Fiasco

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James P.O.V
"Never mind." I walked over to my loose drawer and brought my leg up to my hand to put my briefs on. I could feel Cutie chastising me about this whole situation if I was to tell him. "Nah, now you got me all anxious to know, so tell me." He demanded and I looked towards him and shook my head. He was yelling for no reason. I don't need everybody in this house knowing our business.


"Just drop it. Its nothing Cutie." "Baby I'm not gone get mad. I promise." He reassured me. I sort of trusted his word and decided to write it out instead of saying it. I think writing it out is much better, but I still felt like this was a bad idea to begin with.




I kissed Raheem I'm so sorry, I went to the corner and wrote out on an index card. I held it to my chest and inhaled my pump all while shaking my hands. He tried snatching it from me, but I tore it into pieces before he could. He didn't even allow me to give it to him.



"Why you playing bruh." He said trying to piece it back together, but I picked up the pieces with the words on them. "I'm not bruh." I mocked his light deep tone and he went off to the bed and laid down looking at the pieces of paper he manage to snatch. I wanted to laugh so bad but this is a serious matter. I layed beside him and he turned in the opposite direction.


"You mad at me." I rubbed the side of his face and he shrugged me off. I flinched back and let him be for a while. On my way up the stairs to talk to Kevo, he pulled me back asking, "What you so sorry about." I stood sinking in my on nerves. I didn't even hear him coming he jumped up so fast.

I completely panicked and tried walking away from him still. "Nothing. Its nothing." I said stammering over my words. "Stop lying to me. What you think I can't take it." Think! I know he cant take it. "No I think I can't take it." I admitted. I really don't know how he gone react, but I know its not gone be pleasant and I don't like seeing him getting outraged.



"Ill tell you when I'm ready." "Ight whatever. I'm gone find out what you hiding." I sighed and finished walking up the staircase leading into the hallway. I walked to the living room and sat beside Kevo on the couch. He was watching the first 48 and ranting at the television for I don't know what particular reason.



I interrupted his show time to ask him how he been doing. We caught up on all our past years we haven't seen each other. Its been a while since we talked. "No you remember that time we stole that car off the lot of that old man's dealership." He asked me. "No, if I could remember correctly, you stole the car and almost got us caught."



Kevo is a real thief. Although he never has gotten caught before, he been stealing his whole life. From clothes to shoes to cars to bikes, and money. But I never got why he stole money if he was just gone go out and steal again. Its like a bad hobby of his that's gone way too far.

"Yeah you right because your scary ass pissed on yourself." He laughed and I smirked. That shit wasn't funny. Yeah I peed my pants. I was a whimp as a child. Due to being the pastors son I felt like I'd go to hell for even looking at somebody wrong. But then I grew up and I grew out of all my crazy beliefs and started doing me. "Shut up, I got a bladder problem."


"And yeah I got a bowel problem, gone on." He pushed me and Ieaned over the couch laughing. "So when you gone stop stealing. It gets old Kevo."


He looked at me like I had a couple of screws loose, while not knowing that I was only thinking the same about him."Don't it get olds Kevo me, they say its a free country so what am I gone do." He stood up and lifted his arms to the ceiling. "I'm gone act like it, until they stop lying to me and my people." He pointed at me like I was his target.

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