Attitude Problem

Eighteen

Alonso

With Tas'hania's discovery yesterday well Nassiah couldn't quite leave my mind. Although I tried to talk briefly with Maurice ask him some therapist questions it was just basically making Tas right. So if she did I had to fix it more. What I also came into realization is this isn't actually my fucking fault Nassiah is just a Big Bratt and not use to getting what he wants. But if he truly is jealous that's the point that doesn't make sense he's the only thing getting in his way of us.

"I thought we were hanging out, you said you would help me with color ideas for my wigs" she whined through the phone.

"You also told me to fix Siah's problem so what do you want me to do more?" I asked as I pulled up to his apartment complex. A exhale left Tash mouth with some curse words.

"How can you possibly fix it? You can make someone come out? No!" She explained in a kind of duh tone.

"Well he can atleast come out to me" I started but than again The day after I topped him off he went to shoot at Vernon. So he probably is fighting internal stuff,Him and his mom obviously are rocky as well.

  "Yeah maybe, but that doesn't mean it will work- Nassiah likes you we have to just wait till he comes out or stops I guess" she replied but I wasn't liking that answer so I only half listened after that.

  "Just die your hair purple and green ion be the Lakers, I'll text you later though T" I said hanging up and turning off the car. I never knew where Nassiah was when he wasn't in front of me- so I got the information from Mac,  of course he only gave it to me because he thinks I'm now part of his plan to turn Nassiah out. I'm starting to think the kid is actually straight because when's the last time he actually did something that was questioning was with me- he uses any chance to get to punch me in my face.

   Maurice
I think I have the answer to your question now
   You know about why some people don't come out even if others don't care?

I looked at the message and smiled a bit before thanking god, it was just a little proof maybe he was there because I needed some type of way to start this conversation.

  To Maurice
Yeah ? What is it?

I stepped out of the elevator, man fuck it. I know Nassiah more than fucking Maurice I knocked on the door heavily for a few moments straight just to make sure he heard me. I knew he was home because his car was here but that doesn't mean he was home- alone.  The door swung open and I could tell I took him by surprise his glossy eyes met mine and filled with probably confusion as I walked in without him inviting me.

  "Guess it became a cyph you trying smoke? Fuck you coming in my house like you own shit?" He said shutting the door behind me and going back to another room I followed him into what I think was his living room  because he just sat on the couch  and continue to roll up on a tray. "Fuck do you want Alonso?" He asked as it stayed quiet.

  "Uh how you been?" His eyes shifted up almost immediately and stayed on me for a long time.

  "You're acting weird, one sit somewhere two fuck did you come here for?" I rolled my eyes at the same question over and over again but I still sat down next to him seeing for him to tact but he didn't.

  "I'm still mad at you just know that" I started and he scoffed that sent him off more than I expected.

  "Mad at me for what? Ian do shit" he spat

"Right you never do shit Nassiah" I mumbled. "But you looked me in my fucking face and then the next day you went to shoot him" I gritted he blinked.