"izzy" i poked him "izzy" i poked him again "izzy" i poked him once again.
"yes baby?" he asked sighing.
"why are you mad at me?" i asked him.
"who told you i was mad at you?" his face scrunched up asking.
"at approximately 6:30 am you left my room without kissing my forehead. then at approximately 9:38 while we were sitting on the couch you didn't cuddle with me. at 10:05 i bumped into you to make you mad but all you did was keep walking" i told him.
"yo what the fuck?" he asked laughing "you knew the times and everything, but nah i'm not mad at you baby. just working on a song and i'm tryna make sure it comes out good. that's all that's been going through my head today" he told me "but i'm sorry, baby" he kissed the top of my head.
"what do you have so far?" i asked him.
"it's finished, but i just don't know if it's good enough" he sighed.
isaiah often stressed over his music. anytime he was working on a song that's all that was on his mind. he doesn't eat or sleep for days. it worries me at times because of how much he stresses out. the thing with him is he wants every song he releases to be perfect. he'll play the song over and over again making minor changes each time. there's nothing thay can snap him out of that zone. the house could be on fire and he'd still be sitting there.
"baby" i grabbed his hand "it's been days now, just release it. you know i'm a brutally honest person and i love that song" i kissed his hand.
"i know, but what if i put it out and nobody fucks with it?" he asked.
"isaiah" i grabbed his face to look at me "jah fuckin loves it. ski fuckin loves it. jay fuckin loves it. even rair, specs, and jerry love it. we all fuckin love it. remember that one time i posted a video of you working on the song and so many people swiped up saying they loved it. just release it, mi amor" i tried reassuring him.
"alright, just one more listen" he told me and i gave him a look "i promise" he smiled.
"alright" i told him as he walked back to his room.
i sat there alone in the living room and got bored. annoy ski or jah? ski bothered me 2 weeks ago. jah looked at me funny the first time i met him. ski uses my dog for likes. jah plays with me dog too much. ski tried tripping me down the stairs at my grandma's house last week. jah told my grandma i abused him and my grandma almost beat my ass. time to go annoy jah.
i made my way to jah's room and knocked. he yelled to come in and that's what i did. i made direct eye contact with him and squinted my eyes.
"we have beef" i told him as i locked his door.
"what?" he asked laughing.
"i'm gonna abuse you for real now, so now you can tell my grandma i'm abusive" i walked closer to him still squinting my eyes.
"angel think about it. do you really wanna beat my ass?" he asked me.
"actually i do"
"angel" he yelled as i jumped on him and started punching him "angel ow" he yelled as he covered his face "ski" he yelled for ski as he tried pushing me off him "angel's trying to kill me" he yelled.
"ski if you come in here you're catching your rounds" i yelled as i heard his footsteps come closer to the door.
"sorry jah" he yelled.
"i disown everybody in this house" he said as i stopped punching him.
"awe poor jah is mad" i fake frowned.
