Drug Love

Chapter 17

Derrick POV

After i got out the shower, i walked in the closet. Tryna figure out wat ima wear. Ty'Anna walked in and stood beside me. We jus stood there lookin. Bout 4 minutes later, she picked sum out for me. She picked out my black trues, my black red and white Supreme shirt. She picked up my Louis V belt and put it over the top of the outfit she neatly folded up. This one of the reasons why i love her. She know wat a nigga like.

Ty'Anna: Jus wear that.

She walked past me and over to her side of the closet. I walked out and let her do her thing.

After i got dressed i looked in the full body mirror. Damn she knew how to put shit together. Only problem. Wat shoes was i gon wear? She walked out the closet and had on sum black leggings and a red and black nike jacket wit her black and red 13s on. She looked in the mirror. She smiled at me.

Ty'Anna: U look confused as fuck.
Me: Yea, ion know shoes ima wear.

She walked back in the closet. She came back out wit my low top bred 11s. She set em on the floor and looked at me.

Ty'Anna: Gotta help the baby get dressed 😂

I laughed sarcastically as i put my shoes on. I went downstairs and sat on the couch. Waiting for her to finish getting ready.
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Ty'Anna POV

I combed my back into a low ponytail. I grabbed my phone and my purse and went downstairs. Derrick got up and walked in front of me. I pulled his arm back. He smiled and tried to kiss me, but i grabbed the keys out his pocket and pulled back. I smirked and dangled the keys in his face. He looked at me like i said sum offensive. I laughed and walked out the door. He pulled me into a kiss. At first i was into it. Til i found out he was tryna take the keys back. I put em behind my back.

Me: Derrick u not gettin these keys. U never let me drive.

He looked at me for a minute then he sighed.

Derrick: Alright. U betta be lucky a nigga got insurance. Ion want  u crashing this shit.
Me: Im not Bae i promise.
Derrick: A'ight. Yo fine ass gon be buyin me a new whip.
Me: Tuh.

I started the car and sped off.

Derrick: Yea. Im drivin back home.

I jus laughed.
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Trina POV

I was sittin in the bed wit Brenton layin on me. I knew Ty'Anna was mad. But why was she trippin bout me tryna look out fa a sister? I sat up and placed my hands in my head. Brenton put his hand on my back.

Brenton: U good Bae??

I sighed.

Me: Do u think im a bad sister to Ty'Anna.

He sat up and put his arms around me lookin at me.

Brenton: Trina. I feel u. But u doin wat u can. It aint that she ungrateful. Ty'Anna jus tryna do shit on her own.
Me: Thats not wat da fuck i asked u Brenton......
Brenton: Calm down. Yes, u a good sister to Ty'Anna. U really is. She jus need sum time, u feel me?

I got up and turned to the window.

Me: No. I dont. How much fuckin time so she need?? She cant stay mad at me about wat i did in da past!!!
Brenton: I kno Trina, But she jus tired of being treated like a kid--
Me: If she wasnt always actin like a damn kid, SHE WOULDNT BE GETTIN TREATED LIKE ONE.
Brenton: Trina. Calm da fuck down.

I sat on the bed wit my face in my heads. He was right. She needed sum space. She was still mad. She was the youngest, shii id be mad to. I looked at Brenton. He was staring at me. Then he suddenly had a surprised look on his face.

Brenton: a muhfucka got a idea.
Me: Wat? Wat is it??
Brenton: Jus get dressed.

I got up and got dressed like he said. I was curious. Wat da hell dis goof had on his mind?
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Brenton POV

She was prolly gon be mad. But ion give a fuck. Her and sister was close. And i aint finna watch Trina and her let they bond break. TT like my blood lil sister to. When she got dressed, we got in the car and i sped off.