Dayquellz
Can you believe this? I passed the blunt to takin hitting the end call as Pharoah didn't pick up once again. "What the fuck" it was quiet because it was suppose to stay in my head. But I was so lost my brain let it slip through my mouth as a whisper. Rakim looked up at me then exhaled before nudging Gage, Gage was about to go off on the boy until he motioned towards me.
"Ay quel-
"I'm fine" I spoke before Gage could try and talk my head off. Don't get me wrong I loved Gage he was good people, but the boy also tries to make me talk through my problems and for all that I could've sat in front of Maurice's face.
"Cut that shit" Rakim then added seeing Gage face look slightly defeated. "You ain't okay you been calling someone for the past 20 minutes, who?"
"Did you get someone pregnant? Or or or maybe someone got you pregnant?" Gage said before throwing his head back in laughter as if it was the funniest thing in the world. I grabbed the nearest thing off rakims couch and throw it at Gage, it was my phone. "HEY! You ain't gotta be a dick to me because— oh?OH! You were calling King.... why?" The not tilted his head to the side as if he was a canine and due to his intelligence I'm thinking it's true.
"Do I question why you and Rakim still butt buddies and he got a whole girlfriend? No." I spat back straight faced. Rakim just shook his head passing Gage the blunt even though my best friend just stared at me.
"Oh yeah? Maybe I'm gonna get me a boyfriend, I have secrets too!" Gage finally yelled out sinking into his chair and crossing his arms over his body. His feelings were hurt, because I wouldn't tell him what was 'wrong' and he's only trying to help. He's the most sensitive killer you'll ever meet. Honestly he's harmless with dangerous tendencies and a dark mind.. like who listens to Justin Bieber music while you kill someone ... exactly.
"That's word?" Rakim asked as I took the blunt from behind my ear and twirled in it my hands.
"Who cares you don't own me! You got that bitch! I'll kill that bitch" Gage added hatred laced in his voice.
"Mane ion care bout that fucking bitch" Rakim spat back and here the two went with their infamous arguments.
"You're dating her! Right that's ya bitch" Gage had tears streaming down his face as I exhaled. Rakim got up towering over him to hold his hands that were showing the male was on verge of his ptsd, he's scared to be alone.
"You broke up with me! Gianni remember fucking that- you left me, remember? You said you ain't fuck with me. You ain't want to be with me. Remember I was no good? I told you, you'd wanna take it back..... now you crying and shit blaming da bitch, I don't give a fuck bout that bitch but you ain't finna treat me like I'm nothing" Rakim voice was low and I watched his eye contact remain. Until he sat down.
"I love you" he spoke softly and Rakim muttered it back that was enough to get the boy smiling a bit again. Before he leaned into Rakim and whispered something the boy smacked his lips before lightning his own blunt making me remember I had my own in my hand.
"Day-
"I'm fine"
"Really? Cause Kings calling you" I nearly jumped to get my phone but Gage only laughed a bit.
"Gotchuuuu" I scoffed wanting to beat the boy I've known most of my life off but I'd do that on my own. When Rakim couldn't help his boyfriend or wouldn't distract him enough for us to really fight.
"Ha. Ha. Ha" I said sitting back down sinking back into the couch and lighting my blunt. I wasn't feeding into the twos attempt at communication mostly because I knew they were still laughing at me. I don't know I was just worried? Yeah worried. I usually saw King if not every day, every other. Or he would face time me at 1 am because he couldn't sleep and needed someone to talk to until he did. Sometimes he would just call me to pick him up to do the stupidest things, stuff he could've been doing by himself but he won't admit his Separation Anxiety, he won't admit loud noises make his ears hurt and then he gets headaches— or big crowds make him feel alone. Another reason why him and Gage get along so well, they understand each other. Except King tries to act normal and doesn't let anyone see that side until he calls you at his first party crying in the bathroom. But doesn't that give me all the more reasons to be worried.
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Romance[ third book of attitude problem ] "I'm old enough to handle it by myself" Pharaoh was much like his father in many ways, the biggest one being his stubborn habits. Aswell as his ego, he could never just ask for help. Well he gets his ass in a l...
