𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝙱𝙾𝙽𝙴

play stupid

KANJI 

I was in my old hood.

I usually only come through if my mom wants to see Regina but for the first time in a long while I just wanted to hang with some of my old homeboys.

I pulled up and parked in front of my old apartment buildings seeing my niggas playing dice.

I opened the car door and heard the first, "AWL SHITTT! aye! aye! look at Hollywood!"

Draco came off the steps and dapped me up. I laughed, "fuck up! that's why yo ass losing."

Five, X,  and Tariq all came up and gave me hugs.

They quit the game of dice already knowing someone was finna get shot playing the shit anyways.

Draco passed me the blunt, "what you doing 'round here lil head? yeen been back around since, y'know.."

Draco was my brothers best friend. They was always together in every part of their lives. Draco was there every day in the hospital. He called the cops even though he knows about the hood rules.

I inhaled and held it for a few seconds, "it just felt like i needed to come home, running this shit wit' out him don't feel right."

Draco nodded and hummed, "yeah, i feel you man. you know your brother loved you man. he would talk bout yo ass for hours."

I miss him. 

"shit i could say the same boutchu' always in my ear talm' 'bout look Draco this Draco that."

We laughed remembering him.

"so what's really going on?"

I looked at him, "whatchu mean?" 

"i knew your brother like I knew the back of my hand, you is a mini him. i know somethings wrong. wassup?"

I sighed running a hand down my face. The little dispute with Mihty turned into more than it was supposed to.

The shit fucking with me.

"this.. girl, likes me and wants to date me but. I don't want that with her. She's someone that could fuck up my whole business. Plus I don't wanna bring someone into Regina life that is gon' have her confused if it don't work out."

Draco laughed almost bitterly but I could just be hearing things. He mumbled, "you and yo brother man.."

I just looked at him.

He sighed and his accent flared. His voice was nasally from the blunt we were finishing up, "you using yo daughta' as an excuse. this..."girl" probably give a damn boutchu' but you worried about everything else but yall."

"I-"

He cut me off, "shut up and listen. whoever this person is.. i can tell you now that yo parental instinct isn't ringing bells. it's ya heart."

I felt myself getting heated and embarrassed at the comment, "i ain't no- i ain't no punk. i know better than to let my heart get in the way of the important shit."

He laughed, "you still the same little boy from years ago, lil head. yeen tough, nor do you gotta be. at least not wimme."

I just stared at him for a little while before I felt my throat close up. I didn't even have to say anything he just understood.

He put a hand on my head and pulled my head into his chest. 

Even in this moment all I could think was I'm glad it wasn't anybody around to see this.

MIHTY

"what yo ass doin' here?"