Just Friends

Just Nobodies

(Bambam pov)

After cleaning myself up I went to check on Jackson. He was nowhere to be found.
All there was, was a note. I readed it fiding out he left and I was alone. I hated being alone it make me panic.

I ran aroind the house and locked all the doors and windows, then hid in my mom closet. I was so scared for no reason. Nobodies gonna come here. And if they do i can call the police. Suddenly the door bell rang. I started to feeak out. Police or answer. What if it Jackson. What if its just...nobody.

I got out the closet, and went downstairs to the door, it was a homeless man.....and Jackson.

"Dis friend yous?" The homless man spoke. He pointed at Jackson. I nodded not really understanding him but geting a brief understanding.

"Beat up real good. Left hind dumpster. Come ove hang me. Foundes and beat up again. Need goo Friend help fix up." The man spoke. I just nodded and he walk Jackson into my house, and left.

"Who did this to you?" I asked cleaning his cuts.
He sat silently

"Jackson who." I asked a little more sternly.

"Just......" he spoke soft.

"Just?"

"Just Nobodies" he sighed still not looking at me. I finished bandaging him up and leaned aginst the wall.

"Thanks" he muttered standing up. "My brothers asked me how i felt about you. And i told them we were just friends. Because thats what we are. They are just Nobodies. And we are just friends." He added leaving the house.

My heart felt crushed. I know he was straight and that i didnt have a chance. But i always thought maybe one day we'd be more. But to him we'll always be just friends.

After he left i sulked upstairs and lay in bed, crying myself to sleep.

(Jackson)  

I was hanging out with some women who had vodka, she spot me a bit and we talked.

"how long have you been out here. You look beat." She asked 

"Was Beat. dont know how long I've been out here but i do know i was beat." I confessed. 

"hm. i see. who beat you? pa? brother? or is there more then one." she asked drinking a swig of her vodka

"couldn't tell even if i wanted to."

"oh you dont remember." she stood. "mens coming you better walk or run" she said stepping away from me.

when i looked up i saw one of my brothers and Pride Rock. They pulled me too my feet and asked me about BamBam. I told them everything and that me and BamBam were just friends. However *PR wasn't having it, neither was my brother and they started to hit me again. Before i could black out i heard a goodish friend of mine.

"Ya-I known ya-N ot beat hims" A scruffy old man said. homeless yes but he was OG to PR and they didnt ever mess with him. They dropped me and left with haste.

"Thanks Ko..." i said spitting out blood. 

"Lassy you-n sats earl told-na hat youd looks trouble. came quick" he spoke. he was hard to understand but I was still able to understand what he meant. "Lass name JiJa. JiJa Been drop druck homess, 12 year damn near. Been out before i hits 8, not know how her m-a found you but luck got me know." He spoke I gave up on trying to understand him i just thanked him and attempted to stand.

"Fuck" I cursed as pain still shot through my body again.

"mouth as clean as Na ass boy watch you say. kid free street hidden in gudders hear you curse turn cursen them lone ya" He helped me up. "you go bam get patched up. Bam good kid help you much, you stick him more help you out. or end like me homess and broke. no none care much fa me. na just nobodies, damn near like Pri and Nu bro. they nobodies."

I nodded and he walked me to BamBams. I didnt really wanna go but he's right bambam is my best Friend and if there was anyone who could help me and that i trusted enough it was him. But just being around him could get me killed. And this morning is still stuck in my head.....

(Ko)

na park walk through see JiJa. Jija fine Lass bit old na, Bu yoong at heart. JiJa tol na boy much trouble look beat, good bad, how i take it. i went quick. on boy known me be Jackson. nuf said twas Jackson. Beat good al ready and getting beat gain. damn gan, boy be daed fore scholl over.  not see college or day lit. boy gay though i known for sure. may say straight but boy confus he knonw no feelings but he soon may. him Bam close like JiJa and her vodka. get new bottle day break. free savanah she all call. said boy beat mind her of her free savanah. dont know what that mean, bu jack important to na so i keep close eye in ne Free savanah.