Through The Storm | NBA Youngboy

8.

Kentrell's P.O.V:

Last night kept replayin' in ma head. I really wanted ta get a betta understanding of what the hell had gotten into Jay last night. I started to regret even kissing ha'. Jayla was never the type to seem emotional over shit, especially not sum so small. When I woke up, I expected to see a good morning from ha like any other morning but all I had was missed calls from Jania and a few txt messages from the gang, Aside from Instagram and shit. I sighed getting up from my bed, taking a shower and getting dressed. I came downstairs and seen Starr sitting in the living room with Kamron, Draco, and K3. I rubbed my hand down my face not wanting to deal wit Starr's dumbass.

"Dada!!!" All three of them ran to me, I picked them up one by one greeting them.

"wassup lul bad asses." I chuckled before making my way to the kitchen, followed by Starr.

"AHEM." she stretched out her neck, clearing her throat.

"You gotta cold a sum? Fuck you "aHeM" fa?" I mugged in her direction.

"Kentrell don't get fucking slapped. I just came in here to tell you, ion want that bitch around my kids nomo." She then turned around to walk back out the kitchen.

"Starr, lemme tell yo uglah ass sum. I bring whoeva tf I want aroun' my kids. Long as they don't pose no threat to me or ma babies we good. You only sayin dat shit cause you got ta beefin' wit ha the other night." I said bluntly before waving her off.

"I said what I said, let me find out she was even thinking about showing her face around my babies again, I promise you me Kam, and K3 will fucking leave." She spat back at me.

"Bitch did yo ass forget that I'm tha reason yo ass even living hea? On top of that I'm being a father to a kid dat ain't even mine." I gritted.

"LIKE I SAID. KEEP HER AWAY." She quickly walked out the kitchen.

"yeah aight, think you takin' my kids anywhere, i'll beat yo ass." I yelled from the kitchen.

See mane, I be tryna chill. I be tryna make sure I don't go off the deep end, cause ma temper always get the best of me, especially when people think they can say whatever ta me. As time flew on, people started flooding the house for the cookout and there was still no sign of Jayla.

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Meli's P.O.V:

I was trying to convince Jayla not to go to this dumbass cookout, dent boy was having. She just wouldn't listen. I don't understand what she see in this nigga anyway. He has nothing to offer her but a broken heart.

"Jayla I think it's best if you just stay home." I pleaded with her.

"Meli. I'm not about to keep going back and forth with you about this shit. I always go to his family's cookouts. I told you to come with me but you steady acting weird." She retorted, doing her hair and makeup.

"You know I don't fuck with Kentrell, or none of his dumbass friends. Why you act so oblivious when it comes to him?" I raised my voice in anger because she should know better then this shit.

"What the fuck did you just call me? Why are you trying to act like my motherfuckin mother Meli? Like ever since Trell came back you just been finding every reason to get fucking mad at me. I swear to you this shit getting HELLA old." She rolled her eyes before picking out an outfit.

"Because he's just going to hurt you Jayla, if anything I'm trying to protect yo dumbass." I snickered before feeling her glaring at me.

"Get the fuck out Meli." A now screaming Jayla said.

"Fine, but when he breaks your fucking heart, I'm not going to be around for it." I stormed out her house, before pulling off in my car. "Stupid bitch."
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Jayla's P.O.V:

"I'm on my way now Kentrell, damn." I hung up on him. He is so damn aggravating, and I hope he don't think I forgot about him choking me last night cause that shit has YET to be resolved. Niggas feel godly when they feel like they've gotten the last word, but I'll show his ass, wait till after this cookout. I eventually pulled up to his packed house. I fixed my hair and got out the car, Walking through greeting many of his aunts and uncles before getting inside to him.

"I thought yo ass wasn't gon show up." A deep voice stated behind me. I turned around to see Kentrell looking at me with low eyes with his hands off in his pockets. This nigga looked so mf good but I'm trying to keep myself together.

"I told you I was coming, you just don't like to wait. Extra impatient ass." I rolled my eyes before laughing a little.

"Come hea." He licked his lips, holding his arms open for me to hug him. I walked into his arms as he pulled me in more by my waist. We swayed back and forth before pulling away.

"You still mad at me?" He said lowly.

"I sure am but we ain't gon talk about that right now." I was about to say something else before I felt little hands tapping my legs. I looked down to see K3.

"Awwww hi pudding." I smiled before picking him up. I then heard a very loud, uninviting voice come from the opposite direction.

"Bitch put down my mf baby."

Sigh. Here we fucking go.

TO BE CONTINUED.
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