I didn't want to see Arihah. I couldn't look at her right now. At one point in our lives we were real close but myself and Cajun messed that up.
"Hurry up and get dressed so we can go!" He walked out.
I still don't know who homeboy is but more than likely he working for Drelin and the rest of them.
I rose up out the hospital bed and walked over to the recliner seat, picked my clothes up and walked into the bathroom.
After doing so I looked in the mirror at myself. Still looking good with my face scratched up.
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Once I put my sneakers on I walked out.
"I'm ready," I said.
"When we get there you better act like you have sense!"
I looked at him like he was stupid. "I ain't five years old, aight? I know how to handle myself."
present moment
I glanced at her. She looked good even with the mug on her face.
A lot of people can say they know Arihah but they don't know her like I know her.
"Who are you? Why are y'all here?" Myles asked.
"I'm Colieyon. Y'all know Trebian obviously but y'all don't know me. I know y'all and a whole lot about y'all. I'm here with Trey because of the recent events that's been going on."
Drelin moved closer to me staring me down.
"Whatcha' come here for cuz?"
"Look ion even wanna be here right 'na and ion wanna fight, okay? I'm just here against my will like cuz over here said."
He turned his attention to Colieyon. "Man what's this about?"
"Nah. Where Cajun at? That's what I want to know! I'm real close to kicking his mama out my house!" Myles threw his arm up.
"After the fight he dipped. He told me he ain't want nothing to do with me no mo'." I said.
"I told you when we were younger he wasn't real with you." A voice I didn't think I would hear said.
