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- i stuffed my backpack into my locker before slamming it shut.
now i just need to go meet jahking out on the field.
taking out my phone, i texted trell.
- Brother . - make sure you come str8 home , i got something for you .
alr, i'll come straight home. love you 🤞🏽.
love you too .
- i know something be off with trell when he does those kind of things to me.
he used to be so nice and get me whatever i wanted ..
then after he got shot and went in the hospital for a couple days, it was like he was a whole different person.
by the time i had gotten out of my thoughts, i was walking up to king.
i waited for him to stop talking to his goons before i said anything.
"hey." i said, sitting beside him.
"wassup. i see your brother and them earlier but ian said nothing."
"it's like .. i miss the old him." i said, rubbing my arm.
"what do you mean? he act the same."
"no he don't .. and i'm gone find out why. i think it's his meds he be taking or something.."
he sighed and handed me my food.
cheesing, i hugged him.
"thank youuu. your now officially my friend." i said, pulling my sandwich out.
he laughed.
"your welcome. now .. i'm gone help you find out what's so called wrong with your brother. i'll text you with some details i can get." he said, looking at the teams practicing.
"alright. i appreciate this, for real king." i said, putting my trash into the bag.
he nodded, leaning back onto the bleachers and staring at the sky.
he's cute, i got to admit it.
but he's not who i want.
ben is a lil too old for me though.
i don't know.
i got up from the bleachers and pulled him up with me.
"come on, we're going to class." i said, dragging him behind me with a tight grip.
- [ kentrell ]
i don't know what's wrong with me.
when i don't take my medicine, i'm who everybody likes.
when i do, i'm who everybody takes.
but the meds make me feel good.
i sometimes look at my little sister and wonder who hurts her.
