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𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐣 "𝐦𝐚𝐣" 𝐎𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐳                        📍𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬                                                        October   𝟏𝟐, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

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𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐣 "𝐦𝐚𝐣" 𝐎𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐳
📍𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬
October   𝟏𝟐, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠..
ʷᵉ ᶜʳʸ ᵗᵒᵍᵉᵗʰᵉʳ,ᵏᵉⁿᵈʳⁱᶜᵏ ˡᵃᵐᵃʳ

THE FALL OUT

   After coming down from his high, Samaj looked down at the girl who was still settled between his legs. Her expression was clear, her eyebrows furrowed and she jerked her head back in offense. The energy in the air shifted as she quickly rose to her feet. "The fuck did you just call me?" She seethed. The tanned boy's eyes widened momentarily before going back to their natural state. Not completely knowing what to say, he awkwardly sat up along with her. He didn't not feel bad considering what he did was fucked up, but the two weren't together and she definitely knew that.

   Nadia cocked her head to the side after a couple seconds of his deafening silence, raising her eyebrows as if to say 'well?'. Samaj peeped the mug she was giving him and scratched the back of his neck while avoiding eye contact with the girl. He hiked up his drawls and adjusted himself in his sweats, making a mental note to scrub extra hard in the shower later. Lord knows, who or what she was doing earlier. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have been thinking about another girl." He said honestly, after getting himself together, not even in the mood to argue.

"That's all you're gonna say Maj?" Nadia's voice raised to an octave he didn't even know was possible, as she stepped closer to his seated position on the couch. "You're such a bitch, you know that?" At this point the curly head couldn't be too angry, because he knew he was in the wrong in this situation.

   But one things for sure, nobody's going to call him bitch in his own house. "Aight bro, you got it. Back up." Samaj said, his irritation becoming slightly more apparent in his tone.

"Or what bitch" Nadia threatened. She loved provoking him and getting him mad, in her brain she thought it showed he still cared. Even though Samaj could tell she was poking at him on purpose, he still fell for it every time. He sat back down once he realized she wasn't letting up and she towered over him, her dark eyes swarming with many emotions. "Nadia go find you someone else to play with, deadass." He was tired of her spazzing out on him when she does the same shit he does.

Even though the two weren't official they agreed a while back to not mess with other people due to obvious health reasons. But that all went out the window when one day Samaj walked in on Nadia getting intimate with one of their mutual friends. He couldn't say he was mad at either of them, more so disgusted with her for possibly introducing him to all sorts of diseases. After that he began doing his own thing and ultimately fell back from whatever relationship they had going on.

   The tanned boy shook himself out of his thoughts, and stood up once more with a stretch. "I'm not gon lie, just go ahead and delete my number" Maj stated as he walked around her, "And get out." He then opened the door and stared at her expectantly. Nadia rolled her eyes and made her way to the door. Samaj followed her as she exited his room, making sure she made her way to the front door.

   The pale girl paused in front of the door clearly waiting for Maj to open it for her. To which he let out a scoff before opening it anyway. As she stepped over the threshold she turned to face him looking him up in down distastefully. "Disfruta de tu puta negra." [Enjoy your black whore.] This immediately rubbed him the wrong way. Maj's seemingly calm face morphed into the meanest mug he could muster up.

   Nadia could talk as much shit as she wanted about him, but to say something disrespectful about Imani while she wasn't here to beat her ass was so weird to him. "Shut the fuck up 'cause you know yo' scary ass not saying that shit to her face." Samaj's jeered, now really wanting to slam the door smack on her ten-head. The latina glared at the taller boy through her fluffy lashes, a deep scowl prominent on her face.

"Or what Maj, tũ no puedes hacer una mierda y tu perra tampocco. [..,you can't do shit and your bitch can't either.]

The curly head let out a small chuckle, unbeknownst to the girl in front of him, his grip on the door had his knuckles turning white. Samaj's mama definitely raised him right, so there was no way he would ever put his hands on a woman. So he thought of the most reasonable reply "I cant and I won't, but I still got somethin fo' yo' ass." The tall boy said with a smile. Completely over this whole interaction, Samaj finally slammed the door in her face and hurriedly twisted the deadbolt.

   He could hear Nadia's muffled yelling in both English and spanish and all he could do was sigh. Not my problem anymore he thought. Hopefully she would leave soon before one of the neighbors called the cops or something crazy. No girl was worth risking his spot on the basketball team that he worked so hard for.

   The tanned boy made his way back to the living room noticing the TV was still playing Bob's Burgers. Maj scanned the area for the remote, finding it on the ground nearby. He pressed the power button with a soft click setting the remote down on the arm of the couch. Samaj sluggishly made his way upstairs before making a beeline for the bathroom. The memory of what Nadia said swarmed his brain, to the point he was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't even bother stopping in his room to grab clothes.

   The curly head entered the bathroom closing the door behind him, and immediately stripped down. He grabbed the dials turning on the faucet and set the water temperature so that it was absolutely freezing cold. Maj wholeheartedly hated cold showers so this was not going to be enjoyable, but he needed the distraction. Stepping in the cold shower he silently cursed at himself, the boy felt relieved to be finally cut off from Nadia. But more importantly the thoughts of Imani had still yet to subside.

He let out a long dragged out sigh as the cold water ran down the length of his back. He spoke softly to himself. "Mani what are you doing to me."















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I think this chapter was a bit intense but it had to be written. And I definitely don't speak Spanish, so I desperately hope for some tips from our Spanish speaking readers! Also keep commenting I LOVE to reply. But anywaysss things are about to get REAL fun, hope you enjoyed!

editor: (all the Spanish was from google translate btw pls feel free to correct if it's not accurate) sorry for the inactivity love you guysssss

Xoxo
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