INFATUATED| NBA YOUNGBOY

Chapter 8: Insecurities

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"Bitch, have you lost yo mind?" Bee asked Joe. I for sure thought that Joe popped her ass. I was ready to murder some shit. "Joe mane, you trippin" Kentrell said, "Aye K, why don't you tell Rara how you was just in the stu tryna mac down on Blasian doe? While you worried bout me nigga". I looked over at K and asked him what the fuck Joe was talking about. "Mane, don't listen to dis nigga. He still high" he said.

"Naw nigga, I know what the fuck I'm talking about". Kentrell wasn't even saying anything, he was just looking dumb. "Check Blasian IG story, check his page, the whole sha-bang" Bee whispered in my ear. I pulled my phone out and searched up Blasian and finally found her page. I hit her IG story and guess what I saw? This bitch was sitting on Kentrell lap, singing HIS song.

"Mane, what is you doi- that ain't een what it look like Alexis" he said. "Naw, you think I'm stupid right? You said you told ha stop talking to you and now all of a sudden she at yo studio times? Bitch you just fucked up" I said.

I walked back to the hotel doors to go in and Kentrell grabbed my arm. "Aye Ra, stop playing with me. Wtf is you bout to go do?" He said. "I'm about to pack my shit and go tf home cus you must think I'm a goofy or sum. And Ian bout to argue nor fight no hoe ova you boy", I said pulling my arm away.

"Hold on Ra, I'm coming with you" Bee said. "Come yo ass tf back too" Joe said, "Fuck you. Bitch you almost killed me" Bee said, walking away. I waited for Bee then got in the elevator and pressed the fourth floor. "So, we going home?" Bee asked. "Look Bee, you can stay here but I gotta go. This not for me. I should've never came anyway. This why I don't do relationships, not like we made it official anyway but still. Don't geek my head up and lie to me and then ask me to give you a chance" I said, wiping a tear.

"Aww Ra, dont cry. He not een worth it. I'm not letting you go home alone. And Joe acting crazy so I don't wanna be here either" she said, hugging me. The elevator dinged and we got off. I unlocked the door and went to go pack my clothes. Bee's phone started ringing. She put it on speaker.

"Is you coming back or not mane? Ian mean to shoot at you like dat" Joe said.  "Umm Ra and I are going back home cus Kentrell got her fucked up and you got ME fucked up. Yo ass bogus. Don't call my phone no more", she hung up.  My phone started ringing next. It was Kentrell. I declined it then blocked his number.

Bee packed her bag and I finished packing mine. We looked out the window to make sure they still weren't outside. They weren't. We were about to walk out the door but I stopped Bee. "Wait, what if they in the lobby or sum? We gotta find another way out" I said. "Girl, fuck them. They can't stop us from leaving" she said. I just nodded my head. I didn't wanna see Kentrell at all. I just wanted to go home. We got on the elevator and made it to the lobby. Bee paid for the room and luckily we didn't see them down there. We walked to the car and got in. We stayed there for a moment before pulling off.

"So you don't think y'all gone reunite in the future after this?" Bee asked. "Ion know. I don't want to. At least not right now. Not about to look stupid for no nigga ever again" I said, "you gone miss Joe?" I asked.

"Little bit but I just can't deal with his anger problems. You already know I'm crazy. Can't put two crazy mufuckas together", I laughed. Joe kept calling Bee but she put her phone on do not disturb. It took us a hour just to get back home. I was so tired and worn out. I was still kind of heated but it is what it is.

"I'll call you tomorrow" Bee said, as I got out the car. "Okay. Don't call his ass back either" I said, laughing. "Girl goodnight" she drove off. I walked to the door and got my key out and unlocked it. "Dad, you home?" I yelled. No answer. I walked upstairs to Londell's room. I knocked, "Dee, you here?". He opened the door up, "ewe you back" he said. "Shut up, where's dad?"

"Work, I guess. Say Why you home so early?" I looked off for a minute, thinking. Londell snapped his fingers, "hello? You gone answer the question?" I smacked his hand, "umm I do live here don't I? It ain't like I been gone that long anyway"

"You been gone a good three weeks. That's a long ass time to me, mane. Seemed like you was having fun with Youngboy. Surprised you ain't stay longer" he said, laughing. "On that note, ima go to bed" I said, walking off. I went to my room and threw my bag in my closet. I laid down on my bed. I pulled my phone out and got on Instagram. I scrolled down and I seen that Kentrell posted a picture of me. I just shook my head. "This not gone make me fw his ass again" I said to myself.

nba_youngboy im sorry. can't be mad at me forever #itenyou 💚

I clicked off Instagram. I wasn't about to forgive him that easily. He had me fucked up. I told him IM NOT NO GROUPIE but he decides to treat me like one behind my back doe. I got up and decided to take me a shower. I got out, dried off, and put on my pajamas. I put on my beats headphones and played "YNW Melly - City Girls". No, I wasn't in my feelings.

I laid back and closed my eyes but my music was interrupted by a phone call. It was a unknown number. I declined it and went back to listening to music. It rang again. You can't block a unknown number so that was out the question. I answered it.

"Hello?"
"Come outside"
"Who is dis? I'm not coming out there for no mufucka ion know"
"Just come outside"
I looked out the window. It was Kentrell.

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