Torn.

two.

A month later

"You know what? You can go talk to that bitch I really wouldn't give no fucks."

I let out a loud sigh as I sat in the backseat of Dre's car. Him and Pie were arguing because he glanced at another girl and that shit set her off.

"Yo who you talking to? You better calm that shit down Pie, I'm not playing with you." Dre snapped, getting in her face. She instantly hushed.

"Oooo got her ass in check." Rambo said making me laugh. Pie turned around and glared at us.

"Y'all can really get out and go find y'all a ride." She said, flipping us off.

"Stop being so salty girl. You're a pie, you 'pose to be sweet." He responded. I leaned over and held my stomach because I was laughing so hard.

Pie bust out laughing too.

"Man fuck y'all."

"Aye so word is, a party going on over on E. 71st. Y'all tryna go?" Dre said, scrolling on his phone.

"Ew I don't wanna go to a party. Lets go bowling or skating. Some shit like that." I stated, texting my Mama. She was always sending me them dumb ass stickers. I hate she got an iPhone.

"You right Cass, them parties always turn out bad anyway." Dre started up his car and started driving. "So where we going? Bowling alley or skating?"

"Bowling."

"Skating."

"Just pick one dammit."

"Bowling it is."

*

The bowling alley was packed as hell we almost couldn't get in. Luckily, Dre knew somebody so we got one of this private areas.

"Alright so I'm telling y'all right now I'm a pro when it come to this shit and I'm finna win. I'm taking all bets." Rambo shouted, rubbing his hands together.

It had been about a month since we started hanging with Rambo and he was so fun to be around. He didn't meet Dre until later on because he started complaining about how he was sick of just being around us two girls at school so we introduced them and they instantly clicked. You know it don't take a lot for dudes to become friends.

Most people thought me and Rambo were dating but it wasn't even close to being that. He was genuinely cool as fuck and I would say he was my other bestfriend since Dre is my first.

"I don't even know how to fucking bowl." Pie said holding the ball in her hands. Dre laughed and stood behind her, trying to teach her. He was humping her ass from behind.

"Y'all fucking nasty." I said turning away in disgust. Leave it up to them to do some nasty ass shit in public.

After they had their little humping session it was my turn. I knew how to bowl but I wasn't no pro. I did my shit tho.

I bent down ready to roll the ball and before I knew it, my ass was crashing down to the ground.

"Rambo, why you got to fucking play all your life?" I yelled, trying to get back up. He pushed me on the floor where the actually ball is supposed to roll down and it was slippery as fuck.

"Oh shit. My bad!" He said before trying to help me up. After like ten failed attempts I finally was able to get up.

Dre and Pie were killing themselves laughing and I was pissed because my body was hurting, like badly.

"That shit was not funny. I'm fucking hurting man." I mumbled, mad as fuck. At this point I was ready to go. Niggas played too much.

I didn't talk to none of them for the rest of the night. Call me dramatic but I really don't give a damn.