I looked over to the window, realizing I'd been up all night. I looked at the corner of my phone, the time showing 6:23 AM. My mind had been at the wrong and right places all night, making it hard for a nigga to sleep. I yawned before pulling the covers off and climbing off the bed to stretch. I had a slight headache and I was already annoyed. Jasmine went and flirted with Isaiah all damn night just cause she saw me talk to that girl in Target.
Ian even know who that was for real and all I did was get ha insta. I could see where she was coming from but damn, falling asleep with my homeboy? Isaiah was even more messy for that shit too cause he made it seem like ain't nobody bought gifts for Shawty. My gifts cost twice as much as that small shit. I aint never seen a nigga go all out for their "girl best friend". I wasn't gonna let this change my day though cause I had stuff to get done.
I walked out of my room and across the hall to the bathroom. I shut the door behind me, flicked the light, and grabbed my toothbrush from the cup. I turned the cool water on, slabbed some toothpaste, and began brushing my teeth.
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I dried my face and looked in the mirror. My teeth were white, my hair was fyah and I looked good asl. A nigga can't tell me JACK! I turned off the light and walked out to see Jasmine to my left. "So you gon be locked up in yo room for my birthday trip?" She asked, looking up at me with an irritated face. I mugged her but responded, holding eye contact with her, "You ain't gon sleep with Isaiah? He buying you shit, ain't he?" I replied.
She sucked her teeth, hesitated then spoke up again. "I fell asleep, I didn't sleep with him. He left me on the couch either way. Are you sure you don't wanna go over to that bitch house from Target? Yall had a pretty good convo I saw." She expressed rudely, moving her hair from her face.
I sucked my teeth and shook my head before walking past her and into the kitchen. "I can't believe you bruh. It's my damn birthday." She mumbled and I shrugged. "You playing around too damn much. Ian even talking to that girl for real." I answered, taking the cereal box out of the cabinet.
"Well, you were laughing up a storm I saw. You can buy shit and compliment bitches but can't cuff it already? This has been going on for too long. And I'm disappointed at this point."
I shook my head again and ignored her, she was never gonna stop. I poured out the cereal with some milk into a bowl. I opened the fridge and put the milk back, took a spoon, and dropped it inside the bowl. I passed it over to my seat on the island and sat down. My back was to her and my head was down as I ate my breakfast.
"You just start shit, Jasmine. You know what I'm going through, I'm trying to heal dammit." I mumbled and continued eating. Respectfully, I couldn't ever get over Jasmine but this mixed with my pills was too much. I've changed too much for her and she fucked it up.
"If this is about Isaiah, then I apologize he took some part in trying to socialize with me. We've barely spoken since we got here Von. It's like you go quiet around your friends, me included. But back home, you're willing to talk and laugh." She pursued and pushed, sitting down on the couch and turning on Young Sheldon.
"Ion give two shits Jasmine. I don't. You over here flirting with my homeboy after I bought you allat." I replied again.
She sucked her teeth, "Gifts don't mean shit. I thanked you but what's gifts without a relationship? Ian ask for allat you did it yourself. You can't even claim me let alone get over your ex. You buying gifts for everyone like a damn store. You ain't sweet either. All Isaiah did was buy some gifts and watch Netflix together, something you don't do."
I finished my bowl and got up, throwing it down gently into the sink. I grabbed a sponge and some soap and began scrubbing it out. "I might not talk to you as much as Isaiah does but I've done shit for you. I was the first person you called when yo momma kicked you out. I let you stay with me and gave you yo own damn bedroom. I thought was as getting somewhere, I'm not tryna rush shit."
"Okay and thank you, Von. Is that what you want to hear? Like I said, you switch up to damn much. Just shut the fuck up and stop responding to me. You're doing too damn much, take some damn initiative." She raised her voice and I wasn't gonna take that shit.
"Yo, Ion know WHO you're talking to. Jasmine, I'm not playing around with you. Stop being an open waterpark and messing with everybody. I'll kick yo ass out and I know Isaiah doesn't got his shit right." I yelled right back, slamming my hand against the countertop.
Jasmine stood up from the couch and walked into the kitchen, standing beside me as I washed out the bowl. "You ain't raising your voice at me. I don't care what you got for me, Von. You was acting funny as hell." She said sternly and I ignored her. I dropped the bowl into the drying rack, dried my hands in the rag, and walked away.
"Yeah walk away because that's just what you do every single time. Sick of yo shit." Jasmine yelled and I put up the middle finger behind me in response. I wasn't about to go back and forth all morning with some bitch.
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10:23 PM
I grabbed my bookbag and swung it behind me. I was gonna hang over by Cora's house tonight. I heard the rest of the group laugh in the living room outside of my bedroom door. I shut off the light and walked out, passing them all. "Where you going twin?" Elijah asked and I shook my head. "I'm going out real quick and I'll be back," I responded and he nodded. I saw the glances pass beside me but sucked my teeth and slammed the door as I walked out.
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