HATE ....𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝑴𝒚𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬
"𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢"
𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐦, 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞
𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝟐𝐧𝐝, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒"𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 looks broken?" jay asked as he walked into the house, swinging his backpack off of his shoulder and onto the floor by the couch.
"cause it probably is, this nigga notti is going insane without yaya" ddot sucked his teeth as he shook his head, "i deadass haven't left cause i don't want nothing to happen to him."
"he's suicidal?" dudey questioned, widening his eyes in surprise.
dd shook his head, "we don't know what that nigga is, we haven't talked to him since the breakup. it be dead silent in here"
"what they break up over?" dee mumbled, sitting down on the couch while looking around.
"riley burnt ass, yaya was feelin a type of way and said she ain't feel safe being with him. that's what really broke him" dd said, a sigh escaping his lips as he sat back.
"hollon, i'm finna go check up on him. see if we can get him out the house or not" ddot cleared his throat, standing up and dusting his hands off.
he made his way up the stairs and to nottis room, that was closed shut. he took a deep breath and knocked before opening it and peaking his head in.
he spotted notti sitting in his bed staring at a wall. his room was clean, just a pile of yayas stuff was on his desk.
ddot stepped in and closed the door behind him, he thought about his approach not wanting to come off as aggressive or pushy.
"yo my heart? you good?" he said softly, pulling his pants up as he walked closer.
notti turned around to him and nodded slowly, "i'm coo,"
"nah, be real with me bro. i ain't gon judge you," ddot huffed sitting down next to him.
notti looked off at the wall and rubbed under his eye, "bro my fuckin chest hurts, like my heart caved in. she really said she ain't feel safe"
"i know my heart, maybe she's just confused" ddot said, getting a good look at the slightly older boy.
his eyes were bloodshot red and his hair was in the worst condition. he visibly took care of himself, he wasn't dirty. his hair just wasn't in the best condition.
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