My Boo (Urban Love Story)

Chapter 9

Jordan's POV:

Since I already had a little bit of an idea what happened with Chanel I figured Id go check and confirm if what I heard was true, actually was.

I walked across the street and seen Chanel's brother over there hooping.

"Aye Dante wassup?" I said.

I hadn't been outside really so it'd been a lil while since I'd seen him.

If looks could kill id be 6 feet under right now. This nigga looked at me like he was the devil himself. I knew something wasnt right.

"Shit wassup wit you. You know you fucked up right?" He asked me, not knowing that I didn't know what the hell he was talkin about.

"Fucked up? What you mean fucked up. Nigga stop playin." I said thinking maybe he was just messin around.

"Nah nigga let's not act stupid. My sister. Chanel. I know y'all use to talk and shit, but now she sittin in juvie because you wanted to play her like she was a fuckin joke" he came up and pushed me.

I pushed him back even harder.

This nigga was serious. Trynna check me like I deliberately did something wrong.

"Aye bro. I never talked to Chanel. Just like she lied and told people at school we talked. She assumed that since I was nice to her that I liked her like that but I don't, and never will. She went and cut my girls' hair because of it. Your sister is crazy dude" I told him straight up. It has NEVER been like that between me and her. This girl really is delusional.

"Wow. My bad. Dont think nothin of that. I dont want problems if i dont need them but my mom don't even wanna go pick her up. The cops said they'd release Chanel to her and my mom just was like fuck It. Man I know I can't stand my sister sometimes but I miss her so much. Shit don't feel the same without her home"

I felt bad for this nigga. It felt like it was my fault why Chanel went to juvie. Even though I didn't knowingly get her sprung off me , I know in her crazy little world she probably really thought I liked her. Man this shit heavy on me.

After we dropped the convo we started hoopin. Which is what got everything off my mind. I miss my boo though. I wonder if her folks would be cool if I called her house. I gotta get her house number so we can talk more. The only times I see her is at school, and when I'm down she's who I can look to to bring me back up.