We reached the place Joey was talking about. It was a cool spot. An abandoned house, a legit one and not the ones that look like apartments and have to go inside to see that its a house
"A house." I gazed at it and he smiled
"Yeah. These shits expensive but they shut it down. So me and my pros chill out here."
"Pros?"
"The pro era gang. Now hurry up and get inside." He said as he held the door for me. I walked in, it wasn't bad for an abandoned house.
"It ain't too bad."
"Of course. The fuck we look like? Me and my niggas and gonna chill on no roach house."
"Good! Bugs scare me."
He turned around and looked at me "You're scared of bugs?"
"Mhm." I put my bag on the couch
He smiled from ear to ear "Ha!!!! You scared of fucking bugs! Watch me find a roach!"
My face went serious "Stop!!"
"Hehehehe! Alright! Come in, sit and talk to me." He patted a spot next to where he was sitting on the couch
I sat down. I'm very uncomfortable. Here are my reasons:
1. This nigga threatened to find some roach when he look like one himself
2. I'm in an abandoned house with a dude I barley know
3. He said he could kill me
4. He's very, very, very unpredictable. He could pull a gun on me right now.
5. He cheesing too hard and that ain't right. He's acting like he hates me but shows kindness like opening the door for me. Hell, showing me around is a bit kind of him cause my aunty won't. She on call and probably dancing to Kanye West again"So what's up?" He asked
"Don't know."
"Hmph!" He put his head on the arm of the couch
"You still hot?" I rubbed his back
He swatted my hand away "Nah. Just hungry, I skipped breakfast for that rap battle."
"Why would you do that? Especially when it's as hot as it is." I opened my bag to see if I had anything in there from yesterday's bus trip and food from school. 3 bags of cookies, 2 small bags of sour cream chips (good shit) 4 packets of Kool-Aid and a granola bar.
I pulled out a bag of cookies and a chip bag. "Here."
He picked his head up and looked at me "What'd you do to them?"
"Nigga I ain't do shit to them. You see that it's sealed right!?" I said clearly aggravated
"Ok. Sorry, it was just a question. Saved my life once more. Thanks." He smiled but returned back to a straight face
I opened the last water bottle and took two sips. "Joey, dunno if I-"
He opened the chip bag and took two at a time "Shhh!"
._. I kept quiet.
"I don't talk when I eat." He whispered. I looked at this nigga like he had lost his mind
We weren't saying anything so I pulled out my phone and seen an unread message from Aliyah two minutes ago on the KIK chat and turned my brightness down so Joey couldn't see what I was doing.
LiyahWhatsoEvr👊😅: You seen the boy yet?
Me: Yeah. I'm with him right now! Omg he lowkey fine but a bully
LiyahWhatsoEvr👊😅: Send a pic
Me: No hoe. He eating and probably would beat my ass if I took a picture of him
LiyahWhatsoEvr👊😅: Sneak one...?
Me: You not understanding that he's not even a foot away.
LiyahWhatsoEvr👊😅: Oh shit! You find out his name yet tho?
Me: Joey Badass
LiyahWhatsoEvr👊😅: So Joey is it? 😊
Me: Mhm. His real name Jo-Vaughn but only his mama call him that
LiyahWhatsoEvr👊😅: That's a cute name 😆
Laila Paradise🌴: Joey and Leslie sitting in a tree...
LiyahWhatsoEvr👊😅: K-I-S-S-I-N-G
Me: 😐
Laila Paradise🌴: Quit acting like you don't want his bodyyyyyyy
Me: 😑😑😑😑😑
LiyahWhatsoEvr👊😅: Y'all silly. Ttyl my mama making me cook with her
Me: Yeah. I got a nigga to talk to. Ttyl 😑
Laila Paradise🌴: Don't forget your condom Les 🎩👒🎓
Me: OMFG BYEEE!!!!!I chuckled, turned my phone off and shoved it back in my pocket
"Who were you texting?"Joey crumpled up the finished bag of junk food
I took it from his hands "No one."
"Who was it?"
"Nigga it ain't that deep for me to be telling you."
"I'm just looking out for my friend."
"That's cool but that don't mean you gotta be on my text, daddy." I rolled my eyes
"Oh I'm daddy?" He smirked
"No nigga. You act like a little boy with your childish ass."
"I don't know who you talking to like that but you better chill the fuck out!!" He clenched his fist
"Or. What?"
"You a piece of fuckin' work you know that?"
"You don't have to tell me about myself."
"I do. You doin' too damn much."
"How am I doing too much? You the one making a big deal out of a text."
"It was just a simple question!"
"A simple question you don't need to know. You don't need to know shit about me if I don't feel like saying and you need to respect that!"
He looked down at his lap "My bad. You right. I'll respect you a little more but I expect the same thing back, mama." He said in a low tone
"Ok."
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No. 99 (Joey Bada$$)
FanfictionPower and violence are opposites; where the one rules absolutely, the other is absent. Violence appears where power is in jeopardy, but left to its own course it ends in power's disappearance ...