Dreams into Reality

chapter sixteen

11:57 am
August

"Yuh can't be doin' shit like dat." I spoke into the phone and she smacked her lips.

"Doing what?" She asked dumbly.

"Yuh kno' what yuh doin. You apart of something bigga' than just you now." I said and she sighed heavily.

"Well." She said annoyed.

"Yuh not sum lil kid. Stop acting like it." I said and she chuckled.

"Being active on social media is being a little kid? Okay. All this shit is stupid." She said before ending the call.

I sighed frustrated.

She know she can get a nigga hard.

My phone vibrated in my hands and I looked down at the FaceTime coming in.

Miracle

I slid the call to answer and her face popped up.

"You hungry?" She asked while driving.

I chuckled.

"Why yuh drivin' at 12 inna afternoon?" I asked and she laughed

"I'm getting me some lunch, you want some?" She asked with a smile.

A nigga definitely starvin'

"Yeah. Come ova." I said before ending the call.

12:19 pm

I opened the door and she walked in with subway.

"How you know a nigga wanted a sandwich?" I asked with a smile and she laughed.

"I know you Aug." She said placing the food on the counter.

She walked over to the chair and sat down. I watched as she grabbed her food out the bag.

Damn man.

She looked at me and I snapped outta my thoughts.

"You good?" She asked biting into her sandwich.

I nodded before sitting at the table.

"So, Zaia Mitchell?" She asked and I shook my head.

I wasn't even inna mood to talk about baybeh gurl

"I heard her voice, man. Finally somebody bringing the energy back." She said before swallowing.

I chuckled lightly before clearing my throat.

"Yeah—she definitely sum special." I said and she looked at me.

"How special?" She asked with a smirk.

"Man we ain't talking bout dat." I said shrugging it off and she laughed.