Omniscient
Demetrius watched as the white, cloudy smoke slowly flowed from Taylor's mouth naturally. He couldn't help but lick his lips, one because of the severe cotton mouth, and two because of the overwhelming beauty on display right in front of him.
"So when did you start smoking?" He asked drowsily
Taylor paused for a second to think and passed the blunt back to him, responding to him with "Prolly 10 or 11, i don't know I just remembered that my whole family did it and I guess I wanted to know the hype around it I guess, you?"
"Damn, you a veteran. I started around 14. One day my nigga Angelo came up to me like "YoU tRyNa HiT tHiS?" and that's basically how it all started." Demetrius chuckled thinking back on how paranoid his older bestfriend became on that day.
"I should prolly get going..." Taylor hesitantly said after she looked at her numerous messages from her dad, mom, brothers, cousins, and uncles. She found it funny they only texted her when she was in trouble or they wanted something.
"You sure? Them niggas will be aight wit out chu for another hour." Meech spoke lowly, hoping she'd stay
"Well.... I guess you're right. An hour wouldn't hurt, but no longer!" Taylor decided to stay just a little longer
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Taylor woke up to feeling a repeated sensation on her face. She tried to brush it off and keep sleeping but it was persistent. When she opened her eyes she realized it was Meech poking her cheek and staring cutely at her.
"Oh my lord. I really fell asleep here last night? Please tell me I didn't!" She frantically asked while she sat up from her warm place on Demetrius' chest.
"Woah, calm down. Look i'm sure your parents will....understand, right?" He cautiously questioned
"They're gonna flip the fuck out! I have no other choice but to tell them the truth." She explained facepalming while the purple led lights flashed on her brownskin in the background.
"You know you can stay here with me right? I know we don't really know each other too much but they obviously don't care about you like they should and-." She had to cut him off before he got too deep.
"Thankyou Demetrius. I will keep that in mind, but I just gotta man up and face it. I can't go anywhere in life if i'm too scared to talk, ...even if they won't listen." She expressed sadly knowing whatever she says will be brushed off as her being "dramatic".
"Then make them listen. No more being nice, let them niggas know what it is straight up. And if you gotta be cutthroat and heartless then so be it. You deserve to be heard Taybae." Meech explained while making deep eye contact so she knew he was serious.
"I know. I'll try to talk to them harder this time. But I really gotta get goin, every minute i'm gone it gets worse." Taylor said finally getting up and putting her jacket back on.
"Damn you just gonna run off and not say bye?" Demetrius asked sadly
"Of course not. Bye Meechie!" She responded as she sat back on the bed to give him a hug
"Bye Taybae. Imma see you again some time soon right?" He questioned wearily
"Boy quit playin, you know imma come see you again." And with that she gave him a quick peck on the cheek and rushed out of his apartment before he could say anything.
She took every back road and detour she possibly could. But eventually she found herself sitting in her driveway, heart racing faster than ever.
"Fuck."
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hey you
is this boring? you can tell me the truth
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