"Hello?" "Aye yo Chris this Deron" "sup, what can I do for you?" "Why you say it like that man." "Deron you already know why. Look I got to go." I hear the phone hang up. Then I look up to see my stop coming up. I never liked Chris even when I first saw him with Donnie. I could not figure why, I also felt I knew Chris before that day but could not remember. As I walked the next three blocks over to my car. I think about that day I first saw Chris. "Donnie I know you home bro. I saw your car." When the door open and it was not Donnie. Shit had me on fire, I don't know why. May be it was his smile he had when he opened the door. As if he lived there I know I was wrong going in off the bat. I just felt it was needed for this pretty boy nigga. "Can I help you?" He said, my thought was help me. Fuck can I help you get the fuck out my face. "Who is you! Where is my bro?" I do know I had a few that night to. "Donnie who is this gay ass nigga. Where you at." I pushed back the dude at the door. I did notice his chest was hard as hell. I thought he had to be one of them gym rats. I didn't care I still would of whopped his ass. Then I hear " Bro I am right here chillin." I see Donnie on the couch TV on and food on the table. Once again I push buttons that need not to be pushed. Even tho I still think I did not push a big button. "What's this movie night with your boyfriend." I laughed then hear in a hard tone "Bro, chill you know I am not with that gay shit." "So why the nigga here then?" I see him step forward and I look at him like please do. Donnie then stands up and explains I play it all off and say, "I'm just playing pretty boi." "I'm just protective of my bro." Then I laughed.
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General FictionWe all have secrets some good, some bad. Some we want to hide away so bad, that we are willing to take it to our grave. That's what was on Donnie's mind at the age of 23. But when he loses control of his secrets. What happens when you have to sha...
