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"Alright I'll see you all on Monday" I say to my coworkers putting my bag on my shoulder. I walked out the front door and started to put my Airpods in my ear about to prepare my walk to the train.

"Chanel!" I hear someone yell out. I looked around and I saw one of my niggas parked outside my job.

"Jalen?" I question raising an eyebrow.

"C'mon you need a ride?" He says motioning me over to the car. I walked over and got inside. "What're you doing down here?" I asked buckling my seatbelt.

"I had to make a few stops and then I remembered you worked over here" Jalen replies driving off.

"You can't be showing up to my job unannounced like this" I chuckle even though I was so serious. What if one day him and somebody else decide to be nice and pick me up from work? Now I'm caught up and down two hoes.

"My fault" He replies "Can I make a stop right quick before I drop you off?"

"Yeah that's cool" I shrug my shoulders. As we got closer to the city he parked outside this house and went inside. I turned up the radio and let Polo G play throughout the car. "We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang" I rap bobbing my head to the beat. I could feel my phone vibrating on my lap, I look down to see "xavier😋" pop up on my screen.

I didn't want to talk to him. I've been calling and texting him ever since the night Eli died two weeks ago and he hasn't responded to anything.

"What?" I answer holding the phone up to my ear.

"That's how you answer the phone?" Xavier chuckles.

"Whatchu want?" I say rolling my eyes sitting back against the seat.

"Come see me"

"Nah I'm good. We haven't spoke in 2 weeks"

"I've been busy."

"Too busy to send a text? Fuck outta here. I'm tired of being a booty call. I'm over it." I spat at him.

"It's not even like that. You know I fuck with you for real"

"You don't though. You only hit me up when you tryna buss a nut and I'm tired of giving you that relief. Stop pretending to give a fuck about me when you don't."

"G what the fuck? Where is the coming from?"

"Ion wanna fuck with you no more" I reply looking out the window. Us not talking for two weeks made me realize how much everything I did always included him. I would check my phone 24/7 hoping to see his name. Whenever I would go shopping the urge to send him pictures of me in different outfits just to get his input was unbearable. But when did he ever do the same to me?

I was really treating him like a main nigga.

"You don't?!" He says in the Soulja Boy voice.

"No. I'm over it." I reply sitting back against the seat.

"Man ion know what's wrong with you. Where you at?"

"My nigga finna get back in the car, I can't talk" I say watching as Jalen walked out the house.

"Nigga? Chanel stop playing with me"

"I gotta go" I reply. Jalen opens the driver door and sits down. "Whatchu tryna eat?" He asks me. I made sure Xavier heard a nigga's voice before I hung up the call.

"Ummm it doesn't matter to me"

We ended up just getting ChickFilA and eating in the car before he dropped me off at home. I cleaned up throughout the house before drawing myself a bath. I went downstairs and poured myself some cranberry juice into a wine glass before heading back into the bathroom. I undressed and stepped into the steaming hot water. This soak was much needed after a long week of working.