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love who i want and fuck who i choose to, don't take no shit and won't be used. but i guess that makes me undesirable, and i guess that makes you so attractive
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𝓶𝓮𝓵𝓸
┗ ━━┅━━━┅━━ ┛"wanna go get some food?" i asked the girl, pulling away from the hug. it's a shame that i still don't know her name.
"uh, no, i lost my appetite," she answered, looking up at me. she had stopped crying, but her eyes were still red.
"this may sound weird as hell, but after all of this, i still don't know your name," i said making her laugh.
"it's alana,"
"lamelo," i then said making her nod.
"if you're hungry, you can go get something to eat," she stated, but i shook my head.
"i already ate before i came over,"
"that's defeating the whole purpose then," she laughed. her laugh was so simple, yet it still made me feel happier inside. it sounded so genuine.
"nah, i just wanted to hang out with jahzell and talk to you,"
"how you know i was coming?"
"you're jahzell's friend. i wouldn't see why not,"
she rolled her eyes playfully, "well, do you at least wanna go back over to the backyard?"
honestly, no, but i wouldn't wanna tell her that. yeah we shared some deep ass shit between each other, but i still don't know her and i think it'd be weird if i said no. also, i didnt wanna stay over here just to talk to her some more. i wanted to stay because i didn't feel like talking to everyone else.
"yeah," i told her and we walked back into the yard. everyone was engaged in some conversation and i hope they don't ask questions to where we were at.
i really jinxed myself.
"and where were y'all?" jahzell asked eyeing me and alana. they all sat on the couch in the lounge area as they ate their food.
i swear all these niggas nosy.
i turned to face alana and she looked back at me, not knowing what to say. her nose was a light shade of red and you can tell she's been crying. i turned back around to the group and noticed jahzell's friend, elijah staring at alana.
i think he realized this.
he jumped up out of his sitting position and tried to tackle me, but jahzell held him back.
"what the fuck did you do!?" he shouted as he stared into my eyes.
i stood there, backing up every now and then. i didn't know what to say or do, it all happened so quickly.
"alana, did he hurt you?" elijah asked alana, but she shook her head.
"no, why would you think that?" she questioned.
"you're fucking crying, that's why. what the fuck happened?"
"not your business, but just know he didn't hurt me,"
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