just a shoulder to cry on.
arihahI was laying down watching Paid In Full on Netflix in my room. Drelin had a three bedroom apartment and I was confused at first to why he would have three bedrooms. He told me the reason was because of me so I had my own room and then there was just a guest room. My room was decent in size, I had a nice king size bed with all white bedding. I had a black dresser with a big mirror and on my dresser Dre spelt my name out. My TV was on top of the television stand which was facing my bed and I could put clothes in the bottom of it. I had a closet next to it with white shelves in it. A tall light blue mirror was in the corner beside my closet. Then there was my window with light blue curtains and under that was my black desk. I had a tall light blue lamp standing up in the other corner by the window where my bathroom was.
As soon as Mitch got in the fight with the other inmates my door flew open. It was Jaicyon, he looked nice in his white t shirt, black sweats, and black socks. He kept staring at me and I followed what he was looking at which were my legs.
"What?" I asked.
"Here you go with this attitude again. Yo brother said come here."
"I don't have a attitude you just interrupted my movie," I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah yeah," he waved me off exiting my room.
I paused my movie and walked out my room to find my brother. I hadn't talked to him or the boys since yesterday. I kept getting dumb text from Kaydan, I was pissed off with Jaicyon, and trying to dodge Drelin's questions about my lip. I was in a very bad mood lastnight. I didn't know if I should lie about my lip because it'll seem like I'm saving Kaydan but I just don't want anymore drama.
Walking into his room to see him picking between two outfits I closed the door. He looked up and mugged me a little.
"Where yo' clothes?" He asked staring me down.
I had on a oversized black shirt that was hanging over my shoulder with Tupac's picture on it with black shorts underneath.
"Clothes. What you want?" I asked sitting on his bead.
"Ion want you round here dressed like that. Change," he demanded.
I chuckled trying to figure out why all of a sudden he was trying to demand me to change my lounging clothes. "I have on shorts underneath, you know I wouldn't walk around here with nothing but a shirt on," I gave him a stale face.
He looked at me like I was stupid. "Nah actually you would. I know cause you did it before."
"No one was home first of all. You know what, I didn't come in here for that. What do you want Drelin?"
"You know what I want. The truth about your lip is what I want to find out. Don't beat around the bush either."
"Listen Dre just please listen before you go off." I said looking at him and he nodded. "I kind of pissed Kaydan off and he slapped me and I didn't tell you because I didn't want you beat him to a bloody pulp."
He sighed and came over to sit beside me. "This his first time putting his hands on you?"
"No," I mumbled.
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