mute.

TWELVE

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𝖏𝖆𝖍𝖘𝖊𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖞.
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"JAHSEH!" stokeley screamed, balling his fists up.

lmao i wasn't even paying attention.

i crossed my arms, facing him. who tf he balling his fists at?

"why yo neck swollen n' red?" he growled, walking towards me.

i looked my foot, aii my shoes shiny as hell.

my chin was grabbed harshly, making my face turn in pain.

everybody just abusive as hell huh?

i was forced to look up, and i stared at stokeley.

"so, you back on that quiet shit?" he narrowed his eyes, growling.

see-

i pushed him back, and walked out the bathroom.

"JAHSEH!" he kept screaming my name, while chasing me out the school.

who this bitch is, jason voorhees? chasing me outside like a fucking serial killer.

it started drizzling, damn. mondays are just depressing as hell.

i get in my car, putting my key in the ignition.

banging on the window, stokeley kept screaming.

annoying ass.

i looked to the side, and seen omar with gazzy.

gazzy stared at me, sad as fuck, while omar pinhead ass glared at me harshly.

i narrowed my eyes, and pulled out the school's parking lot.

i looked at them bitches, and rolled my eyes.

on god, ima only talk to michael and diego.

on the way to my house, i started thinking.

why stokeley just start fucking with me out of the blue?

i ain't do or say shit to make him change his ways, only helped his ass with a project.

that's all.

i pulled into my driveway, before banging my hands against the steering wheel.

i'm tired of niggas fucking with my heart, like they won't catch some hands.

i put my hoodie on, and grabbed my bag.

i sighed, before running inside.

"hey baby." my mama smiled at me, but my lip quivered and my eyes became glossy.

"what's wrong babyboy? who i gotta fuck up?" she grabbed her pistol out her purse, waving it around.

i threw my bag on the ground, walking over to
her.

i wrapped my arms around her waist, laying my head on her chest.

i ain't ever been this close to my mom.

i've always been close with my dad, untill he found out i liked boys and left.

she stroked my wet hair, placing light kisses on my head.

she wiped my cheeks, continuing
to rub my head.

i ain't even notice that i was crying.

"tell me baby, what's goin' on?" she cooed, pecking my forehead.

i sniffled, and mentally rolled my eyes at the thought of gazzy.

i sighed, and gripped onto her shirt.

"ga-

"oh baby, i told you! he ain't yo friend!" she rubbed my back, before grabbing her pistol.

gazzy isn't my main priority. it's stokeley. he got me feeling away someway, ion even know how to explain it.

i ain't gonna tell mama that tho. she don't even know him, she might go gorilla on niggas that associate with stokeley.

"want me to pistol whip' his ass?" she asked, and i giggled a lil.

"naw, mama." i wiped my tears, pulling away from our hug.

it feels quite nice knowing someone has your back.

"alright baby, tell me if you want more mama loving." she smiled, kissing my cheek.

i cheesed, and nodded.

"love you mama."

"love you too baby."

- a lil cute mom and son scene. also, the new xxxtentacion & lil peep song had me shaking in my boots. 2 people i love with all my heart is in a song together. wow
💕💘💗💓💝💖💘.