Rahmel & Kash are two brothers from Philly in their second year of college. The brothers are in a singing group and plan to start putting out their music to gain some attention.
Things get messy when a freshman named Fendi ends up being Kash's new...
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I cried myself to sleep last night feeling nothing but regret and stupidity. I let the liquor take control and say things to Kash that I truly did not mean. . . At least I don't think I did. Maybe I did mean it but I just didn't mean to say it. I was a complete asshole to somebody who has done nothing but look out for me and treat me with kindness since I've been here. Maybe I was purposely turning a blind eye to all of the sweet things that he did for me because I truly believed that he was straight. I didn't want to put myself in the position to fall for a straight nigga so I forced myself to believe that he was just being a good friend. Plus, his own brother told me that he was straight and not interested. . . Did he lie? Or does he just not know?
I would like to think that Mel didn't lie to me about Kash being straight because in all actuality, my attraction was always with Kash first especially since I met him first. But Kash gave me all the signs of being a straight man, whereas Mel openly flirted with me every chance that he got. How the hell was I supposed to know? Kash honestly scared me last night, I watched him go through several different emotions in a matter of five minutes. From calm, to angry, to sad, and then nothing. He left the room completely emotionless and I think that's what scared me the most. I don't know why I would say all of those things to him as if I don't actually cherish the way that he babies me. I don't want him to stop any of that so I don't know why I would make it seem like it bothered me so much! I just wish he would have told me his feelings sooner because I probably would have never fallen for Mel. I would have never got hurt that day at the party, I would have never had sex with him yesterday and as a result of that, I've managed to fall even harder for him. It could have just been me and Kash from the start if he would have just spoken up.
But then again, how could I expect him to? I know what it's like to be closeted so maybe he was just scared.
When I finally open my eyes after just laying down in my bed and replaying the events of last night, I realize that Kash isn't in the room. Maybe he already went to his class. . . Did he ever come back to the room last night? I didn't hear the door open.
As I sit up in the bed to look for my phone I instantly feel the pounding headache that is flowing from the sides of my head to the front. . . That fucking tequila does it every time.
I reach over on my dresser and take two tylenols before I notice that my phone had fallen between the bed and the dresser last night. Once I grab it and look at the time, I feel my body grow hot.
My fucking math quiz!
Class is in 10 minutes and my professor already explained to us how he doesn't allow anyone to be late on the days that we have tests or quizzes. I have 10 minutes to put on clothes, make it over to the school, then all the way to the 5th floor and I don't even drive.
This would be one of the moments where Kash would be nice and tell me that he would drive me over there so that I could make it on time.
I release a deep sigh and get out of the bed so I can try to make it on time for my quiz.
