Quavo's Trip To Cuba

Bothering You

                            1 Month Later

Cuba

"Can I get three large pizzas, two pepperoni & one sausage, & two 12 piece hot wings?" I placed an order to Dominos. I took a hit of my blunt waiting on the total then giving my address. I hung up then turned my music up. A minute later Molly walked in sitting next to me & showing me a fight video on her phone. I laughed when one girls wig was snatched.

"You get my hot wings?" She asked.

"Yes. I got enough for the both of us."

She sat back smiling & looking at her phone. I sat up running my hair through her soft weave.

Last week Molly graduated, & she decided that she wants to stay with me for the summer. Grandma was ok with it, so I was happy. This past month has been crazy & I really need her here with me. When Q passed out on stage last month, it was all over the internet. And his fans & the media needed someone to blame, so they automatically pointed fingers at me. A video of the entire incident went viral which only made shit worse. In reality I tried to help Q & people were saying I got him hooked on drugs or I just drugged him that day. A mix of his chest injury & all the pills he took caused him to pass out, not me. They didn't even go to Miami, his mom made everyone come back home when he was released from the hospital, which made the Florida fans pissed at me also. Motherfuckers I don't even know hate me for all this shit. And you would think me & Q would get back together, but we're still broken up.

And we've only seen each other once & spoken less than 5 times, in the past month. I'm glad he's ok & I was with him the entire time, but the shit he said to me was fucked up. And I don't know when I'll get over it. The first 2 weeks after we got back he'd call nonstop, or send flowers, but I wasn't having it. When he came by I'd tell my Grandma or Duras or Stedminn to tell him I'm busy, and eventually he stopped trying. I know it killed him to walk past the car he bought me, knowing I don't want nothing to do with him. But even though all this is going on I must admit, the more I'm away from Q the more I realize how much I love & miss him. But I can't deal with him now. I'm graduating in 2 days & that's all that's all I wanna focus on.

"What you thinking bout Cu?" Molly asked snapping me out of my thoughts.

"The pizza. I'm hungry." I lied. She moved her head then turned facing me.

"You miss Q?"

"Bitch I just said I want the pizza."

"That was a general question."

"I don't."

"You lying!" She said smacking her leg. "You so damn stubborn Cuba it don't make sense. That nigga love you & you love him. He said he didn't mean what he said. You don't mean the shit you say when you mad, so why you tripping?"

I smacked my lips then the doorbell rang.

"I got it!" Duras yelled. Me & Molly stared each other down before Duras walked in with the food & sitting on the floor with it. He handed us plates & we grabbed our slices.

"What's going on with that Zonnique girl Duras?" Molly asked.

"You know, I made her mine the other week. Tryna get in the cheeks now." He said making me choke on my pizza.

"Boy shut up you a damn..."

"VIRGIN!" Me & Molly said then cracking up.

"My stroke game better than both of y'all niggas is."

"I don't have a nigga so."

"Shut up Cuba damn. He gone be back in that in 2 weeks."

"I give it one week shit." Molly said.

I looked at Molly as I took another bite.
-------------------------------------------------------
Quavo

"Can I tell you something Ma?" I said sitting on the island counter.

"You can tell me anything Quavious."

"Ite. Sometimes, I wish I won't famous. I mean I love performing & the money but this life comes with consequences." I said. I looked at my mom who was staring back at me. She walked over to me & sat on a bar stool.

"Ok what's really on ya mind Quavious? I remember when Migos was first coming up & you was talking about how you couldn't wait for everybody to know your name. Now that you got it you don't want it. It's something deeper bothering you."

I jumped off the counter & walked to the fridge grabbing a water bottle. My mom knows me way too good. But I ain't wanna admit what was really going on in my head. I closed the fridge door seeing my mom standing behind it making me jump.

"Spit it out Q."

"It's nothing Ma."

"It's something. It's a person. It's a country." She said trying to be funny. I just shook my head at her.

"Qua it's been a month. I thought y'all was so in love."

"I thought so too. But she don't want me."

"I think she's just hurting. That's all. That girl is sensitive Quavious."

"Trust me I know."

"You know the night you had your incident & I was on the phone with Pierre all I heard in the background was Cuba screaming & crying. Everybody was like 'Calm down Cuba' or 'It's ok Cuba.' And no female loses her mind over like that over a man she doesn't love. You told her you should've had sex with another woman. I'd be pissed at ya too. You gotta give it time-"

"Time? It's been a month."

"You better hope it's not a year! I know you love her but the space is good. Let her cool off you know. I like Cuba I really do & I love y'all bond. I don't wanna see her go any time soon."

I nodded my head while looking at my mom. I know if anybody got my back it's her. Her words always hit me like bullets. And I love the fact that she loves Cuba & misses her. But a month is a long time, and I hope I can make up for it. I miss my Shawty. & it kills me that I've changed so much. I said I'd never get so attached to a female. But it takes that one to switch up yo whole perspective & she's that one.

"When you gonna see her again?"

"She graduates with Kiari on Friday."

"Oh yeah! The whole gang gonna be there! You know what you should do?"

"What?"

"You should.. nah you not bout that life. You ain't tryna get ya girl back." She said sarcastically.

"What? Ma tell me man."