Attitude Problem

Six

Nassiah

"So when you buying me food mane?" I asked as Alonso was signing something at the desk, it was around 12:30 and my uncle seemed to be keeping himself busy and not yelling at me. Alonso glanced up from his phone than went back  to writing.  Isn't nothing more I hate than being ignored. I went to raise my hand to smack him but his head than lifted and his eyes scanned me.

   "What you was about to do with that hand?" He asked before flipping the Page, I didn't know that paperwork was that long good thing I didn't have to do it.

  "Hit you" I responded truthfully he only let out a short laugh and shook his head his eyes not lifting to meet mine. I wasn't dumb he was listening still waiting for me to say something else, he likes to pretend like he's not paying attention to everyone.

"You're violent" he started "but hit me for what?"

I smacked my lips together "I was talking to you and you was ignoring me"

"Nassiah" He said my voice calmly but in a kind of duh tone which made me raise a eyebrow- I'm not this niggas seed why is he talking to me like this. "You see me fucking reading you expect me to stop doing what I'm doing because you wanna talk to me?" He asked licking his lips, my eyes followed the move- oh that's gay.

I cut myself off and a laugh came from Alonso mouth. "Whose ignoring who now?"

"Well the obvious answer was yes idiot- that's exactly what I fucking expect" I spat back and be ignored the tone for the most part shaking his head.

"You're a fucking bratt, I got to finish this than tell me what you wanna tell me" he said as if that had anything in common with what I had just told him I expected . I sat back in the chair looking around the shop before exhaling and here I was really waiting? Oh fuck no.

"Stop pouting I'm almost done" I looked up and he had a small smirk on his face, fuck he smiling for?

"Pack this fucking shit up I'm hungry" I finally said kicking the desk a little. He ignored and kept writing.

  "Do it again" he finally said and when I did almost like lightning he pulled me over the desk by my shirt. He held us close together so I had no place else to look but his face-pow

I punched him but he wrapped his hands around my neck, "I said I was almost done" he finally spoke, I was pissed I felt the anger go through my body but it wasn't projecting out, I wasn't worried about his hand around my neck until he made it tighter-

   "Don't  make me put my hands on you. Imma bring out something you don't wanna deal with" he whispered I didn't know what exactly he was referring to until he licked his lips looking down. I looked down than up  and went to punch him again-

  "Why you keep trying to punch me, Ian doing shit" he was getting mad, I got people mad for a living  so you start to notice little things.

  His hand released my neck but his eyes were scanning over me- I was nervous I didn't know why I was pretty sure I could beat him. He's strong though that's for sure- nigga just pulled me out my seat. When I felt something wet touch my head I tensed up.

  "Cut that faggot shit out-  I told your ass Ion go that way" my voice was serious and so was I, If he did it again I might have to shoot him the worst part about it all he doesn't know I'm really like that.

  "Your face is getting redder and redder calm down"  he said letting me go for real now.

  "Nigga than stop being fucking gay the fuck! You want something up ya ass so bad I'll shove a fucking knife up it" I gritted through my teeth

  "Ion shove things up my ass Nas, so you don't need to it probably won't even get me hard" he said showing his pearly whites.he wasn't getting what I was saying and he wasn't phased by me hitting him, but I didn't want to do that because obviously he makes my body have some type of reaction and I didn't need him to keep touching me until my body broke and it thinks it gay because I've been around gay niggas.

   "Get the fuck out my face"  I said pushing him away from the desk he checked his phone.

  "Come On we bout to go get food pa"  he said swinging his keys around his finger.

  "Ian going nowhere with ya faggot ass" I said he just shrugged went back to talk to that ugly lightskin nigga. Than tried to leave without me,

"I'm getting food" I called to my uncle.

"Mane you was two hours late today I know your fat head ain't hungry" Keem called back coming out of the back room. I was going to argue but I didn't have time if Alonso ain't take me I had to pay.

"I'm trying get nigga Alonso to buy me lunch unless you trying pay for it" I said which got him to turn his fat head right the hell around.

Walking out I forgot my coat and I regretted it but whose really going back inside- exactly. I saw Alonso talking on the phone but the car was locked so I just knocked on the door he looked up and motioned towards the phone but I kept knocking and got harder each time until he rolled down the window.

"Open the door ain't nobody playing with your black ass" I said and he just went back to talking on the phone.

"Alonsoooo" I was starving and he was acting like this was a joke. He ignored me pretty much again and I was getting highly upset.

"I'm on the phone" he said before going back to talking, "Nah it ain't nothing Raliee - he just like attention" he added and I reached my hand in the window to unlock the door.

When I finally got in the car he was still on the phone. I gave him maybe five more seconds before ripping the phone from his hand.

"Na shawty we finna go eat, I'll have homeboy call you some time" I said before tossing back phone.

"So what you wanna eat pa?"

"Don't call me that.. it's gay"

"How is the word gay?"

"Why can't you just call me Nassiah?"

"Cause everyone call you that,I'm not everyone"

"Can we get five guys?"

"If that's what you want, I gotchu pa"He jokes before he started driving, I felt my eyes lingering on him. Donnie needed to come home. He couldn't just hang around Alonso forever.