Love is Poison|| NBA Youngboy

2.

Arzhana Dior Myers
Arzhana's house
9:04am

i had just finished cooking for the gang until somebody knocked on the door. kentrell looked at it and went to open it.

"hey baby" i looked in hallway and seen yaya cheesing hard as hell. kd looked at me signaling for me to keep quiet. im not trippin' cause i know she ain't gon say shit me.

"ari. blue said he on his way over here." i fake smiled and nodded. oh this bitch tryna be funny. she sat on kentrell lap, who was sitting next to me. then the bitch looked over at me and kissed him.

"girl are you-" kd wrapped his arm around me and pulled me to him so he could whisper in my ear. "just let her carry on. at the end she the one looking stupid." i looked at him and just then my phone dinged causing kentrell to pick it up.

he mugged me until yaya jerked his face back to hers. "here" he threw my phone on my lap.

Johnathan💙

open the door man

okay
Delivered

i opened the door to Blueface. not johnathan, but blueface. "wassup baby" i eyed him suspiciously. "what you don did blue?" his eyes hinted sadness as he got on his knees and hugged my waist. "am i the bad guy?"

i was confused as hell. what he mean the bad guy?

he unlocked his phone and showed me the shaderoom's recent post. i've known blue as long as i've known the others. they never really got along.

watching the videos and scrolling through the comments, i looked at him. after looking at the comments, i looked at the surveillance video he just sent.

"no one is the bad guy. all three of you just need to sit down. want me to call them?" he shook his head rapidly as he wiped the spare tears. "it just hurts. cause its like, y'all did me like that. so ima do you how you do me." i kissed his forehead.

"are you coming in the livingroom with us or you gonna go upstairs?" he thought about it before standing up in walking in the livingroom.

yaya eyed his every move making me instantly go into defensive mode.

"do you have something you need to say?" everybody got quiet and looked at her. kd slapped his forehead and mugged at me.

"no, nothing at all" she fake smiled. "you sure? cause if its pressure at least shake something with ya froggy ass." yaya stood up. "i been letting you slide for the longest so bitch square up."

i blinked. "girl sit yo scary ass down. you think cause yo daddy can fight, that you can? please." i scoffed.

she shook her head and tears were on the brim of her eyes. "i'm sorry ari." i scrunched my face up. kentrell raised a eyebrow and i shrugged. "nah you good." i sat back down in my previous position.

bitches be bonkers.

Kentrell DeSean Gaulden
Arzhana's house
11:52am
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shit weird. after the scenario that happened earlier, ari and mira went to get snacks so we all could continue watching movies.

i sat outside with yaya talking to her bout that stunt she pulled.

"fuck was that Iyanna?" i yelled at her as she played with her nails.

"idk kentrell ok? im just tired of her. like she parades around here like everything is ok." she yelled back.

"that's the only thing to do yaya. when you been through so much all you can do is keep that shit to yourself cause at the end everybody ain't who they claim they is." she sighed and ran her hands through her weave that i need to pay for.

"i understand. i'ma apologize." i nodded and took a puff of my blunt.

just on cue, ari pulled back into the driveway. i looked at yaya and directed her to talk to arzhana.

ari and mira walked on the porch and yaya got ari's attention. "look, i'm sorry okay. your my bestfriend and i'm letting stupid stuff come between us. hug?"

mira stank-faced her and looked at ari. she watched ari's every move as she hugged yaya.

"this bit-" i cut her off by pushing her stupid ass in the house as ari and yaya followed behind us.

ari took off her shoes and mugged yaya as she turned her back making me laugh. "leave her alone zaza"

she sucked her teeth and flicked me off. "dont call me that stupid ass name." i smirked and sat down between her and yaya.

i regret treating shawty like this but arzhana dior myers mean everything to me. together or not.

"bitches be bonkers." i heard her mumble making me laugh.

yaya looked at me and rolled her eyes. fake hood hoe.

"y'all wanna do something today?" three asked.

"im down fa whateva." ari got up and went to get dressed making me follow.

she probably thinking right now. how this your man but he up here with me?

"you better wear something decent and i'm not playing with you dior." she looked at me and smirked.

"si papí" i licked my lips and kissed her. "hurry up mamas." she rolled her eyes and we argued for a good ten minutes. "pick my damn outfit out then desean."

"watch yo fuckin attitude" i yelled her making her instantly about to cry. "im sorry baby c'mere."

this girl got me wrapped around her finger and she know it. i looked through her closet to find her something to wear and me in the process.