𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍.

𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓.*

teyana.

"so what's been going on with kapri?" asaan asked.

we were currently at potbelly getting some lunch because he wanted to "talk."

which could only mean some bullshit.

"what's it to you?" i asked, eating my sandwich.

he deadpanned.

"the same it is to you. you supposed to be tryna get some shit outta her. all these times y'all been hanging out just been for fun?" he questioned.

i rolled my eyes.

ever since i ran into kapri at target, we've been on a bunch of dates.

and after damn one, here comes asaan questioning me.

"she ain't said nun' and i'm pretty sure she never will. i don't even understand why you keep asking me 'bout the shit. you the one tryna get her brother! and for what, 'cause his mother did some shit we ain't and still don't have control over?"

"kapri ass must got some golden pussy the way that you whipped."

"aye, watch yo' mouth, asaan."

"i ain't watching shit. you my sister before you her fake ass girlfriend. and if it just about her folks killing our father, even though that's a big ass part of it! it's about her brother thinking he so damn slick."

"look asaan, i don't necessarily agree with how shit went down with our father and allat but what the fuck can we do? we can't bring him back, asaan. and i know it pains you to have to realize that but you gon' have to sooner or later."

growing up, our father loved the hell out of us. but he was always in and out of jail. we enjoyed the moments we had together with him and since it was inconsistent, it made us cherish them more.

i've come to terms with his death. it was inevitable and i can't change what happened.

asaan is the complete opposite. and i'm trying to be supportive but it's becoming annoying.

"youn' get it." he shook his head.

"get what? the only thing i get is that you wasting ya time. what is killing kasir gon' do? he ain't kill dad. and yeah, it's gon' hurt their mother but it ain't gon' bring our father back."

"yeah aight. well you just keep paying attention to if she slip up and say some shit. i'll talk to you later." he said, getting up from the table and leaving.

i rolled my eyes before going to my car.

i put on some summer walker and made my way home before looking at my phone to see who texted me.