TINY
ATLANTA, GEORGIA
1 MONTH LATER
"You want something to eat bae?" Nelli asked.
"Naw I'm okay. I just ate something earlier." I lied.
"Okay, let me know if you need anything, I'm right in the other room." She said kissing my cheek. I smiled as I sat at my desk doing my history homework that was due at midnight. I had a glass of wine to my right and decided to pick it up and take a big swig. I also had my weed lit up to my left to somehow remain focused on my work.
Lately, I've been smoking and drinking heavily and my focus been on Tyree. I couldn't stop thinking about him and how we'd always be under each other.
Since Damien's failed attempt to kidnap me, Tyree been in a coma. He lost a lot of blood and after getting shot, he hit his head hard while falling, blacking out. Apparently, Damien had somebody sittin on the block the whole time we were in that stanking ass trap house of his. He beat me up bad and I got shot in the arm but I recovered fast.
"Oh my fucking god I can't do this shit." I whispered to myself throwing my pen across the desk. I was so overwhelmed with everything in my life and I swear I didn't want to fall back into depression. This shit was eating at me everyday to think that Tyree was in a coma because of me. And his father was also having a hard time recovering because of his own underlying health issues.
I got up from my desk and paced the floor while inhaling my blunt. "All this shit my fault." I spoke to myself. I grunted in frustration loudly and soon Nelli came poking her head in my door.
"You okay? What's wrong?" She asked coming in.
"I don't know man. This shit is slowly but surely eating me up. I done fucked up two people lives because of my past." I spoke hitting my blunt once more.
"I promise, it's not like that Tiny. Don't think like that. That's Damien, he wanna play toxic and this shit is Insane." She spoke as she cautiously entered my room to console me.
"I know. This shit is really getting out of hand."
"I know girl. His ass need to die like today." Nelli said seriously. "But It's something I been meaning to tell you".
I looked at her with a side eye but motioned for her to continue without saying a word.
"Umm... while you was in the hospital sleep, me and Rell went into Tyree's father room... just to check on him." She paused.
"Okay..."
"Bae sit down please so I can tell you without me thinking you gon hit me or something." Nelli assured. Alright, now this bitch making me nervous.
"Go ahead Nelli."
"Tyree's father couldn't really speak well, but as we kept talking to him, we could make out him saying...something." She said and exhaled a deep breath. "I think he said Damien had been communicating with his ex girlfriend to get to you." She said in a rush.
"I asked for the name so I could handle the bitch myself. Remember that bitch you got yo lashes done by last month?" She questioned. The memory of the weird bitch from the salon came to mind. Irritation flooded my bloodstream, while I put 2 and 2 together in realization of her acting the way she did.
"Bitch Raven!?" I asked in a yell. She nodded with wide eyes while searching my body language for my next move. However, she was gon get hers when she least expected it so I wasn't on shit tonight.
