people say, know who to trust. With Nike, then Ty then Lil sam pointin fingers at Yannique over things that happened in the past, who will Terrell believe? Will friendships...