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O'Shea was mad. Lisha was happy. And Steven was confused.
The room fell silent, but you could sense the tension.
Steven began to feel uncomfortable, and tried to step out of his room backwards.
O'Shea and Lisha shot darts at him with their beaming eyes to stay put.
"Lisha." O'Shea said to her as he made his way to her side of the room.
"don't start with me, O'Shea. I did what I had to do to make you mine again." Lisha turned to face him and rubbed her hands up and down his chest.
"Stop." O'Shea said as he grabbed her wrists.
"No. Why won't you just admit you want to be mine? We have history, O'Shea history."
"well as you can see, bitch our history is over."
Steven's mouth dropped open at that remark And his tools fell out of his hands.
Lisha and O'Shea turned to face his direction as she released herself from his grasp.
"Mhm" Steven cleared his voice as he bent over to pick his tools up.
"Ima just..I'ma just get my tools and head down the stairs where Tony is.. Cool? Aight peace niggas."
And with that, Steven was gone.
"Lisha, we never had a thing." Look at me when I'm talking to you don't turn away- girl look at me!" O'Shea raised his voice as Lisha tried to fight back her tears but quickly lost.
"Well I wish we did have a thing! I wish you loved me as much as you love Drè! I don't know HOW you don't feel the same way I feel about you when we've been with each other through EVERYTHING, O'Shea!" Lisha was screaming.
Tears ran down her face like a waterfall as she poured her heart out to him.
O'Shea just stood their, not knowing what to say. It was a lot to take in.
"Lisha yeah we've hooked up a couple times and all, but that-"
"A FEW TIMES? O'Shea!? Really!? A FEW TIMES!?"
"O'Shea we've been going at it since last year what the fuck do you mean by a few times!?"
O'Shea took a seat at the edge of Stevens bed And put his head in his hands.
"...O'Shea, do you still not understand why I want to be with you so bad? You think I'm just some kind of an obsessed bird?"
"...."
O'Shea looked up at her with confusion.
"Oh damn, O'Shea! Do I have to spell it out for you!?" She cried.
"I'M FUCKING-"
Steven dashed into the room before Lisha could say anything.
" GUYS, come quick! You have to look at this, hurry!" Steven was out of breath.
The three of them dashed down the stairs as Lisha and O'Shea followed Steven to their destination.
Steven lead them to his backyard where their stood a big wooden something.
"Wallah!" Steven exclaimed as he put his hands on his hips admiring whatever the big wooden something is.
"...this..this is what it is?" O'Shea asked with a concerned voice.
"Hell yeah!" Steven said as he looked over at him and smiled.
Tony, Steven, and O'Shea bursted out laughing as Lisha just stood there with her arms crossed, and a pouted facial expression.
"Oh Lishaa" Steven said with laughter in his voice.
"You need to relax and live a little, damn."
Lisha sucked her teeth in and turned to O'Shea.
"O'Shea I'm pregnant."
Steven's laughter died out. "Well damn."
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