Damaged

Eight.

Jordyn

"So won't you say my name, say my name.. If you claim you want me" i sang as Maniac and I smoked.

Maniac stared at me.

"What?" I asked.

"None" he said.

"When's your birthday?" I asked.

"Why?" he asked.

"Ok nevermind" i said.

"June 20th" he said.

"You're a Gemini? That makes sense" i said.

"What you tryna say?" he asked.

"You're mean as fuck and bipolar as fuck" i said.

"Then why you with me right now?" he asked.

"I don't know" i answered honestly.

He didn't say anything.

"What's your favorite color?" I asked.

"Red" he said.

"Ew, you a opp" i said.

"On BD stop playing with me" he said.

"You from Chicago?" I asked.

He nodded.

"That's why you so mean" i said.

"I'm not even that mean to you" he said.

I smiled.

"So you nicer to me?" I asked.

He ignored me.

"I think you like me" i said.

He looked at me.

"Not like that" i said.

"Ion like nobody" he said.

"You like Kyla" i said.

"I barely like her ass. That's my nigga though" he laughed.

"What's that?" I asked touching a scar on his neck.

"Got into a fight when i was in jail" he said.

"You was in jail?" I asked.

"Obviously if i got into a fight there" he said.

"I hate you" i said.

"I bet" he said.

"Why'd you go to jail?" I asked.

He ignored me.

"Maniac" i said.

He lit another blunt.

"Ok, i know who to ask" i said.

I pulled my phone out calling Trap.

"Wassup cous" he answered.

"What did Maniac go to jail for?" I asked.

"That nigga killed his daddy" Trap said.

My mouth dropped. I looked over at Maniac. He had the same emotionless face.

"You talk too much" maniac said.

"And nigga you kill too much" Trap said.

"Hold on, why y'all together? Where y'all at?" He asked.

"Bye" i said.

"I'm telling Unc" Trap said.

I rolled my eyes before hanging up.