Forbidden Love

Chapter 21:

SMOOV IN MEDIA^^^^

Weeks Later...(January 15th)
Smoov's P.O.V.

I woke up to someone punching me in my jaw hella' hard. I jumped up, reaching for my gun, but it was gone. I woke up to see Ryleigh's ass. I rolled my eyes, and she smiled.

"Happy 21st lil' brodahhhh!!"

Oh yea....today is a nigga birthday. LMFAOO. I know people be all excited over their 21st birthday or whateva, but shit really wasn't that deep to me because I've been living as if I was grown ever since Momma died...I was forced to become a man at a young age because of my surroundings, so today is foreal' just like any other day to me.

I sat up, and Zaya ran in "Happy Birthday Cousin!!!!" she yelled jumping onto me.

I chuckled and said  "Thanks".

She scrunched up her face "See nah, you gon' have to to take care of that nasty ass breath of yours".

"Zaya, get the fuck out, you came up in my damn  room...matter-of-fact, how y'all niggs get in my house?".

Ryleigh smiled "I have my ways".

Torrez then came into my bedroom eating MY damn cereal "Nahh Ry, tell him"

"Tell me what?" I asked

She shrugged with a smirk, and then Torrez said "Dem' bitches crazy cuz, they hada key somehow".

I glared at the both of them, and they busted out laughing.

"Anyways..get ready because, TT having a lil' get together or whatever for yo' birthday". Ry said, and I tossed the covers off of me standing up.

"Den we hitting up thee muthafuckin' club!" Zaya yelled, and I shook my head.

"I'm cool off that".

"Dudeee why?? It's gon' be fun, besides we haven't been out ina' long ass minute because you Ry, Bonz, and Bank been at the trap so much lately".

I ran my hand across my face "I know...we're just so close to finding out who killed Keshawn, and there ain't no time to be going out and having fun when the killer or killers of our damn near brother is still living".

Zaya nodded "I understand..but you all need a break...if we can't go to the club can I throw a lil' party for you?"

I sighed "Fine Zaya..now can all y'all please get the hell out so I can get ready?"

Ry mushed my head in "Watch how you talk to me".

I did the same, and she swung at me, and I dodged her hit before pushing her ugly ass.

She rolled her eyes "Don't worry, ima' get you back wit' dem 21 birthday hits".

I scoffed "Try me, and I will shoot ya' lil' ugly ahh"...

Some Hours Later...
Smoov's P.O.V

I sat on the couch next to my father, and we just began to talk about everything and nothing...my dad is my deadass rock on sum' serious shit. Before mom died we were struggling, so when she passed shit just got even worse...dad worked so damn hard for us to be able to eat and have shelter...and even though it was some nights where we didn't have no food on our plates, and the lights weren't on, I appreciate my father's commitment and his effort for us to succeed...I love that man...he's one of the only people besides Ry, Zaya, Torrez, and Bank that I'd lay my life on the line for if necessary...he really hits a soft spot in me, and if anything ever happens to him then I'd flip. Anyways, we never get to talk much in person because he's a truck driver, and he's always traveling across the country in that damn truck, so when we get a chance to spend time with each other I make the most of it.