Come to me I got you
Lyric Mayson Brown
Man I'm mad at Isaiah ugly ass. His bitch ass made me brake my fucking arm that day at the paintball place.
I didn't even get to fucking eat, I spent the night at the damn hospital.
Everyone was ganging up on me bruh...... That's not fair, now I have an ugly ass purple cast on my arm.
Meanwhile I'm in my room struggling to do my fucking homework.
I heard a knock on my room door and I see Isaiah ugly ass walk in with a friendly smile knowing I'm not fucking with him.
"May?" He said
I didn't answer I just continued with my homework.
"Lyric, I said I was sorry. You know I would never intentionally hurt you." He said
I just ignored him
"Come one" he said sitting on my bed and grabbing my hand.
"Oww!!" I yelled because he grabbed the wrong fucking hand
"Oh shit I'm sorry May I didn't even notice" he said
I just rolled my eyes
How the fuck you miss a big ass purple cast what the fuck.
"Just get out" I said not even looking at him
He turned around and slowly walked out my room.
When he closed the door, I let out a tear. That shit hurts so damn bad bruh and I can't even take something to make it the pain go away, because I have a certain time to take that medication.
I just fought through the pain and finished my homework then turned it in on blackboard.
I got up and limped to the kitchen.
I almost forgot that he even stepped on my damn leg that night too. He put all his weight on my shit.
How you gonna rush to help someone you hurt then hurt them again.
I got a Capri sun from the fridge and a pack of gummies out of the cabinet.
I felt all of the boys looking at me.
I didn't say anything because they all played a part in me getting hurt. Isaiah just went to far.
I told them to stop everyone but Isaiah did. I was turning to run away but one of his paint balls hit me in my forehead then I fell on a big ass rock with my arm hitting it first.
But as I scanned them I noticed that Isaiah wasn't there.
I think I hurt his feeling when I told him to get out.
He's still my favorite but damn, I still have a right to be mad at him. Shit I have a right to be mad at all of them.
I'm gonna go to him to see if he's okay, I care for him and I know he cares for me because he looked scared as fuck when I got hurt. He didn't even let me walk to the car he carried me all the way there and rushed me to hospital.
I walked a cross the living room gave the boys the side eye turned the corner then knocked on the door.
"Leave me alone bruh, I told y'all I'm not feeling today" he said
