ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. | ᴛᴀʀᴀꜱɪᴀ

sitting with the enemy.

                     fantasias pov:

"where you finna wear that to?"

"wherever my girls take me"

"you feeling aight?"

"yeah, i took two tylenols."

"damn you look good"

"thank you, baby."

*knock knock knock*

"hey!!!!"

"you looks goodt!"

"she is straight taking it."

"yall look good too dont be giving me all the credit."

"why, thank you. now, let's go!"

"ill meet yall down."

"okay, dont be too long"

"will i see you when i get back, or will you be somewhere giving your attention to someone else?"

"both"

"t..."

"ima give my attention to my game, food, and bed first, then ima slide through whenever you get back"

"thats a bet"

"quit stealing my shit lil copy cat ass"

"im a reflection of you shorty"

"yeah, ima gone and head out. you be trying it"

"yeah, as i should. ill see you at one, maybe two"

"bet. if you start feeling a way, just hit me"

"okay"

we shared a kiss and went our separate ways.

                      at the party:

we all sat in the hookah lounge with guys i dont know, but my girls do.

"where you find this one at mel?"

"she works at the store with us."

"whats yo name?"

"fantasia"

"im pablo"

"well, hi, pablo"

"where you from?"

"born and raised here"

"shit you sound like you from them white folks neighborhood. sounding all proper, you smoke?"

"yes, but i hadn't planned on it tonight."

god, his breath smells rotten.

"so um are you originally from boston?"

"yeah, born and raised. shit!"

he groaned in pain.

"what- what happened to your leg?"

"bitch shot me in it"

"why?"

"i owed her some shit. its cool though she aint got off easy"

"hmm.."

an hour later..

my phone was vibrating.

"hello?"

"where you at?"

"party"

"with who?"

"the girls i came with"

"who else?"

"no one"

"so that excludes the nigga you talking to in that section?"

my heart dropped to my knees.

i looked up only to lock eyes with T.

once she got to where we were, her people and his people pulled guns at one another.

"you aint winning this time t baby."

"i should've kill you when i had the chance."

"yeah, but you didnt."

"get out, all three of yall" t told me and the girls.

"what happened back there?" holly asked.

"they obviously beefing over something"

"him and t are drug dealers and well known gangsters of course they're beefing. they not even from the same side" melanie spoke.

they finally came out laughing as if nothing just happened.

"t"

"dont say shit to me. get in the car. "

"why are you upset with me"

"fuck that im done with you"

"no explanation or nothing?"

"have i ever lied to you?"

"no"

"so why you thought it was ok to lie to me?"

"i dont know everything was happening too fast"

"the niggas you was sitting with dont even fuck with me."

"i didnt know that"

"so why the fuck you had to lie about chatting with his punk ass then?!!"

"i dont know"

"cant even trust you nomore not gon lie. ion want shit else to do with you"

"i messed up one time.."

"you lied about sitting with my opps thats what you did."

"how could i have possibly known you guys were into it?"

"fantasia just- just quit talking to me"

i sat in silence the whole drive there.