Fine With That
1992
Marshall's POV
I still cannot fuckin' believe this shit..
I really can't.
I really really really fuckin' can't.
I was up allll fuckin' night thinkin' about this shit, yo. I didn't go to bed until 7am.
I'm honestly speechless, I have nothing to say....What is there to say?..
Deshaun been a lil cold on me since it happened yesterday... I understand him though.. Adina's like a lil fuckin' sister to him...And then he walks in on me kissing her the way I was kissing her?- fuck, dawg...
Im just so confused cause that girl do not look no 16... she doesn't even act 16... she's mature as fuck! And she damn well don't kiss like she sixteen...
Oh my fuckin' god.
I shouldnt even be thinkin' about this shit no more. I'm about to be 21, dawg!
I can't believe I really liked that girl... I mean that's the only reason I apologized the way I did. Cause I genuinely fucked wit her.... I can't have another girl viewing me as some typa asshole. Kim's already on my ass.. she has been since I was 15.
..Anyways, yo... todays Wednesday and I've been sleeping all day long... I gotta go to work soon.
Checking the clock, it reads..
8PM?!
Dawg, imma be late for work!
I run out of my room into the bathroom hurriedly brushing my teeth before I go back to my room, rummaging through my closet.
Ion even know if I washed my uniform or not... fuck.
I eventually find my black shirt and khaki pants...
Deshaun must have washed them for me cause I though they were still I'll the dirty laundry.
I already took a shower last night... I had thought that maybe if I showered, that would ease my nerves but that shit did not do the job.
At least I ain't gotta take one now though, if I had to, id be late for work.
You'd think that since I have a later shift that I'd be able to make it on time more than I would with earlier shifts.. but that ain't the case for me.
I'm just lazy when it comes to shit I don't wanna do, yo.. And honestly it's gotten way worse since Ronnie died. I couldn't get outta bed for months.... Sometimes I still can't.
..I slide on my socks and shoes before grabbing my coat and wallet.
I had gotten my car out of the shop last night, so I probably won't be as late as I think. Thank god.
...
Parking my car and getting out, there ain't much people around and the moon has finally fully raised.
I couldn't imagine havin' to do this shit in the morning. I can't stand waking up early.
I make my way to the back of the building, heading to the back doors before reaching my hand for the handle, but before I could open the damn thing, someone else opens it.
The door hits my forehead and nose makin me fall to the ground. "Ahhh, shit!!!" I cover my nose with my hands, shutting my eyes closed in pain.
"Oh! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Oh, god." A female voice apologizes, bending over trying to check on me.
