Love Me For Me

Chapter 24

Andre POV

I woke up around five in the morning. I got up and went to the bathroom. After I got done I went to check my phone for any recent messages.

I still didn't get a text from Tiffany. It's been two days since I last spoke to her and Im not gon lie, it hurt my heart when she broke up with me.

I didn't call her to the park so I could argue with her, I just wanted to talk to her to let her know how I felt. She's my baby. I would never try to hurt her.

I started to get hungry so I decided to drive to the waffle house that was about twenty minutes away from here.

When I got there I order my food to go because it was to early to be sitting down in here eating. As I waited on my stuff I thougt I heard a fimiliar voice. I turned my head over slightly to see that nigga Amari sitting down eating with some broad in front of him.

I leaned a little bit forward to try to make it seem like I was grabbing the menu. I didn't want him to notice me. I looked to see who he was with and it was that girl Kai.

They both was sitting down talking and eating like they've known each other for years. But what he don't know is that he messing with a hoe but I aint telling that nigga shit.

I got my food and went back home. I drove pass Tiff's house and saw that her light was on in her room. She was probably getting dressed for school. I parked my car infront of her house for a minute. I just sat there wanting to bang on her door and ask her why the hell she broke up with me for. I was pissed as hell amd I prayed to God it didn't have to do anything with Amari.

It was about 6:40 when her light turned off. I guess she got done so I started my car and went back to my house. I guess you can say that I was crazy sitting there for an hour thinking about her and talking to myself but nah, I just love her.

After I ate my food I heard that there was someone knocking on my door. I got up to see who it was and seen that it was Brandon. I haven't seen him since the day he went off on me and he looked terrible.

Im talking about old ragady jordans on with dirty sweats and an oversized black t-shirt.

"Yo wassup cuzo how you livin." He said reaching for a dap.

"Nothing man, what you doing here so early?"

"Can I come my nigga I mean damn" I moved over so he could come in and shut the door behind him.

"So wassup, why you here?" He didn't answer my question right away, he was just looking around the room.

"Oh yeah man, I need some money."

"What that got to do with me."

"Well since we fam and all I figured you let me hold a couple hundred and I don't have to pay you back." He said with seriousness in his voice. I folded my arms before I spoke again.

"Why would I do that and you not pay me back."

"Well because I got this." He reached behind his back and pulled out a gun. It was a .45.

I shook my head at him." Brandon come on man put the gun away. What do you even need that money for anyway?"

"Say don't worry about all that just give me the money, now."

"No man. Is this about them drugs I found the other day. Listen Im not about to let you ruin your life by getting into some dumb shit like this man. Put that gun away." He took the safety off his gun.

"How you know about that."

"I found out after what happened in class the other day. Was it yours? Brandon you don't have to do that shit man."