Never Had (Urban Fiction)

Chapter Five

Trevor Moses

Hypocrite.

The one word that has described me since the day I was born. I was a hypocrite for all the preaching I've ever done to my boys about how great it is to have a girlfriend. But lusting after Moriah was an opportunity I couldn't pass up. Her long, sometimes frizzy, dark brown hair, her long eyelashes, and soft honey complexion was everything I could want.

Honestly, I've been feeling Moriah for a long time now, but she won't give a nigga the time of day! I've known Moriah since middle school. She went from a smart, buck-toothed, skinny girl to a goddess. I was really feeling her yesterday, and it's obvious she was feeling me too.

She wanted to kiss me as bad as I wanted to kiss her. Only if Demetrius light skin ass didn't interrupt our private moment. In that moment ain't shit matter, not that I had a girl, not that she couldn't stand my ass or that she was feeling ole dude that she was dancing with. Moriah be frontin'. Talking about she don't like me, yeah you wasn't saying shit when you was leaning in.

"Nigga you just gon' sit there or you gon get up?" Tremaine said interrupting my thoughts.

He was already fully dressed for school today.

"Shut up." I said as I flipped the covers off of me. I hate getting up for school. I went into the bathroom to start my morning routine.

After taking a shower, washing my hair, brushing my teeth, and washing my face, I went back to my room to find my outfit for today.

I picked out a red Hollister t-shirt, khakis, and some red & white Nikes.

I put on my clothes. I applied some leave-in conditioner, blow-dried my curls, I decided to leave them down today.

I use hair products and I'm proud nigga. Gotta keep my shit moisturized for the ladies. I can't have that dry shit.

I went downstairs to see my mama waiting for me and my brother.

I grabbed a granola bar from the pantry and ate it. Tremaine made his way downstairs. We all walked out the door, and piled into the car.

Ten minutes later, we arrived at our school. We got out and walked into school.

I saw Melissa, we locked eyes for a moment, and she just walked right passed me.

I grabbed her wrist, making her turn around. "What's wrong with you girl?" I asked.

"What the fuck you mean 'what's wrong?'"

"What is you talking about?"

"You kissed Moriah yesterday at Marco's house and you just gon try to talk to me like everything is okay?!" She yelled.

"She kissed me." I lied.

She didn't look like she believed me.

"She wanted to kiss me and I said no and then she just kissed me."

She looked at me long and hard, then walked away from me and went where her friends were.

I ain't mean to lie on Moriah, but shit a nigga gotta do what a nigga got to do! It ain't like Melissa gon leave me anyway.

I walked to where my crew were at.

They were all crowded around Marco's locker talking about yesterday.

"Man, I didn't expect it to be that many people. I only invited about 15 people but like 30 showed up!" Marco exclaimed.

"Nigga that's 'cus you know everybody!" my friend Jaden said.

Everybody agreed with Jaden.

"Nah nigga, everybody know me."

The bell rang, and everyone went their separate ways.

***

The rest of the day was a complete blur.

Me and Melissa didn't speak the rest of the day and I honestly didn't give a fuck. I'm tired of her and this whole damn relationship.

I went to the front of school, where everybody was hanging out. I started talking to Jaden and Marco. We were talking about the last game we had, now that basketball season is over. "Man, I wasn't really feeling this season. Coach was acting like a bitch." I said truthfully. They agreed, considering both of them were on the team as well.

"Um Trevor, I need to talk to you for a second." Moriah said approaching me.

"Ooo.." both Jaden and Marco said as if I was in trouble.

"Yeah wassup?"

"Soo you told Melissa I kissed you?"

"I mean it is what it is shawty..."

She furrowed her eyebrows.

"So basically you lied on me to save your ass?"

"I mean it ain't like that.... But I mean sort of. Why it matter anyway?" I should've known this shit was gon come up.

"Well now your little hoe is tryna fight me. I'm not tryna fight her, but if she approach me I'ma pop her. Why the fuck would you lie in the first place? All this extra ass shit is unnecessary. You tried to kiss me."

"Either way it goes, you still leaned in right?"

"Only because you made me."

"I ain't make you do shit, all that was on ya own."

"Next time, you tell a lie, make sure it doesn't involve me, 'cus you and ya girl can get these hands."

I furrowed my eyebrows.

"You not gon do shit babygirl, don't try to stunt on me." I don't know what the fuck she thought this was.

"Yeah nigga whatever. You talk a lot of shit that you can't back up. Fuck with me when ya bitch ain't ran through." She walked away.

She probably thought she was the shit. That's her damn problem, she let all these niggas and bitches fill her head up with all these lies. I don't know what I was thinking when I went out of my way to talk to this stuck up ass bitch.

She talked down to me like I was her bitch. On some real shit, watching her get mad was funny as hell. She was cute and she knew that and that's why she think she the shit. Well just have to see about that baby girl.

Moriah Hill

"I mean, I don't know what the fuck he thought this was." I said to Ny'Andrea as we walked to her car. I was telling her about the whole Trevor situation.

She laughed. "A nigga got shit twisted."

"Damn right," I said as I high-fived her.

"Alright, I'll talk at ya later, call me girl!" Ny'Andrea said when we finally approached her car.

I said my goodbye to her and waited for my mom to pick me up.

A few minutes later, she pulled up. I got in the car and closed the passenger door.

"How's your day at school?" my mom asked me and she made a U-Turn. "It was 'aight I guess." I answered. I usually told my mom everything but this situation annoyed me just thinking about it.

I put my earphones in and closed my eyes.

After ten minutes of eye resting, we were finally at my house. I got out the car and walked into my house. I dragged myself into my room and plopped down on my bed.

I changed into more comfortable clothes and laid down.

I turned on some music. Loyal by Chris Brown came on.

"These hoes ain't loyal!" He sang.

"No they ain't." I sang along.

These hoes ain't loyal.

A/N: I know this chapter was really short. 😒 it was just a filler, more chapter in Tremaine's POV will be coming up.