Chapter 37

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Kayon

"They delivered a bunch of rotten fruit, got my entire sto...smell funkier den a skunks ass." Mr. Bailey was on the phone. He waited while the person on the receiving end replies.

"Yeah, well I need a new delivery and to be refunded, and if you can't make it happen, I'll go to the paper about it or have these young kids make me one of them viral videos."he hung up the phone.

"What they said?" We were loading the crates on his trailer to take to the dump.

"Damn lazy asses don't wanna do their damn jobs."

"That's crazy, the people had to smell all this and still loaded it and delivered it."

"I was suppose to end my contract with them last year when they pulled something similar." He massaged his shoulder. "But I get the fruit from them at reasonable price...well used to anyhow, until everything went up."

"I can finish this up, I see that shoulder is irritating you again."

"Yeah, gotta go to the chiropractor tomorrow, these old bones just wanna give out on me." He walked back into the store.

I rode with him to the dump and then he dropped me back off at the store to get my car. "See you later Mr. Bailey."

"Alright na youngster," he blew the horn and pulled off.

I texted Lonzo a few times today and he wasn't responding. I wasn't trying to hurt his feelings last night, but he has been extremely emotional with me lately. Sometimes like he my nigga...I mean he is my homie, but we not together. I just get tired of walking on eggshells with him. I was surprised at him not gettin off because things is complicated. I'm able to get my rocks off no matter what I'm going through. Micky was holding out, I think he standing firm on not giving me any.

I downloaded a couple apps, and decided to be serious about finding guys with a mutual understanding. I'm only tryna fuck. That's it, that's all. While the shower ran, I sat on the toilet checking my inbox. I had damn near fifteen messages. I started viewing their profiles. They can't be no older than twenty one, gotta look good and not be on no creepy shit. I liked a few candidates right off the back, but two in particular stood out the most.

One was nineteen, kinda short with a fat ass. He was going to school to be a dentist. He lived about an hour away. The other was a little closer, he was my age and he was still in the closet. He didn't have a profile picture but sent a picture to my inbox. He was my height, dark skin with a low cut. Shit I sent them both a message, then hopped in the shower.

When I got out I heard Micky and Malani say they were about to go somewhere. I quickly fixed me a plate of lasagna, salad and garlic bread, then went into my room. I was excited as hell to see their responses. I took a couple bites of my food, the cheese from the lasagna burned the fuck outta the roof of my mouth. I put in my passcode and clicked back on the app. They both had responded.

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Micky

"I can stay home Lani, you can go out with him alone."

"But you leave tomorrow, I don't wanna miss a second with you." She put lip gloss on.

"I think bro gon be annoyed seeing me again, he might wanna cop a field and he can't with me there."

"Cole likes you, he said he did."

She wasn't hearing me. I didn't want problems with him. He acting like he cool with me being around now, but he ain't trying to see me as much as her. "I don't know man.."

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