AppealFanFic CHRIS BROWN!

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• Sonya •

What are the odds that I run into Trell and Cole at Staples? I had to pick up some paper for my printer along with a couple of notebooks. I turn seventeen in two days and I was nowhere near excited. The only thing to occupy space in my mind has been Cade, and seeing his closest friends today at the store made memories of him come rushing back to me.

"Mannn, don’t you hate you a lying ass ho?"

"Hell yeah, Cole my dude. I luvs me a ho… but a lying ass ho? That bitch gotta gooo!" I rolled my eyes as the two shared a rambunctious laugh. The fact that they were two places behind me in the checkout line made this situation even worse. "Yo, you heard about that sixteen year old girl that fucked around with that twenty something year old nigga? The lil bitch almost sent ole dude to jail."

"And the nigga ain’t even know her real age! She told dawg that she was twenty something!" That was Cole. My fingers gripped the binding of the composition notebook as I waited for the cashier to finish bagging the lady’s supplies. These niggas were foul as fuck.

"These ho’s ain’t truthful!"

"Just turn six… teen… cause ima lying ass bitch! I can tell a bold ass lie… cause my life is so dry! These ho’s ain’t truthful!" The two cackled like hyenas as they remixed Chris Brown’s ‘Loyal’. "Man, thank god my girl at home never lied to me about her age. I don’t know how I would deal if I fell in love with someone who lied about something as basic as their age."

Just as I was about to snap my neck and tell these niggaz something about their mother; the cashier motioned for me to step forward. Surprisingly the two dickriders said nothing as I paid for my items. It wasn’t until I was one foot out the door when they both yelled, “LATA LYING ASS HO!”

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"Cade… please just answer my calls. You don’t know how much I miss you or even how much I care about you. Just please return my calls… I love you," I ended the call after reciting the message into the phone. That had to be the twentieth message that I left for Cade in the last fifteen minutes.

I’ve been so anti-social these last couple of weeks. I honestly don’t remember the last time that I’ve spoken to Felicia or Shazelly. And they were supposed to be my best friend and sister. I couldn’t bring myself to text or call either or them, and I’ve ignored all of their calls. The two of them showed up to my house last weekend and I just spazzed on them. I needed space and time away from them.

I haven’t even been speaking to my own mother; and we live in the same house. I only want to see Cade and I only want to hear from Cade. If you weren’t Cade then you had little importance in my mind.

• Cade •

I shook my head as I listened to Cole relay his and Trell’s Staples outing to me. First of all, what are two grown ass men doing at Staples together on a Saturday afternoon? I told them that that’s some fufu gay shit but they simply fanned me off, and continued to tell their story. “So me and Cole did a quick remix to Loyal, right? We was like—” Trell paused his sentence to run to the center of the living room; “Just turn six… teen… cause ima lying ass bitch! I can tell a bold ass lie… cause my life is so dry! These ho’s ain’t truthful.”

I only chuckled because of the bad ass dance move that Trell tried to do. This nigga was too scrawny to be doing the bernie. “We called that bitch out, C-man. Ain’t no hesitations when we saw her.” While the two dap’d each other up, I thought about Sonya and how she must of felt today at Staples. I know that my niggaz was just looking out for me but I wasn’t really feeling that stunt that they pulled in public.