Don't Clap

Chapter Seven

This story will now start to have P.O.V.s. Read on and you will find out why.

Donald eventually came in. He went straight upstairs as I sat on the couch in the living room. My phone vibrated, I didn't feel like picking it up. But it vibrated again. I looked at my notifications. I had two messages from an unknown number.
I opended the massages and it was the same emoji twice '😝'. I brushed it off and turned of the screen. A few minutes later, Yuna's Light and Cameras started playing meaning that my phone was ringing.
I looked at the caller I.D. It was another unknown number. I let it go to voicemail. I've learned from past experiences to never answer unknown or resricted callers.
I logged onto Twitter and saw that Tyler the creator had posted a tweet saying 'NO HIDING. PRANK CALLS ALL NIGHT!' A lot of people favorited and commented their phone numbers. 'Wait, prank calls?' I thought. I commented under, 'oh really?'
I just waited for another call. But this time Tyler called me by his real number. I answered and immediately my ears was shredded.
"YES REALLY NIGGA! I got yo ass. I knew you was gone get paranoid or some shit! HAHAHA!" he shouted.
"Yeah whatever. Thats not funny. You know what happend." I said unamused.
"Oh right. You almost got yo ass kidnapped!" He laughed. I rolled my eyes. "Aye anyway look. Come open the door."
"The door always unlocked nigga, just come in."
"No! I want you to open it. Come on!"
I sighed, hung up the phone, and got up. I walked towards the door and opened it. There stood Tyler, Frank, Syd, Taco, Earl and basically the whole Odd Future gang.
"What the hell?" I said.
Tylet had beer and wine in his hands. Syd was carrying loads of chips while Taco and Earl were on their phones. They all pushed
past me and into the house kicking off their shoes by the door in the process. Tyler screamed "TURN UP!"
I was confused. "Tyler, does Bino know you here?" I asked. He shrugged his shoulders, "Ion know. But that nigga better get down here!" He screamed. My head was already starting to hurt. Donald walked down the stairs as Syd hooked up the speakers and started blasting 'Move that dope.'
Donald and Tyler dapped and hugged.
"Wassup." Donald said.
"Nothin nigga we finna get turnt!" Tyler yelled. He started dancing. I walked towards the kitchen. Frank stopped me to say hay. I said hi and continued. When I got to the kitchen there was already a big mess. Chips all over the counter and red cups of alcohol everywhere.
I overheard Taco saying that more people were coming. He and Chance were in the dining room with their feet on the table. Then, like clockwork, a bunch of people busted throught the front door. Some kicking their shoes off and others not. I sighed and walked into the living room.
I sat on a recliner chair and criss-crossed my legs in. I watched as some people talked or danced. Stefan DJed as people sang along. Syd talked to some girls, Chance was smoking acid in the dining room and Donald was on the couch next to me talking to Tyler and some girls.
One girl with light skin, long black hair and a petite body would not get off of him. She said her name was Jhene.
"Hay Jhene. Nice name." Donald said smiling. She smiled back. I rolled my eyes.
"I need vape!" I yelled. Drawing the attention of Donald and his little girl friend Jhene.
"Damn. Well It got some upstairs." Donald said.
I got up and pushed my way upstairs. I was slightly annoyed and just needed a way to relax. I went into Donald's room and got a little weed and put it in the vaporizer. I waited a few minutes for it to settle and then took my first puff. It felt intoxicating. I could feel it flowing through my blood stream. I laid on his bed and took deep puffs from the Pax.

Donald's P.O.V.
'Where the hell is Maiya?' I thought as Jhene rubbed on my chest. She kept telling me about her career as a singer. I didn't really care but then she mentioned how she did her work for her daughter.
"Daughter!" I meant to say that in my head.
She drew back a little. "Yes. I have a three year old." I nodded. She moved her hand down to my stomach and inched closer to my belt. She leaned down into my ear, "But that doesn't have to stop us." She whispered.
From the corner of my eye I saw Tyler giving me a childish thumbs up with a smile. I pushed Jhene's hand off of me and stood. "I need to use the bathroom." I nervously said.
I needed to find Maiya.

Maiya's P.O.V.
The feeling, oh god the feeling. It was the best thing In the world. I had gone through three dime packs of weed and now I was face down on Donald's bed high as fuck. If anyone walked in they would've thought I was some drunk groupy who got left out of the threesome.
I closed my eyes and saw nothing but colors mixing together in the most angelic way. I smiled. And for the first time in a long time, I laughed. A drugged laugh but a genuine one. I was tired. Not physically but mentally. My mind was tired.
I heard light footsteps and then someone walked through the door. Shit I forgot to lock it. I saw Donald then colors. Then an even closer Donald and more colors. I force my eyes to open as I felt a drop in the bed where Donald had decided to sit. I had to blink hard a few times before I saw him clear enough.
He was looking down at me. He placed his hand on my back and rubbed it softly. I groaned and he stopped. "Whats wrong?" he asked with a concerned look on his face.
I could hear the muffuled sound of Frank and Tyler's song 'She' playing downstairs. "Sleepy." I mumbled.
"You sleep all day." He said.
"Aren't you tired?" I asked.
"No. I get enough sleep when-"
"No," I cut him off, "I mean of this."
"Of what?" He asked looking confused.
I turned onto my back and looked at Donald as best I could. "This daily routine we have. Wake up, smoke, fuck around all day, sleep and do it all again the next day. I'm gettin bored of that shit."
Donald looked down at his thumbs that were fidgetting. He always does that. "I don't know if thats just the drugs talkin, because you smoke about four bags of weed, or if you know what you're saying but I agree."
"You......agree?" I slugishly said.
Bino nodded. "I'm tired of living everyday with nothing more to do. I've done everything I've dreamed of doing when I was a kid. Now, I don't know what to do."
I closed my eyes, "You gotta start a new journey." I said.
"A new journey huh?"
"Mhm."
I could still hear the music downstairs. Donald said nothing more, pushed me over and laid next to me. He reached over me and grabbed the vape out of my hand. He put his hand in place of the missing vape. He took a long drag of the Pax. I watched him the whole time.
We enjoyed the high. Smiling and laughing for no reason at all. I hadn't realized it before but we're just a bunch of lost souls. Not just Donald and I but everyone.

Tyler's P.O.V.
"Girl you fine ass fuck!" I said to Jhene. She smiled. "Whats yo number?"
"Where is Donald?" She asked a bit impatient.
"Oh you want that nigga?" I laughed. "Lemme go find him."
I got up and pushed past the ladies. I got upstairs and called out for Donald. "Donald! Bino! Gambino! Nigga where the hell you at! Bitches trynna fuck!" I walked into his room and saw him and Maiya laying on the bed.
They were knocked out and it smelled like Purple Haze. I was about to close the door when Jhene came up behind me. "Is he in there?" she asked as she invited herself inside. She saw Maiya and Donald and tears started to form in her eyes. She slammed the door and ran off.
"Damn." I said as I ran after her.

Jhene's P.O.V.
Damn! How did I let this happen again? I caught feelings for another nigga and got my heart crushed. I knew something was off about him.
I got my shit and walked out the front door. Tyler came running behind me. "Aye where you goin?" he yelled.
"Home." I said.
"Why? Don't let that shit kill yo vibe." I kept walking.
"They not a couple last time I checked. They prolly just got really high and fell asleep like that." He kept trying to convince me.
"Tyler I don't care! Okay? I just feel stupid right now so I'm leaving." I screamed as the tears started to roll down my cheeks.
"Well look, I don't know what you goin through but believe me they are not a couple. Here let me give you his number so you can take it up with him tomorrow."
I hesistated, but gave Tyler my phone. He put Donald's number in and gave it back. I thanked him and gave him a hug. I got in my car and drove home. I was in a dilema on whether to call and confront or just drop it.