Anything You Can Do (Book one)

You Betta GET YO' LIFE!!!!!!

Cocaine

After Benji takes me out of school, we head over to our condo. Oh, and by the way, I’m suspended for the rest of the week. Sheesh, what a way to start off my bridge program.

Y’all probably like “Bitch, you been in school too damn long! Ain’t you supposed to be graduated by now?” I know y’all thinking it cause, shit, I am too. But no, Benji and I are part of the Bridge program. So, what that means is we’re in high school for five years instead of four and when we graduate, we’ll have our Associate’s degrees. He’s getting his in music performance, and I’m getting mine in English. So later, we just have to do two years in college to get our Bachelors’. Perfect, cause we have a child on the way.

Now that the logistics are over, let’s move on.

During the entire car ride, Benji was tense as fuck. I mean, he wouldn’t even look at me, y’all. But it’s ok, I didn’t speak to him, either. Not cause I was mad, but I knew that he just didn’t wanna talk right then and there so I wasn’t finna force him. But I am curious, so I’ll ask one time.

I look over to Benji while he’s driving. “Babe…” I start off.

 

Benji

"I honestly don't wanna talk about it Koka." She looked at me with tears falling from her face. "Why? We're supposed to tell each other anything! Why are you being like this?" I hit the steering wheel. "What ? Huh? What you wanna know? That I was depressed for a whole fuckin' year after this shit because I blamed myself for losing the baby, or the fact that  I hustled ten times more to be where I'm at to still hate myself! What you wanna know Cocaine? Shit!" I yelled at her.

She wiped her eyes before opening the door and running into our house. I didn't even notice that I drove all the way here. I laid back as I relaxed from my big episode and rolled one. I know she hates me smoking, but fuck it, I need this.

 

Cocaine

This nigga must be out his damn mind! Whatever, I probably shouldn’t have asked, but how he think I felt when I had to hear that shit from his ex?! His ass shoulda been the one to tell me, not her!

I change and put on something comfortable before I start cooking. Yeah, I’m mad at him, but I gotta make sure he’s good, cause, at the end of the day, when you see him, that’s me.

I hear keys jingling. Aw, here it goes! I ignore him and keep cooking. I don’t got time for all this bullshit right now. My head is already jumbled as it is.

 

Benji

I was high and peaceful when I walked in. She was in the kitchen, cooking whatever. I walked past her and up the stairs to take a shower and change into some lounging clothes. Once I was done and heading downstairs to the kitchen,she was already in the living room watching tv. She watched me as I walked into the kitchen, lifting up lids of various pots that were on the stove. I made my plate and walked into the living room, sitting right next to her.

She scoffed as I scarfed down my food, not even talking to her. After I was done, I washed my plate off and walked back upstairs, checking my phone. If she thought I was about to apologize and beg for her forgiveness, she thought wrong. She had parts to do with this too. Later, she walked in and laid down, turning her back to me. I shrugged and wrapped my arms around her body protectively. "Now you wanna touch me?" She snapped.

I smacked my teeth. "Man, I ain't boutta go to bed mad at you, so you need to do the same." She sat up as I stayed laid down. "I have every right." "No you don't." She glared at me. "Why the fuck not?" "Because I told yo ass the truth you wanna get mad? I told you Cocaine so don't act like I didn't. Yes, I could've talked to you differently,but at the time I was upset. So I'm sorry I talked to you that way, but I'm not apologizing for what I said.”

She just nodded and laid back down. "Love you too." I mumbled.

 

Cocaine

He holds me while I cry myself to sleep. I don’t wanna be mad at him, but I have every right to be, right? RIGHT?!

He wraps his arm around me even tighter as my sniffles subside.