Ahmad
Coming back from answering my phone, I found Bright in the kitchen looking through the fridge.
"Nigga what you doing?" I asked as he came up with some sandwich meats in his hand.
"Im starving, Ayana ain't cooking today?" He asked laying all the shit in his hands on the counter.
"Nah. She had Applebees she probably won't cook shit for the rest of the day." I said turning and leaving.
I knew she wasn't cooking and I wasn't gone ask her to. When I get hungry we'll just got out to eat again. Besides she cook damn near everyday she deserves as break every now and again. Walking into the living room I seen Ayana tapping away on her phone. She had a pissed off look on her face making me wonder who the fuck she was texting that got her looking like that. I knew fucking well Dre wasn't at it again.
Sneaking up behind her I took her phone right out of her hands. Looking over the messages that wasn't from Dre but from some nigga named Amir. Who the fuck was this and why the fuck was he texting her. Before I could even question her she shook her head.
"That's my brother. I don't know how he got my number but he got it." She said still shaking her head.
I tired to hand her the phone back as another message popped in but she shook her head no. Tossing the phone on the couch I climbed over it sitting next to her.
"Fuck he want?" I questioned.
I knew this was the same Nigga that was caught sucking dick. It was clear he didn't give a fuck about her since this my first time hearing of him trying to get in contact with her. You would think with the way everything went down he would've tried sooner but I guess not.
"I don't know and I really don't care. After thinking about it I don't want to be bothered with his ass." She said laying her head on my shoulder.
"You sure? I know how y'all females be. Needing closure and shit." I said pulling her up on my lap.
"Nah I don't need shit from him but for him to leave me the hell alone." She said still laying her head on my shoulder.
"Alright fuck it. So what we doing for dinner?" I asked.
I didn't care one way or the other. If it was up to me I would kill his ass too but I knew she probably wouldn't be okay with that since that is her brother. I have half a mind to ask her to ask him where the fuck Dre been at but I'm not gone put her in it. She alright as deep as I want her to be anyway.
Ayana
It's been a few days since Amir texted me and he wouldn't stop. Every day he was texting and not once have I answered him back. After telling him the first day he texted that I didn't have shit to say to him, he still didn't get it. I wasn't ready to talk to him and I thought he would get the hint by now but obviously not. At this point I think he doing this just to bother me. I'm just trying to figure out how he got my number.
Him and his man really on some stalker shit and it was annoying the fuck out of me now. I was sitting at a cafe with Deja we had just ordered some lunch and Amir was blowing me up again. Looking at the phone I rolled my eyes hard, before laying it back down on the table.
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I'll Ride For You
ChickLitHaving to start over is never easy especially when you thought you had everything you ever wanted in life. Meet 19 yo Ayana, coming from a broken home with a selfish mother and a non existent father she told herself that she would do better for he...