B E S T F R I E N D | •Tory Lanez ft. Jacquees•

Chapter 5- Jealous🧐🧐

A/N: I just wanna dedicate these two chapters to a few people who always vote/ comment and just show mad luv. I appreciate yall so much!! purpledurag, kvshhh, kentrellwife

Makyah

Somebody was shaking me awake and I wasn't fucking with it at all. I knew it couldn't have been Zai cause he knew better than to wake me up—especially so aggressively.

"Get the fuck off me!" I groaned, extending my arm in hopes of maybe hitting whoever it was.

But I'd missed and whoever it was continued.

I had no choice, but to turn towards my assailant and demand to know what was going on. Instead, the minute I opened my eyes Malik started questioning me all loud.

"Ion come home on time so you bring this nigga over?!" He threw his arms in the air, scoffing. "Is you for real?"

It took me a minute for my mind to adjust from waking up so suddenly and when I did, I realized that we were in the living room and by "we", I meant Malik, a sleeping Zaiver, and me. I looked up at Malik suddenly annoyed, grabbing him by the wrist, I dragged him upstairs to my room.

"Lower your damn voice."

I closed the door behind us, turning to look at him, "What, Malik? What was so damn important that you waking me up at-" I looked over at the digital clock on his nightstand, "damn two in the morning?"

"Huh?!" I urged.

"The fuck is you laying up with that nigga in the living room fa," he half yelled at me. His hands moving as he talked, something he did whenever he was trying to prove a point or if he was upset. I rolled my eyes, "First, you can fucking lower ya damn tone cause last I fucking checked I been calling you since I got off work and you haven't been answe-"

"Oh, so I don't answer the phone and that means you hop on another nigga dick?" he strained. He looked like he was going to pop a vessel any minute.

"Nigga, get the fuck," I scoffed, turning my back to him. "What part bout best friend, don't ya big ass ears get? And plus, I was clearly laying on a different couch then he was, with my fuckin clothes on."

He was pacing back and forth now, "You think I'm stupid Makyah?"

Before he could say anything else, "Clearly you fucking is, if you think I got time to be cheating, when I got two fuckin jobs and an internship to worry bout Malik. I barely got time for you, how I'm gone have time for another nigga, Leak?!" When he didn't say anything I smacked my lips, opening the door.

Halfway out of the door, I turn back to him, "And don't ever raise your voice on me again bout no cheating bullshit. If anyone gone be the one hollering bout someone cheating, it's me..." His face fell.

Yea, that's what I fucking thought.

I walked down the steps, into the living room to grab my phone before going back upstairs to get in bed and sleep.

**

The next morning I'd woke up early, took care of my hygiene and everything, and got dressed before heading downstairs to see the living room empty. When I walked into the kitchen there was a plate with an omelet, home cooked potatoes, and bacon on the counter just how I liked them.

I smiled to myself, he remembered.

There was only one person who would've woken up early to make breakfast without making any noise and that was Zai.

He had always been an early bird. He'd made it a habit to wake up early, get ready and come over to my house to make us both breakfast, sometimes we'd switch breakfast duty. He wasn't a chef by any means but knew enough so that he wouldn't starve.

Since Malik and I started going out, he'd never lifted a finger to cook which I was cool with. Cooking wasn't for everybody, I knew that.

I ate my breakfast, went ahead and made something for Malik for whenever he decided to wake up before I headed out for the day.