"Nigga wake up!" Raul shook his cousin vigorously. Kordell immediately sat up, squinting his eyes because the light was bright as hell. "What?" He said in his husky voice, due to him still waking up. "It's 2pm and yo ass still sleep. Now get yourself together and help me clean this house before you leave out." Raul said with a chuckle before walking upstairs to his room.
Kordell rubbed his eyes and sat on the black leather couch for about six minutes before getting up and heading to the bathroom. His head pounding, which indicated that he was definitely hung over. The party lasted until about 4am, so Kordell had gotten even more drunk and high, way above his limits. He hardly remembered what happened last night.
After freshening up, Kordell headed to the guest room he stayed in sometimes when he slept over at Raul's and pulled out his briefs and some plain black joggers he got from Primark. He then threw on a plain white T-shirt, some socks and his 4's. His hair was fucked up, so he went to Raul's room to ask him for a brush.
"Yo, you was trippin' last night. But I'm glad you had fun." Raul exclaimed as he tossed Kordell his semi-hard brush. Kordell walked over to Raul's full-body mirror and brushed his waves back in place. "Ion remember shit from last night." Kordell stated as he set the brush on Raul's dresser. Raul shook his head. "You was taking shots after shots and these broads came over and was on yo bodyy! I was surprised you ain't fuck one of them." He chuckled as he fixed his man-bun.
"You know I ain't into just fucking a broad I don't know." Kordell shrugged. "Nigga shut yo ass up. You fucked Evelyn and you ain't know that bitch from a hole in the wall." Raul stated before laughing. "Fuck you." Kordell chuckled. "Now come help me clean this shit up!" Raul said as he headed out of his room with Kordell in tow.
It took about two hours, a bunch of music and three advil's for Kordell and Raul to make the house to be spotless again. Kordell didn't mind helping his cousin out, especially because Raul looked out for him as well.
"Imma hit you later. The boys and I wanna hit the strip club this weekend. Let me know if you coming." Raul said as he leaned against his front door's frame, watching Kordell walk towards his car. "Ight." Kordell responded as he waved Raul off. "Ayo wassup nigga?? Why yo dumbass ain't come to the party last night?" Raul shouted as he spotted one of his homies that lived down the block.
Kordell shook his head as his cousin's wildness and turned his engine on before heading down the block...
After about forty-five minutes and a stop at Popeyes, Kordell made it back home. "Mama?!" He shouted, making his presence known in the house. "Why are you yelling so damn loud?!" Renee walked out of the kitchen with her hands pressed firmly on her wide hips. He could tell she was cooking because some flour got onto her house dress.
"My bad Ma. Just letting you know I'm home." He responded as he kissed her chubby cheek. "Mmmhmm. I can tell you had fun at Raul's lil get together. Seeing that it's 5:30 and you just getting here." She said as she walked back into the kitchen to check on her smothered fried chicken.
"It smells good in here." He complimented while following her. "Boy if you don't go wash yo hands and stop touching on the food!" She said as she swatted his hand away from the extra pieces she left that were only fried. "You right." Kordell went to half bathroom that was near the living room and washed his hands before walked back into the kitchen and stealing a chicken.
Renee shook her head and laughed. "Get out until I call you." She shouted. Kordell laughed and did as told.
His phone vibrated in his pocket as he walked upstairs to his room. As soon as he got there, he took it out his pocket and looked at the message.
Eve😏: Hey Sexy😜
Kordell sighed as he typed his response.
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Hood Chemistry
General FictionHaving to deal with the loss of his only father figure, Kordell Wright is just a 20 year old trying to find his way in this cold world. The ups, the downs, the trials and tribulations that go on in his life are the only things that keep him going, b...