Forgotten

5

Kennedy

I walked to the nearest bus stop. It was hot as hell outside and I sat down on the sidewalk. I broke down crying. Why would she just kick me out like that???

I checked my phone and it was 2pm. I had no idea where to go. I was gonna call Mom but that would make the situation worst.

I thought for awhile and dialed Kentrell's number. I waited for a few seconds until he answered on the third ring.

"Yo," he answered. "Baby..c-can you come get me please?" I said as I wiped my face. "You cryin'? The hell happen?! Somebody hurt you?? Yo I swea to God!" He began.

"No, no .. me and Liv got into it...just come get me. I'm in the front of my neighborhood at the bus stop." He took a deep breath. "Aight." Then he hung up.

15 minutes later his black challenger pulled up in front of me. I stood up and hopped in.

He grabbed my hand and squeezed. "You aight?" He asked. I smiled and looked up from our hands up to his eyes. "Yea, I'm good." He smiled and he hit the gas as his engine roared.

Weeks Later

So I moved in with Youngboy, we live at his own condo downtown. But we spend most of the time at the trap with his friends. I quit my job because he said I don't need to work while living with him. I was cool with that, I'm trying to get my modeling career started.

I stood at the stove as I fixed pancakes. I felt warm arms wrap around my waist and kisses on my neck.

"Goodmornin' bae." He said as he held me. "Hey baby," I said as I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck. "What you got going on today?" I asked.

"Shit, same ole shit...different day." He said as he pulled me by my waist. "My back is killing me bae, dont pull me too hard." I said as I started rubbing the back of his neck.

"Its that beat down I put on dat ass last night thats all." He said as he looked down at me biting his lip. I smiled and pecked his lips.

Then there was a knock on the door. We both jumped as he gripped his gun in his pocket. "Stay back here," he said as he pushed me into the walk in pantry.

"Say the password!" He yelled. I heard a voice but it was muffled from where I was standing.

"Man nigga, you not suppose to be poppin' up here man..I got my girl with me." He said as KD walked through the door. "My fault, my fault." He said.

"Well, I'm going upstairs babe. Food is done. Hey KD." I said as I walked past them with my plate of food.

"Hey Kennedy." He said with a flirty tone. I turned my back and saw the look on Relle's face. My smile dropped as I walked up the stairs.

I sat in the bed and watched some movies to past the time. Before I know it, I was knocked out on the bed.

35 minutes later

I woke up to the slamming of the bed room door and Relle pacing back and forth. "Babe?! What the fuck is going on??" I said as I tried to sit him down. He pushed me on the bed and was holding his gun in his hand. He was breathing hard as hell.

"KENTRELL!" I yelled. Stopped and turned towards me immediately my heart dropped but I kept my composure. "What is wrong with you?"

"Man, fuck that nigga man! How you my bro and steady looking at my gal? Hell nah bruh I ain't with that disrespectful shit at all! On my grandma head boy I'll kill that nigga!!" He said. "Baby!" I said as I grabbed his arm. "Put the gun down.." I said as I lowered the gun down out of his hand. He took a deep breath.

Kentrell had terrible anger problems. Little shit would piss him off. "Baby, calm down. Why are you so angry baby?" I said as I placed the gun under the bed.

"Nothing...I just dont want nobody disrespecting you.." he said as he looked out the window.

"What you think about considering therapy? Talking to someone about your built up anger.." He gave me this hard look and got up.

"I trust no fucking body, if I can barely talk to you, what the hell makes you think I can talk to some random ass bitch?" He snapped.

I rolled my eyes and plopped on the bed. "Whatever Rell."

All of a sudden he pushed me down in the bed and hovered over me. "The fuck did you say??" He had a tight grip on my shoulder.

"Kentrell you're hurting me!" I yelled. Then its almost like a switch flipped and he quickly pulled away. "Oh shit, my bad..I gotta go.." he pulled on his shirt and walked out the door.

I sat up in shock and confusion. I'm trying my hardest to understand him but he's not letting me in.

Kentrell's POV

ZO6 got me retarded, super charged in this bitch
They want play me like a lil boy, I snuck the rod in this bitch Rewind the time, I'm in my prime, I went and flooded my wr-

"Aye. Cut that shit man.." I said as I stepped out the studio. "What's wrong bro?" The producer said as he cut the beat off. "I'm not feeling it," I said as I lit the blunt. "This music shit not for me...I'ma just stick to the damn streets man..fuck allat." I inhaled the smoke. My mind was all over the fucking place.. I put my hands on Kennedy and that shit had me buggin'. 

I made that mistake before...not tryna relive that shit.  I grabbed my phone and slid her a text. I locked my phone and got my shit and left. I sped down the highway blasting music.

All of a sudden blue lights start flashing behind me. I ashed my blunt and sprayed my car as I pulled over. The cop got out the car with his hand on his hip.

"Get out the car and put your hands up sir." He said as he patted me down. He then pushes my head to the hood of the car.

"The fuck are you doin?" I yelled as he handcuffed me.

"Kentrell Gaulden you are under arrest for 1st degree murder..."

Author's Note playnogames2

Hey yall!!! I know it's been a while since an update, I've moved into my dorm a couple weeks ago and it's been crazy!!  Sorry for the wait but here you go! 

Hope everyone is safe during this Hurricane!!💚💚

When's everyone's birthday?? Mine is October 15th😝😝