Siemba ; Unwritten

One

Lotus

I skipped the rest of the day, I only had two hours left anyway. After that episode with Howard, I got my shit and got the fuck on. Who wants to sit there in a building and be stared at by the one they're in love with because they can't keep dealing with their bullshit? Not me. It's honestly simple as fuck. You don't want shit with me? Say that shit. You don't know what you want? Say that shit. You need to cut off thirsty as bitches before I get my hands on their ass? Say that shit. I'm not gonna' fight your ass just to have to fight other bitches about your ass, being something I think is mine. Nigga the fuck? No. I'm gonna' fight for you, and in that process of me getting you, you're going to cut off every single last hoe that you think you have, or thought had you. Simple. Find some bullshit to be on and you're done. I don't need more shit on my shoulders. I got the world on my head already as is.

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I've been sitting in this goddamn cafe with a hot chocolate for almost three hours now. Just thinking on today and how everything went down between Howard and I. To say that I may have gotten to him, finally, is a sign that hell is going to freeze over and the world is going to open up in fucking rainbows and unicorns. What a miracle. I've had my phone on silent, so I'm sure I've got calls and messages about where I am. I decided to look at my phone for once today and I have messages from Amir, Kennedy, Siemba, and Howard... Reading them wouldn't hurt before I get a frappe and head out. Why reply when they know I'm not dead 'cause I read it...?

BESTFRIEND -

-Where you at ? I haven't seen you since 5th hour . You okay BestFriend ?

-Oh and Howard going crazy, everyone knows about you all now. He's cutting people off left and right.

-You at our spot ?

KENNEDY -

-Hey sister, where are you ? Howard's going crazy . Call me .

SIEMBA -

-Bre, I feel it. What's going on ?

-And don't even think about using the stove.

BABE -

-Lo', I cut em all off . That may not be enough. But I did it Baby and I did it for Us. 

-Where are you ? I need to see you .

-Lemme' make this right Lotus .

-I just wanna' see you . Please .

-What else can I do to make this right ? I need you .

-Call me when you see these please .

I read all those messgaes and can't decide on which one I wanted to begin to reply to and before I knew it, I was replying to Amir.

BESTFRIEND -

Hey BestFriend I'm fine. I was at our spot, but I'm on my way home. Meet me there. Be ready to tell stories.

And with that, I got up to leave after stopping and ordering a frozen vanilla bean to go. Cashier's cute. Gorgeous caramel skin that the sun dances off of before it sets. His eyes are a normal shape and a cocoa brown. But if you look deep, you can see his specs of grey and green. He's got these lips that make you want a kiss. His arms are defined and you can see his body through his clothes, he plays basketball and football. Looks about 6'3. He walked around and had the shoes I had been dying for. Sneakerhead. He sagged his pants just right and had his belt showing. Not materialistic, but makes everything last. He keeps himself with a line-up and fresh shoes. I wouldn't say he's a hoe from his looks, but he definitely has the hoes.