Hysteria (studxstud)

3. Real Deal

I jumped up because I heard shouting. I looked at my phone and it was after 9. Why moms shouting down the place after 9 on a Saturday? Jesus!

"I raised y'all better!! Why you went to bed and left the sink filled with dishes. "

She barged in my room, "come wash that cup young girl or I will bust you into tomorrow saying hallelujah praise the lord thank you jesus"

"Yes ma'am" I shuffled passed her.

I nearly died when I saw the one and only cup in the sink. I stared at the cup. I deadass stared at the cup. And mom was still cussing. I went upstairs to grab my phone so I could get this all on Snap. I videod her with caption "ONE M'Fing CUP!!!"

Cris sent me a message- moms crazy as hell man. Omw over

Cris lived right around the road and I bet she was riding her bicycle.
I washed up the cup and started on breakfast. Mom had some Ackee left over so I made Ackee and salt fish with bacon, and attempted to fry some dumplings but they came out tough as hell.

I heard knocking so I went out to unlock the door for Cris.

She sniffed the air and walked right into the kitchen grabbing a plate and started to share some food out for the both of us.

We sat in the living room watching season 4 of vikings on Netflix.

My mom walked in and said hey to Cris, asking about school and grades and her mom and what not. When she was satisfied she left with Darian saying she was going grocery shopping and telling us to make sure we study.

"Dude, how'd you find out about Rox?" Cris asked. I had the note in my sports bra the whole time so I took it out and handed it to her.

"Hooker" she said under her breath and I pushed her.

She read the note with a frown amd then she busted out laughing.

"RJ likes you man.. you didn't know?" She looked at me like I had three heads.

"But she a stem and that's kinda gay dawg"

"WTF! Now you sounding stupid as fuck nigga"

"Just kidding chill, geez"

She rolled her eyes at me and continued staring at the note. She took up her phone and started scrolling through IG. She showed me RJ's page and I was about to die from the amount of time she hinted at my initials "JH ♡"

Why was all this happening on the last days of school though, like damn. Im losing my girlfriend to a math teacher and a stem likes me. Rj is cute af though with her straight hair and chubby cheeks. She was small and perfect for my hands. When she dressed like a tomboy at last year's fete I couldn't stop staring.. she was fine. She was beautiful to say the least.

"Wait, man.. you don't have a secret crush on me right?" I asked Cris and she chuckled.

"Nah man, I mean you handsome and all but we aint that cliche bestie love story, you my brother dawg. But if all my mature hoes fail then remember we gonna get married aii?" She stated holding out her pinky. I grabbed it,

"Pinky promise" and we both laughed.

We switched to watching Black Sails and by midday we were grimey as hell. Dre ran downstairs right before someone started calling out. He handed out something that might be money and took 2 large pizza boxes.

He dropped a box on me and took his upstairs.

"Bruv where you getting gualo from?"

"Dad man." He shrugged. I sighed and watched Cris slowly watching me for the go ahead since she knew how I felt about that man. I nodded and she dove right in shoving a slice in my mouth.

"So when you gonna talk to Rox?"

"Tomorrow, gonna hear what she has to say and then break it off"

"How you feel bout that?"

"I wanna cry but a thug is a thug maan.." I said throwing up gang signs.

She rollled her eyes and told me to think about everything first.

"Dont be like them police down in Voli town man.. ask the questions before you shoot aii??"

I laughed "aii."

It was getting late and Cris had to go. I followed her home on my bicycle and then stopped at a shop to get some phone credit."

"Dyke!" He spat at my foot then pushed me off the bicycle. "You aint ever gonna have a real dick."

"And you aint ever gonna be a real man so square up nigga!" I retorted. Nigga must had me fucked up because im no bitch nigga, shit.

He and his friends walked away and the shop keeper who went around the back for the credit came back and asked what happened. I dismissed it, paid for my credit and left.

I had to stay strong as hell in these streets, if you a softy you better stay home because they don't care. There was a story going around how 3 years back they snatched a stud walking home from practice late one night and she went missing for a couple of weeks. When police finally found her, she was mutilated and gang raped. Them fuckers even left writings on the wall saying "fags can't exist" "give all dykes correctional sex" "correctional sex is not rape."

She was a soft stud that fucked with no one. The whole community mourned her death, her parents moved away within 2 months but not before warning my mom that we should move as well.

Damn.