Chris and Kamaal

Chapter 36: Break up to Make Up

Chapter 36: Break up to Make Up

*Chris's POV*

It's been 2 days since I've spoken to Trey. We give each other glances in school and in practice, but never say a word to each other. He always gives me the "I'm sorry" look, but never says it verbally. I'm waiting for him to apologize to me. I'm at home watching tv with a big ass bowl of Cocoa Puffs, and my phone vibrates. I look at my phone and it's Myra.

"Wassup Myra?"

"Bitch, who you tryin to sound all hard for?" She asks as she laughs

"Girl boo, what you want?"

"Oop, rude much? But look, I need you to come over. I got this new outfit and I need your opinion on it. "

"Why don't u take a picture of it and-"

"Nigga bring yo ass over here!!! You ain't doin shit anyway. You probably sitting the couch in your boxers, with a bowl of Cocoa Puffs, scratchin your balls, and watching Spongebob!" Myra yells through the phone

I look down and she was right. Well, except for the scratching my balls part. Damn she is so on point.

"Exactly!!! I'll see you when you get here!!! Byyyyeeee Chris!!!"

Myra hangs up the phone. I pick up my bowl of Cocoa Puffs and put it in the kitchen sink.

Nigga will you go put some clothes on?" My mom says as she walks in the kitchen

"Ugh, why???"

"Because you have too much ass to be walking around here in your boxers. By the way, you have a little fruit hanging out the loom."

My mom walks away laughing her ass off. Hell, if it was up to me, I'll walk around this bitch naked. It's her fault why I have all this ass in the first place. I walk in my room, put on a v neck and some shorts, and head downstairs when my calls me. 

"CHRIS!!!"

I run to my mom's room to see what she wanted.

"Yes mother?"

"Hand me that remote."

I look on her bed, and the remote is right in her reach. 

"Ma, you called me in here for this? Bye!!!"

"Aight that's fine. Don't ask me for no graduation gift!!!"

My mom is a mess. I walk out the door and head to Myra's house. 

*Myra's POV*

I hang up the phone with Chris and call Trey. I tell him to come over as soon as possible. 2 minutes later Trey knocks on the door. 

"It's open!!!"

Trey walks in, calling my name looking for me. 

'Myra..MYRA!!! WHERE YOU AT GIRL?"

'Here..."

"Where the hell is here?" He says as he sucks his teeth

"HERE, HERE!!!"

Trey continues walking around the house looking for me. I decided to take this time and play with him. I grab a knife from the kitchen and hide in the pantry. Knowing Trey, he will sit in the living room, turn on the tv, and go through my kitchen looking for a snack. Eventually he gets up, and heads for the kitchen. He looks in the refrigerator and I whisper his name.

"Trrreeey...."

Trey looks up from the fridge and looks around. He brushes it off and continues raiding my fridge.