Four Days Ago
July 5th, 2022
Semaj Shaude Brown
For the past two days, Ayariah ain't been answering her phone, texting back, posting, or going live. Jo said something bout her mom being in the hospital. Her friends said she been home based on her location, but when I pulled up to her house a couple of times her car wasn't there. But I'm not finna keep tryna contact her if she gone keep avoiding me.
I'm currently at the shop waiting for my next client to come in. Spinning around in my chair, I continue to scroll through Instagram until a knock lands on the door.
"Open" I leaned forward, looking towards the door.
Janae walks through and closes the door behind her. She been on some other shit the past few days and I been ignoring her for the most part.
"Hey bae"
"What you want?" I sat my phone on the tray.
"You, duh. Cause clearly you not fucking with that girl no more"
"Why you in my business?" I leaned back in the chair.
"It's obvious" She shrugs.
Scratching my beard, I pick up my phone to check the time. It's 2:05, meaning my client is late.
"And Yasir here. I was told she fucking him" Janae walks out.
Watching her close the door, I stand up to my feet and crack one of my fingers. Walking out of my office, I walked down the mini hall to the front. The thought of Ayariah fucking with somebody else, makes my blood boil. But I know she ain't been round nobody else for real. Especially if she is supposed to be in the hospital with her moms.
"Guess what?" De randomly walks towards me.
"What?"
"I'm going on a date nigga" He playfully punches my arm.
"Nigga you been on a date before" I push him off me.
"That was Middle School, I had to be home when the street lights came on"
"Yo ass was never home anyway" I waved him off.
I look away from him and toward the desk, Janae is sitting at. She talking to this weird ass nigga that stay tryna make Yari his girl. I ain't never know his name, so when Yasir came up in my appointments I ain't cancel it. But if that's his name, his ass definitely getting up out of here without a tatt.
"Wassup"
"What you doing here?" I leaned against the desk.
"My appointment" He chuckles.
"One you late and two ion want you here"
"Why? Cause I'm fucking Yaya?" He shrugs.
With a grin on his face, he looks at Janae. My jaw clenches and I brush my finger across my nose. The second he looks at me, I punched him in his jaw. His head flew back, before looking at me again. Touching his jaw, he touches the blood dripping from his lip.
