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{Braxton POV}
"Lucky Charms is overrated, it ain't that good," I said to Dale. We are at his house, sitting on his couch, just hanging out and catching up.
"But Lucky Charms is the best cereal ever made." I know he ain't serious.
"No it's not, the Marshmallows are always stale as fuck and it's too damn sweet. Cinnamon Toast Crunch is the best and will always be the best, hands down." Dale gave up, not wanting to continue this debate. "I'm craving some ice cream, want some?"
"Sure, but I have to tell you something first. You have to promise you won't get mad."
"It depends on what it is... wait, did you fuck another bitch?"
"No, of course not." Oh, let me calm down, I was getting ready to grab my Vaseline and put my hair up.
"Then what is it?"
"Well... your dad and I, um... got you... um... emancipated."
"Um, what?"
"We-"
"THAT WAS OBVIOUSLY A RHETORICAL QUESTION! HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU!?! I SHOULD WHOOP YO ASS. YOU ALWAYS DOING SOMETHING STUPID-"
"Would you stop yelling, already!"
"Don't cut me off, you in the wrong on this one." Dale has done some stupid stuff before but this tops it all. I don't know what's it like to be on my own, I had another year in a half to turn 18 and I wanted to use that time to mature myself. If my dad is trying to teach me a lesson, it sure is working.
"Braxton, you'll be fine, you have me. Stop making this into a big deal when it's not."
"It is a big deal, I'm basically an adult now."
"Please just let it go, you're giving me a migraine." I decided to go upstairs to his bedroom, well, our bedroom now since I'm moving in. I strip naked and head into the bathroom for a shower.
I needed to relax because I don't need Dale dumb ways stressing me out. I wouldn't be this mad if he asked me about it first, but he decided to go behind my back. I love him and all, but he crossed the line on this one. I can't really be mad at my dad because... well, he's my dad.
After I was done with my shower, I dried myself off and put on one of Dales' shirts and lay down in the bed. I wasn't quite tired yet, so I turned the TV on and started watching Spongebob. Dale later came in, looking apologetic, I was starting to feel bad for going off on him.
"Are you still mad at me?" He asked.
"Yes." He huffed. He took his pants off and shirt, revealing the bandages he still had on from getting shot not too long ago. Then climbed in bed, laying next to me.
"Look, I'm sorry. I only did it because I love you and I want, no need to be with you. Yes, what I did was wrong but it was worth it. Please just forgive me, I don't want you going to sleep angry at me."
As much as I want to stay mad at Dale, I just can't. Even though I want to rip his eyes out, I got to get over it and move on. If we're going to be living with each other, I'm gonna have to push it aside.
"Fine, I forgive you, but don't do anything stupid like that again."
"I promise. Tell you what, how about we take a trip since school is over in about a week. Anywhere you want."
"Seriously?" He nodded. "How about we go to South Africa, I always wanted to go there."
He rolled his eyes. "Absolutely not, I can't go there."
"Why? Please don't tell me you hate black people because you realize I'm black, right?"
"No, Braxton, don't be silly. I have family out there and I don't want to run into them, you know how much I don't like my family." I nodded in understanding.
"Okay, how about we go to Paris?"
"Sounds good, I'll make the arrangements tomorrow."
"Alright. Goodnight, Dale."
"Goodnight, Braxton. I love you."
"I love you too."
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"We're not bringing him, are you crazy?" Dale argued. I'm getting ready for school, and I just told him that I want to bring Bradley on our trip to Paris. He still doesn't trust me with Bradley, since we WERE friends with benefits but he honestly has to get over it, 'cause we are never gonna stop being friends. We've been friends for too long for me to give it up over a guy.
"Why can't you bring Keyshia?" He asked.
"Keyshia is going to Ohio to visit family for summer break. I don't know why you still got a problem with Brad anyway, we don't even fuck anymore."
"That's the thing, you used to sleep with him. What if you guys start doing it again? Where does that leave me?"
"We are never gonna sleep together again because I'm in love with you and only you. Now stop bitching and take me to school already."
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After Dale dropped me off, I went on with my day. Class wasn't that tiring because summer break is approaching, so they're not overworking us like they usually do. It was now Lunch, I didn't want to eat here, so I asked Brad to take me to 'Panda Express'.
"Are you sure you wanna go?" I asked him, as we sat down at a booth.
"Yeah, sure. I've never been to Paris, so why not go with my best friend."
"Thanks, I didn't want to go to another country without a friend by my side. I needed someone to be my hypeman and you've been that since day one."
"Aww, I'm so honored."
I laughed. "God, you're too much." We continue to eat our food, but I couldn't help myself from getting captured in those green eyes of his. Gosh, I just can't get enough of those eyes, they would literally make any girl fall in love with him...
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A/N- I haven't updated in a while, so here it is. I've decided I'm gonna update as much as I can because I've been lacking lately. But I hope this was enough for now.Quick Question: What do you guys think is going to happen in Paris?
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