broken ; jahseh + stokeley [DISCONTINUED]

six

part six

"if y'all dumb ass niggas don't get the fuck away from my house" taymor said, eyeing the two boys suspiciously through his peephole. jahseh frowned and beat on his door harder. the two boys jumped when they heard the door unlock and then open. taymor stood behind the door with his head poked out, a scowl etched on his face.

"you ain't tell me you was comin by today" taymor said to stokeley, his eyes roaming the two boys bodies and then behind them, looking to see if any of his neighbors were outside. they both saw him visibly relax but then tense up again and turn his attention back towards stokeley. stokeley rubbed the back of his neck and shook his head, nodding it towards jahseh. jahseh turned to stokeley with his arms crossed over his chest.

"what is he talking ab-"

"listen, if y'all niggas came over here to fight on my fucking porch, you might as well leave cause my landlord don't tolerate none of this bullshit y'all tryna pull" jahseh huffed and rolled his eyes, deciding to drop the whole conversation until later when him and stokeley were alone. he then gave taymor an apologetic smile.

"i'm sorry, we came over here to ask you about a friend actually..." jahseh said awkwardly. taymor squinted his eyes at jahseh and knitted his eyebrows together.

"who?"

"w-well we wanted to see if nick was here by any chance or-"

"nigga ain't no damn nick here, stop fucking around and get the fuck off my porch" taymor snapped. he then slammed the door in their faces making jahseh gasp in shock. he clenched his jaw and banged his fist against the door loudly. jahseh could usually control his temper but today he wasn't having it.

"open the fuck up taymor!" he shouted angrily. stokeley grabbed jahseh by his shoulder to stop him but jahseh turned out of his grip and pushed him away, almost making him fall off the porch. jahseh blew out a puff of air and balled his fists, glaring at stokeley.

"stokeley, i'm warning you, don't you dare take another step closer.." jahseh gritted through his teeth. stokeley stared at him with his mouth open in shock. he closed his mouth and gulped when jahseh turned back around and began kicking and beating on the door. stokeley started getting flashbacks of when jahseh used to get in fist fights back in middle school and the first two years of highschool. of course stokeley was there to back him up, he'd even take him to the locker room to clean his cuts and bandage him up. there's only been a few times where jahseh has gotten psychical with stokeley, but that's because stokeley was in the way. jahseh would never intentionally hurt him, it's just that his mind goes off to another place when he's mad, making him forget about the others around him who might get hurt too.

the kicking and punching slowly came to a stop. jahseh was still breathing heavily, tugging at the black and blond dreads that sat on top of his head in a ponytail. he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, counting to ten. stokeley watched jahseh become less tense, his jaw unclenched and the grip on his dreads became looser. he opened his eyes and turned to stokeley who was standing at the corner of the porch, making sure he was far away as possible. he automatically noticed the blood that was pouring out of the cuts on his knuckles. stokeley frowned and looked up at jahseh who was now looking away.

"c'mon" he said quietly, nodding his head towards the car.

"am i gonna dr-" jahseh answered stokeleys question by fishing stokeleys keys out of his pocket and throwing them at his chest. stokeley caught them and then followed jahseh to his car, cursing nick and tay out under his breath.

"fucking dicks" he muttered quietly. jahseh heard him and cracked a small smile.

"you said it vrother.."