Deceived Emotions || NBA youngboy (Completed)

42• Rumors

Monday Morning

Cianna✨

"I've been avoiding the both of them all day" I told the girls as we sat at a cafe on campus. Some reason I was hungry as hell. I had gotten A low-fat strawberry yogurt And graham crackers

"Dre And Kentrell?" I nodded. Krystal eyes widened as she looked at me

"Bruh—not kentrell! That nigga gone fuck you up. He literally said all that shit, and you gonna avoid him, he gonna know something up"

"What can he possibly think though?" Aaliyah spoke up and I gave her a look

"Everything!"

"Tuh"

"Oh shit. There go Dre right there" Mariah pointed behind me. Dre was coming in our direction, making me groan

"Can I talk witcha right quick?" He asked. I gave him a look, making him suck his teeth

"Man it'll just be fa a minute" I sighed, standing up. They looked at me, with curios looks on their faces. I shrugged as Dre pulled me to the side

"Yeen been answering my calls"

"Because I'm not obligated to"

"I was just tryna make sho you was straight, damn"

"Bruh—you kissed me, even after I told you my situation. Now im over here stuck, not knowing what to do"

"Man, I'm sorry. I was high as fuck"

"That excuse don't make shit better—anyway we can't be talking for too long. People be watchin"

"Cianna—"

"Bye, Dre" I shook my head, walking back over to the table, telling them about it. We talked a bit more before it was time for us to go to class

"See yall" We all went out separate ways. I walked in class, holding my head low avoiding eye contact with him.

"Where Professor?" I asked the nearest person, and they shrugged. I huffed, sitting back in my seat

"She did allat? I thought she fucked wit ole dude.." I could hear some dude say. They didn't say no name in particular, so I sat back, minding my business

"Nah man she a hoe. She couldn't get enough at me doe—that bitch gone invite me ova dea, tried to drug me and fuck on me" This voice sounded familiar.

"Imma tell that nigga Youngboy" They started chuckling. I rose my eyebrow, turning around to see them already looking at me. It was Dre and some other dude, I'm guessing I never recognized him in this class. Dre held a smirk on his face and the other dude just shook his head

"You toe up, shorty—and you Fuck wit Youngboy? Damn"

"What?"

"You a h-"

"Sorry I'm running late! I got caught up in traffic. Wow, didn't expect all of you to be here.. still" Professor came running into class. I shifted uncomfortably feeling an uneasy feeling. I looked back, seeing everybody whispering, and looking at me, while Dre stood there smirking.

Even though I didn't try to let it phase me, I couldn't. I grabbed my bag, leaving the room hearing professor call out to me, but I ignored him. I made my way to the girls bathroom, going into one of the stalls, finally letting myself go.

Tears starting pouring endlessly, I couldn't help it though. As much as I told myself not to cry—I couldn't. My emotions where all over the place right now and this was the main one.

"Cianna?—I saw you run in here. Are you okay?" I could hear Mariah's voice say. I opened up the stall, and she ran over, pulling me into a big ass hug

"Why you crying? You must've told him"

"No—I think it's a rumor going around about me and.."

"....Dre?" I nodded. Mariah shook her head, leaning against the bathroom sink

"That boy ain't shit"

"Ain lyin."

"How he hatin outside da pussy? He can't even get in" Mariah responded, trying to sound like Chris brown from "Look At Me Now" And I bursted out laughin, wiping my face

"But you cant be letting shit like this get to you. It's gone go two ways, hea dis, You either gone get passed it, say fuck it, and move on. Eventually it's gone die down, and you gone graduate, live a happy life witcha baby. Or, you gone let it get to you, you gone get tired of it and drop out...and work at McDonald's. And TUHH! McDonald's and allat other shit is NOT the way" I chuckled, nodding

"It's just hard ignoring the stares, and the whispering. I know it just started but still"

"You gone have to learn to ignore it. Or you can stick up for yourself"

"What can I possibly do?"

"Tell them how it is. What it is and what it ain't period. But that nigga gone get enough because you know Boomer nem ain't letting it slide"

"But if you tell Boomer, he's going to want to know what the rumor's about. And you know that nigga gonna tell Kentrell"

"Tuh. You must not know Boomer... it's plenty of things Aaliyah done did with Ben and trust me. WE know. Boomer ain't said a word to nobody else. You can trust boomer though.."

"Ugh. It's my fault I'm in this shit now"

"You just gotta big ass heart. Because I woulda said no to tutoring him, his ass was gone fail today"

"You so damn mean" I told her, laughing and she shrugged

"I was nice before.. people took advantage of that shit though. Had to show them what my last name mean"

"It's always like that. The loyals ones be the ones with the most knifes in their back"

"I got plenty of them. But hey, Who gives a damn though?"

"Me! And you know I do. You done had my back since I met you, and it ain't been nothing but positive vibes and I need that. You just don't know what I went through before I met you.."

"I wish I could've been there for you. I'm pretty sure we both went through some fucked up things"

"We did. And that makes us who we are now. You're a strong, beautiful , intelligent and caring women, Mariah. Don't let nobody tell you differently"

I pulled Mariah into a hug, and she hugged me back.

"Let's get out of here.. meaning let's go have some fun!" she told me, and we left the bathroom. Even though the stares became more intense I still managed to ignore them