Another Urban Tale

Lies

I woke up the next morning to the smell of food and my stomach growled ready to grub. Jason was down stairs cooking and everything looked so good I just grabbed the food and began to eat . "Damn you can't wait till it's all done bro " he said with a laugh.

" Nahh G I'm hungry now so why wait? " I jumped on to the stool and ate the food he already had prepared on the table. He made pancakes, bacon, eggs, waffles, and put fruit out. It was only us so I didn't understand why he was wasting all my damn food like that.

" I think I'm ready to take the next step with Tisha" he said out the blue. "oh " was all I could say.

"You jealous my nigga don't tell me you catching feelings and shit" he said mocking me from last night. I was far from jealous I just didn't like the bitch and she didn't like me. She didn't have the balls to say how she felt but she say and do little sly shit. She doesn't like our friendship but she and no one else could ever tear it down.

" Nahh never that I just don't like her and you know that" .

"Man chill with all that! What do you really expect from her? You telling me if the roles were reversed you wouldn't feel the same way?" he said with his arms crossed leaning back on the counter. All i could do was sigh because I knew he was telling the truth.

"Yeah but we always agreed if we decided to be with someone it would stop out of respect. You deciding to be with her so no more fucking aight?" I said sticking my hand out. We shook on it and he started laughing and shit.

" What's so funny ?"

He laughed and said " I should of got me some last night if I knew we was going to stop this fast".

I threw a pancake at him and got up to go up the stairs. We will always be friends and nothing will stop that. Not even her! My phone was ringing when I made it inside so I answered without looking at it. " Speak up!"

" What's up guh ?" the guy on the phone said. I looked down and saw it was an out of state number.

"Who is this ? " I asked.

" Oh so you forgot me already ? It's Damu from the club last night".

How the fuck did he even get my number? My dad would murder him if he knew he was reaching out to me especially after what happened last night.

" How did you get my number?" I asked getting a little paranoid.

" I paid one of your Miles guys to give it me. So when can I see you again ?" he asked all cocky like. It turned me on a bit but I had no plans on seeing him ever again unless my dad did business with him.

" I don't know? How did it go with Miles last night ? "

" It was ight but I on think we gon do benizz with each together" he said like he didn't even care.

" Oh yeah ! Why you say that ?" I asked as Jason walked in the room sitting on the edge of the bed.

"What the fuck are you a cop or some shit? Look all I'm gon say is the beef Miles and G got going on I want no parts of tha shit. I'm tryna build my shit up and I refuse to let it get tore down because them niggas still fighting over some pussy." he said .

Pussy? What is he talking about? I thought they were beefing because G was mad that my dad didn't want to work with him and he just wanted what my dad had.

"Hello? You good ? " he said.

" Yeah but what you mean pussy? Miles don't have nobody even worth fighting over." I asked. I felt so left out and i hated that shit.