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Vi rolled her eyes looking at the messages between her and Von, knowing he was a bluff. They hadn't talked in a little over a week since the last time they had sex but now all of a sudden he wanted to be in her face, calling Asian a "bitch".
She was confused as to what she wanted to be to Von.. at first it was his girlfriend, now she's ok with whatever was going on at the moment.. a little sex, some flirtation, nothing too major, nothing that she didn't mind. As long as he kept Asian out of the business.
"Nun just checking on you, how you feeling bout ole boy?"
"Ehh.. he cool, we on speaking terms now but I'm not tweaked out about him or nun like that."
"Yea yea.. that's good, but I wanted to talk to you about something or- someone rather?"
"Fasho. Wassup?"
"So I like somebody-"
"Oooh who is she- wait.. it is a she right?" Vi laughed, partially joking. She genuinely wanted to know whether it was a male or female her bestfriend was crushing on.
"Yes, it is a girl, nigga." He rolled his eyes.
"Ok, who is she?"
"Yanatta."
Vi's eyes widened.
"Yanatta? Yanatta Morgan.. Yani? Our Yanatta?"
"Yes, fuck nigga, that's the only Yanatta we know."
"But I thought you're as fuckin wit ole girl.. that Brooklyn girl, ain't you?"
"Nah, she gotta nigga cause we live 'too far' apparently." He rolled his eyes, sitting his phone up, getting ready to spark up.
"Bro you're a feen.. you were JUST smoking, on your story."
"Bro that was like 2 weeks ago or some shit."
I look at him like Conceited from that one meme, turning my head to the side, pressing my lips together, "Niggaaaa~ how many times you smoked since then.. don't even try lie.."
"Ight you got it, I have been smoking hella."
"So whatchu called me fa lil boy?" She laughed, transferring the call to her MacBook so she could use her phone.
"Nun, I wanted to check up on you since you was down in the dumps a few weeks ago, cause a ya lil fling." He teased, "Who was ole boy anyway?"
"I can't tell." Vi whispered, putting her finger over her lips in a "hush" motion.
"Do I know him?" Reezy asked, taking a puff of his blunt.
Vi stayed silent.
"I do?"
She shook her head.
"I don't."
She nodded.
"Mmm.. he from here?" He asked referencing Chicago.
She nodded.
"He live inna O?"
"Alright! That's enough questions, imma let you go, have funnnn!" She rushed to click the hang up button.
"VIANNE-" Reezy got cut off by the call ending.
Jesus, I truly need to stay away from Von and all his bullshit..
