unexpected.

ch.3

5 months later

"what u doin?"

"just got out the shower about to finish up some homework. u?"

"oh fr? where was my invite?"

"lmao shut up, u are such a creep."

"that's better than a fuck nigga tho right?"

"whatever u say"

I shook my head laughing a bit as I tossed my phone onto my bed as I got dressed.

"Nique, hurry up. I'm tryna make it to the mall before fuckin Christmas rolls around again." De yelled coming towards my door.

"Don't bring your ass in here I'm getting dressed." I yelled back, but of course he busted through the door.

I quickly covered my self with my shirt. "Nigga come on!! You always doing that shit!" He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "I don't care, hurry up so we can go already."

He then left the room and shut the door behind himself. Annoying ass, how hard is it to get some damn privacy around here?

I finished getting dressed and put my hair up in a quick bun.

incoming call from chris

I waited on it to end on its own then text him a few seconds later.

"sorry, i'm on my way to do some things w my brother. maybe later?"

"🙄 thats what u always say, but whatever u catfish"

He really always has the nerve to call ME the catfish. Yeah we've been talking for a good two months or so now, but I just don't feel comfortable talking to a stranger on the phone. And he still hasn't even told me how old he is yet.

So every time he calls or asks if we can talk I make some excuse. Could you blame me though? I don't know who this man is. For all I know, he could literally be some 40 year old creep searching for his next victim.

"shut up, send me a selfie and maybe i'll think about answering ur calls"
"if ur a yummy ass shnack then we can figure somethin out asap LMFAO"

I love double texting, it always gets my points across.

"ahh, well once u see my face u gon wanna be on facetime alllll day"

"prove it"

"i would, but i can't"

"why not?"

"u gon judge me and prolly see me a whole different way"

"omg don't tell me ur actually a middle aged perv.. i knew it 🤭"

"😤 no. it's just complicated but i'll tell u one day i promise"

I rolled my eyes at his message and locked my phone making my way downstairs. "Finally, damn. Why do you feel the need to look good when you go to the mall? Who you tryna impress?" De argued as he saw me come down the steps.

"And why are you always so concerned with my life decisions. I'm sorry that I don't go outside looking like a bum at all times like you. Maybe I'm just tryna look good for myself." I said putting my hands on my hips.

He shook his head as he grabbed his keys off the hook, "Whatever, get in the damn car. We're picking Luke and Vontae up on the way." I scoffed, while making my way out the door and mumbled to myself, "Both of these niggas got cars and don't neither of them drive them. Wasting my damn time."