Rambo 2 || Bryson Tiller SLOW UPDATES

07

"Mir?"

"Yea."

"What're their names?"

"Dude with tha glasses is June. Dude with tha hat on in Zaa. Then bro with tha hood is Sevyn."

"Zaa? That's so pretty."

"It's Muslim. His pops a Muslim."

"I might steal his name." I laughed as I rubbed my stomach

"Thinking of baby names yet?"

"Not really. I haven't got the official appointment letting me know the gender."

"Well what ya got na? Boys?"

"I don't know. Bryson Jr."

"Cute."

We arrived at a arcade a few minutes later after a quiet and almost awkward car ride. I exited the car without waiting for Amir. My curiosity was killing me.

"Crys. Can I talk to you really quick?" I asked once I finally caught up to her

"Hold on a sec." She turned to June and spoke

"Fuck it." I mumbled and made my way into the arcade

I wanted to go home. Everyone was hiding something and I was clueless. Ideas were running through my head, they were all terrible and ended in me snapping Amir's neck.

"What's wrong lil mama?" Zaa asked mocking my frowned up face

"Nothing. Just back pain. The baby's heavy." I laughed

That's was halfway true. Just as I spoke my back pulsed with pain.

"What you having?"

"I'm not sure yet. I go in a few days to find out."

"Well what you hoping for?"

"A healthy baby with 10 fingers and toes."

"I ca' dig that. Well I'm gone let you go. Enjoy ya self."

"Thank you. You too."

Mir walked up a few second later holding a small plastic bag full of coins.

"How many is that?"

"400."

"What we gone do with 400 tokens Mir?"

"Have fun. Let's go mamas."

"What was you and Zaa talking about?" He added after a few minutes

"The baby."

Out of 8 people Zaa was the only one that seemed normal. No weird vibes or animosity at all.

"Mir. What the fuck is going on? Everyone acted weird. What don't I know?" I whisper yelled at him

He looked down at me and took a deep breath.

"Fuck it. When I go home tonight you going to your own damn house. I feel like I'm surrounded by liars." I took a hand full of tokens and went to the race car game

Fuck nigga.

"You back with that frown." Zaa stated making his presence known. I sat right next to him without knowing

"Yeah. I had to sit down. It'll get better soon." I shot him a assuring smile before adding another token in the machine

"I know you felt that awkward shit in there. We both clueless. I just became Crys boyfriend and started hanging back with the guys. Everytime we all in the same room it's awkward like shit."

I stopped playing and looked at him.

"Y'all all went to highschool together? Even the girls?"

"Nah the girls I don't where they came from. But all of us, yea."

"What you think going on?"

"What you think?"

"You don't wanna know."

"You think someone fucked someone and it's awkward round them two?"

I laughed. He was right on the dot.

"Who you think it is?"

"Crys and someone else."

"Who you think the other person is?"

"I know you don't want to hear this but, Mir."