"Girl, I'm off these crutches so I'm finna run around the damn house like a bebe kid that don't wanna put on clothes." I said on the phone with Nari
"Shit, that's what I would do." She laughed
"This why I loveeee you, we be onna same page." I laughed
I got off my crutches a day ago and not gon lie for the past week I been ghost, when Zay or Honcho would text me I didn't text back
I just needed my space to prepare myself for being back to being able to walk all on my own
Honcho did apologize for lying and explained hisself, I love when niggas kiss my ass but I still haven't texted back
"And do." She swiped under her chin
"Ima call you back and let you know how I feel about going out." I said
"Alright, okay." She nodded then I hung up
"I'm still alive, I'm still alive." I sung that one song hood niggas be using on TikTok after getting shot
Ion know why they be posting that when they alive by a thread
I got out of my bed and stretched before going to the kitchen, I took the tub of ice cream out the freezer and sat down on my couch in my thoughts
A ring from my doorbell made me snap out of them and get up
Honcho was in the peephole so I opened it. "Yo." He said when he walked in
"You can say hey." I said going back to where I was on the couch
"Why you ain't been texting me back, you still mad?" He asked putting an envelope and a flowers in my lap
"What's this? And I'm not mad, I read yo apology." I sighed
"Open it." He said and I did this
There was a bunch of twenties on the inside so I pulled them and started counting, it all came up to ten thousand
"Even though you owe me a thousand." He said sitting down next to me making me frown
"No, I don't." I said looking at the flowers
"Lie again." He said pulling me on top of him
"What I gotta lie for?" I raised my eyebrows
"That's what liars say all the time." He laughed
"Wouldn't you know." I said putting my hands on his face
"Look doe, I know you read my apology but I wan say I meant it." He said causing me to roll my eyes
"I know, I know." I groaned since I ain't wanna keep talking about it
"I'm going out tonight." I said as he rubbed my back
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Humorin·fat·u·a·tion • /inˌfaCHəˈwāSH(ə)n/ a feeling of foolish or obsessively strong love for, admiration for, or interest in someone or something