HOPE POV
I woke up next to Seven, I stared at him. He had a lil mustache growing, I rubbed his chin and he hummed. He leaned into my touch, wrapping his arms around me.
He was so sexy, like everything he does be turning me on! Like damn. "Stop staring at me like that" he mumbled, and then he stuck his head in my neck. "Like wha?"
He rubbed my waist, "Yknow what I'm talkin bout Hope" he said into my neck. His breath tickled, I scooted back a lil bit. But he just ended up putting his head back into my neck, I huffed and just closed my eyes.
I woke up with no seven next to me, I groaned getting up looking around. He wasn't in the bathroom either, where the fuck is that nigga at? I walked down stairs to get hit by the smell of weed.
And polo g was getting blasted, this nigga left me in there to smoke some weed, and blast music. I saw him on the couch on his phone, he looked like he was very focused.
I went up behind him looking at what was on his phone, who was he textin? "Who you textin nigga?" He jumped and put his phone down on the backside, my face scrunched up at that.
"What the fuck you tryna hide?" I said now standing in front of him, my arms where crossed. and my heart was already start to beat, meaning I was bout to put my hands on him, or either cuss him out.
"Nothin" his eyes was low, and he looked very sexy but I'm mad at him right now. "Fuck you mean nothin don't piss me off Seven!" I was ready to choke him out, or maybe cut off his dick ion know.
"Calm down baby" "don't tell me to fuckin calm down! When you over here being sneaky! You a bitch on your soul, I don't even know why I tried it with you, you're just like every other bitch ass nigga."
"Calm down Hope stop callin me out my name, I'm not doing that to you. So respect me, like I've always been respecting you." He said all calmly, and it was making me mad that he was being so nonchalant.
"So lemme see yo phone then if it's "nothin" cause it's somethin if you jumpin, and putting yo phone down." "You bein dramatic I swear it's nothin"
SEVEN
It really was nothing, I just didn't want him to know that I sell drugs. And so does his brother, he don't need to know that. I saw him start to ball his fist off, he started pacing back and forth.
"Take me home" "why?" I was high so I wasn't as mad as I should be about what's going on right now, "take me home before I put my hands on you! Bitch ass nigga on my soul, had me being all friendly with you and yo ass was being sneaky. You weird as fuck, I should beat your ass."
He was gettin, hella mad over something that wasn't happening. "Hope I promise you baby I'm not talkin to no hoe, you the only nigga I'm talkin to." He wasn't listening tho, he was just putting on his shoes and grabbing his shit.
I stood up sighing, he blew my high so now I was starting to get irritated. "Put yo shit down, I just told me I'm not talkin to no bitch, it's just you Hope why can't you just trust what I'm telling you?"
I said grabbing his stuff, this nigga had major trust issues. And I can't make it better if he can't even trust me when it's this situation, I wanna know what nigga made him like this?
Cause whoever did can get shot, they got him all fucked up. "Bro gimme my shit back!" He swung on me and I dodged it, oh he tryna get fucked up? "Who the fuck is you swinging on?"
"Just gimme my shit" he had tears running down his face, they wasn't sad tears ion think when he gets really angry I notice he cries. "No cause ion wanna go through the same shit again! All y'all niggas da same!" Again he swung on me but it was sloppy.
I grabbed both his arms, and he tried fighting back. "Let me go bitch!" "Ay yo ass betta calm down, I ain't never tried to hit you calm down Hope." "I just wanna go home" "ok I'll take you home but you just gotta calm down Ight?"
I said staring at him in the eyes, he nodded. I picked him up and sat him on the couch, his leg started to bounce up and down hella fast. I just stared at him, "stop looking at me" I licked my lips smirking a lil bit.
"I can't tell you the reason I acted like that, but please believe me I wasn't talkin to no hoe Ight Hope." "Mhm" I sighed knowing he didn't believe me, "I put that on my dead momma that I wasn't what I gotta do to show you that I ain't lyin?"
"Show me yo phone" I sighed I knew he was gon say that, I grabbed my phone unlocking it and showed him who I was textin. "See its my plug" it wasn't my plug it was my boss, but I just got his name as plug.
Cause he basically is, he gives me my drugs I gotta sell. And he gives me some weed as a thank you, so it's a win win. "Ok" he still ain't believe me tho, "here go through my phone if you think I was talkin to some bitch."
I threw it on his lap, and he picked it up and went on it. He was on it for 2 minutes before he handed it back to me, "mm sorry" he said quietly playing with his fingers.
"It's fine I should have told you straight away, you just gotta trust me more Hope I wouldn't do you bad." "I know it's just hard" "you gotta control yo attitude, cause if you was any other nigga I would have shot you especially how you was swinging at me."
"Sorry" he said twisting a braid in his head, "it's fine we just need to do a better job at communicating baby"
And boom sorry it's short but if you didn't read my announcement I will only be posting stuff on the weekends, cause I got school and volleyball and honestly when I get off all dat y'all are not on my mind, eating isn't even on my mind it's just sleeping.
And I'm bout to get me a job so who knows when my schedule gon be free
