Love is Poison|| NBA Youngboy

1.

Arzhana Dior Myers
2:30pm
Mall
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"how you the main one that begged me to come to the mall but ready to go?" i asked my bestfriend of eight years.

"girl im tired and hungry." yaya said lazily. her eyes lit up causing me to trace her glance.

i sucked my teeth and rolled my eyes.

"wassam baby" youngboy came up and kissed her forehead.

classic.

he looked at me and rolled his eyes. "boo nigga." i scrunched my face up. yaya hit him upside his head. "kentrell leave her alone"

he sucked his teeth and got his phone. "bitch ass nigga." i mumbled and continued eating. "tf you say?" i looked around wondering who he was talking to.

"you the only nigga at this table so i know for a fact im talkin to you." i said. he nodded and got up. he had then left.

"really ari?" i rolled my eyes. "i gotta go pick up my sister. i'll see you later." she nodded and went back to work.

i don't know why the girl works and she got all the money she needs.

soon as i got to my car there kentrell was making my attitude come back to life. "move." he put his phone back in his pocket and grabbed me by my throat.

"you need sum dior? huh? that's why you been acting like that?" he whispered softly in my ear, making chills come down my spine.

confused? well, dentrell and i met in like second grade when he threw a red crayon at my head. shit hurt like hell.

we had been friends for like years. when we got to like high school, we started fuckin around. yes, he took my virginity. ever since then he been tryna fuck around with me. i introduced him to yaya right after i graduated. don't worry though, we haven't had sex since him and yaya.

shaking my head, i pushed him off of me and unlocked my car doors. "do i need to call yaya?" he sucked his teeth and pushed me in the car.

"facetime me when you get home." i nodded and pulled off.

3:14pm
Arzhana's house

"what i told you bout messing round with that lil boy anyway stupid?" i threw a poptart at my twin sister's head.

"you know if kentrell find out about him all hell gon bring loose." she nodded and sighed. "does kentrell know that me and him-" she got cut off by my ringing phone.

kentrell 🥰 wants to Factime...

"speak of the devil" i mumbled.

"didn't i tell you to facetime me when you got home?" i nodded.

"quit actin like a little bitch." i heard kd tell him making me laugh.

"hey bae" i cheesed. he looked into the camera and smirked. "wassam shawty"

kentrell snatched his phone back and mugged me. "the fawk you think i am rae?" bitch. "you sound like a bitch" that was 3three that time.

"pose bitch" i told kentrell. "aye nih, i ain't finna be too many bitches round hea."

"awe i sowwy bae." he smiled a lil bit. soft ass.