chapter 9|| you made me

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Last time I trust a nigga,
He betrayed me,
Last time I trust a bitch,
She played me,
Pardon me if I been on one lately

-Fabolous
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Kamoni Taleaha Brown

It was now September and I've just been living life the best way I could

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It was now September and I've just been living life the best way I could. Noah had a game today and I promised him I'd go and support him. Since school started and football practice have been after school, we don't talk as much. He goes to school, study hall, practice, homework and sleep. My baby has a full day to day routine like he's a grown ass man working a serious ass 12 hour 9-5 shift. I was now laying in my bed tired myself, I've been working, and making time for my online classes. Then I just have to face life.

I've been hanging out with Deo for some time now and he's pretty fun. We're too comfortable around each other but not to were I'll tell him my family business and what I do for a living as of now. I could just be myself around him and not pretend. It's been a couple times when he wants me to spend the night with him but that's a no go, especially with RJ. He will go nuts. The night I came home from hanging with Deo, he'd been calling me all night but I was having so much phone I didn't pay attention to my phone. He wanted to argue, he questioned me about the stuff I brought with the tickets and said "Oh so this what we doing now? You fucking with other niggas and got me begging for my spot? Man, Kamoni, don't have these niggas out here losing they life" That started a big argument because for one you wouldn't be fighting for YOUR spot if you was playing your cards right and there wouldn't be nobody else. Mentally rolling my eyes. He just pisses me off. Then after we argued, he wanna lay under me and shit but now he see how I feel when the shoe was on the other foot.

I haven't spoken to Jay since he came over here and it's kind of bothering me because I missed him. He did say we gone try again once I tighten up basically. I know he was mad about me going off and the things I said to him. He haven't called me or texted me at all. I miss that smile, the way he talk, lick his lip. Everything. I need to stop by soon. I just feel like I shouldn't be the one apologizing about anything, he should've told me that he was going to be someone's father but he didn't talk me because "she cheated a few months back" like oh please Jason, that means nothing. You could've told me and we could've gotten through this together but he basically was lien. I don't care how he puts it.

Isn't it crazy how I have all these people to talk to but I know it will always be something. Everybody has that flaw and it's up to me to pick and choose who flaw I could put up with. Rashard, he's a hoe, I feel like he's always going to be that way. Deo, I don't know yet. I haven't gotten there and Jason, he's secretive sometimes. I'm not up for any of that shit there.

Hearing someone bang on my door, I rushed up and put on my nightgown.

"I'm tired of muthafuckas banging on my door like the police" I mumbled while rushing to put on my black Tory Burch sandals.

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