The Double Date

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"GET THE FUCK DOWN THESE STAIRS ALAIYAH", Tyson yells up the stairs at me as I was getting dress for this stupid ass double date; Tyson's best friend Quavion recommended. I actually thought it was funny ass fuck, Because me and Tyson barely went anywhere together so I was kind of trying to see how this whole thing was gone turn out. I only meet Quavion a few times, only on certain occasions such as birthday parties, wedding, football game nighs, things like that but Quavion also has this thing where he tins to flirt with me behind Tyson's back and its only a matter of time before Tyson figure out his bestie has a thing for me, but I'm pretty sure he wouldn't; He's too busy sniffing "honey cocaine" to notice anything these days.

Tyson is not the type to get high and chill and eat up everything in your refrigerator(shacking my head)nope! He's the type that imagine their in somebody gym and uses me as his punching bag so yeah I would love it if he would just overdose already. I thought to myself

"IM COMING TYSON" I yell back down to him as I was putting on my black Christian louboutin 'Fierce' platform boots. Yeah I know boots on a double date? Well I haven't had the chance to go to the nail shop and get my usual did; making a mental note to do so I started walking downstairs.

As I turn the corner I saw Tyson standing by the front door of our mansion texting on his phone already dress, hmm "who this nigga texting?" I ask myself. I started walking over to him real slow so he wouldn't hear me, I peep over his shoulder to look at the texts.

Main squeeze: Hey boo?

Ty#30: sup cutie

Main squeeze: wud...I'm bored AF wanna cum ova

Ty#30: can't right now but keep the door unlock imma cum ova tonight gotta make sure liyah sleep

Main squeeze: Fuck her, she can't do you like I can. Babe cum on! I missed you

Ty#30: imy more baby girl imma cum over later I gotta go lova ya ma

Main squeeze: Okay daddy I'll be waiting on you... Luv yhu more

I step back and bump into the wall hitting my head on the sharp corner, "Damn i hope ion start bleeding" I thought to myself Tyson looked up then.

"You okay", he asks me while trying to help me
I snatch my arm away from him and said let's go

As we get outside Tyson asked me did I have a bump on my head from hitting it on the wall

Like you care? I respond back

At least I asked liyah, Tyson say back

I stayed silent for the rest of the ride to the restaurant

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