Love On His Sleeves

BITTER

Darius, Andrea and Brandon
in multimedia.

Brandon's POV

Walking out of the shop, my mind was everywhere. I honestly don't know what came over me causing me to kiss Mir like that.

My feelings just couldn't be confined anymore and I had to be honest with myself and him. I just wish I could have done all of this before he got with that nigga Jonathan. Maybe shit would have been different then.

But if this dude really thinks shit isn't going to change then he is really naive. I poured my heart out to him and he essentially paid me dust.

Sitting in my car parked in the Bojangles parking lot, so much was going through my mind. I don't want to be spiteful, but when you become bitter there isn't really that much you wouldn't consider doing.

Looking at the number on my phone screen I decide to call it. Listening to the phone ring I didn't expect them to answer but they did. While on the phone listening to their voice say hello, all I could think was there is no turning back now.

Look don't ask no questions, I'm about pull up to your spot I got some shit I need to talk to you about.

..........

Yeah I'll be there in 15 minutes.

Jonathan's POV

Pulling into Samir's neighborhood I park my car and head up to his spot. Moving keys around in my hand to find his house key he gave to me I unlock the door to enter the apartment.

Sitting on the couch I just sit there. With mix emotions, mad as hell that him and his bestfriend/"brother" kissed. Then he has the audacity to just casually text me, "Brandon just kissed me." like its not a big deal.

When I saw that text I thought it was a joke. Until he told me he wasn't playing. And when I tried to call him he kept sending me to voicemail. Therein pissing me off even more to the point that I told him off with the longest text I've ever sent him.

Surprisingly enough he didn't respond with just a "K", and if he did I swear I would have cut him.

He went into explanation of what exactly happened but failed to provide me insight on why the negro and him kissed in the first place.

Instead he told me to calm down and meet him here. ALL IN TEXT MESSAGES!

Sitting there on my phone scrolling through that bitch Brandon's Instagram, Samir calls me but I send his ass to voicemail.

Instead of picking up the phone I turn on the TV and lay on the couch, watching reruns of Real Housewives of Atlanta. It was a reunion episode where NeNe and Kim were arguing. I eventually drift off to sleep while watching and waiting on Samir to get here which added fuel to how annoyed, aggravated or pissed I am. To be honest I don't even know why I'm mad anymore. I got over the little kiss. But it's the damn principal, and I'd be sure to stay "mad" when he does finally get here.

Samir's POV

On my way to my place I call Jonathan to see if he made it there and to also see if he wanted anything to eat. But he didn't answer my call. I didn't read to much into it. However, I don't really understand why he is so mad.

That dude literally sent me a dissertation earlier, and I knew that I had to send something of comparison back so he wouldn't flip shit. Because deep down I know that boy is crazy, is mom is so yeah...