Something New

3.

Angel:

These couple of days in Detroit has been alright. I mean besides the incident, it's been pretty good here. Dorian just be scaring the shit out of me sometimes. The other night he came home at 3:00 in the morning with blood all over his shirt. Even though he was okay and there wasn't a scratch on him, I was still worried about him.

Even though what he's doing isn't right I can't complain. Everybody got to make their money somehow. The other day I told Tiffany what happened to me at the park and she almost flipped.

She was cussing up a storm. I can hear her right now saying 'Ima kill the bitch ass niggas that did that to you'. Even though she short as hell, she violent as fuck, but on the other hand she was happy that Kj was there and saved me.

She says it was faith, I say it was a coincidence. Speaking of Kj these pass couple of days he would text me and check to see if I was okay. I think it's sweet that he checks on me but that's seems like the only thing he does.

If you ask me I think the nigga don't really know how to talk to a girl, but Tiffany of course says he's shy. But I don't think shy is the word.

Today I was basically home alone with nothing to do. Aunt Tee went with one of her girlfriends to Virginia and Dorian was out on the streets doing God knows what. Boredom was really killing a bitch at the moment.

I would have called Tiff and tell her to come over but she was with Cj today. "Ughh, what to do?" I laid back on my bed thinking. My phone vibrated, I looked and saw I got a text from Kj.

Kj 💯: Wassup?

I smiled. I knew exactly what to do today. Instead of texting Kj back I called him.

"Hello?" Damn his voice sounded sexy on the phone. "Umm hey Kj, remember when you said call you if I need anything?" I asked him.

"Are you okay? Are those guys messing with you again?" I could tell he was getting a little pissed on the phone. Even though he was mad I thought it was sweet how he cared. "No Kj, I'm fine. I just need a friend right now...."

There was this long silence on the phone. I fucked up, who the fucks tell a guy they need a friend?

"My bad Angel, I was just changing into some clothes, I'll be there in a few." I sighed in relief. "Okay see ya." I hung up the phone and did a little dance.

"Okay Angel, what to wear?" I said as I walked in my closet. I picked out my grey Nike sweatpants, with a white shirt. Today I just want to chill so why not wear the 'chill' clothes. I put my hair into a messy bun and headed downstairs into the kitchen.

I decided to pop some popcorn and pulled a pack of cookies out. I went into the livingroom and pulled up Netflix and got ready for him to get here. So the whole entire day we basically gonna be chilling here and watch Netflix.

Damn, we'll basically be Netflixing and Chilling. Aint that bout a bitch. I heard the doorbell ring. I took a deep breath before opening the door.

Kj:

Man, you don't know how happy a nigga was when Angel called and asked me to come over. I was actually surprised she asked me. I mean a nigga really aint know how to talk to her. Everytime I text her it'll just be to check on her, there was never a real conversation going on.

I walked up the porch and rang the doorbell. I heard footsteps come to the door and it open. There stood Angel with the same exact outfit as mine. I guess she noticed we were matching because she started smiling at me.

"I see you trying to match my flow." I smiled. Wait.... I smiled? It's been a while since an actual genuine smile came across my face. " I think you have it all messed up." I walked into the house and sat on the couch. "You're matching my flow."