Call Me Crazy.

Chapter Seven

It's been a whole week and I still haven't heard from Manny about our date. I mean, it didn't bother me that he hasn't called. It bothers me that I actually thought about letting him in.
Anyways, It's Friday and I was home alone and bored since everybody else was out doing whatever. School was canceled due to all the teachers having a meeting so I guess me and Netflix will be together all day. In the middle of watching Orange Is The New Black I got a phone call and it was Manny so I answered.

"Hello, who this?" I ask even though I knew who it was.

"Text me your address, I'm coming over and we gone chill and get to know each other." Manny said then hung clean up in my face.

I was shocked, but I did as he said and got up to go put on different clothes. I fluffed out my hair, shaped up my eyebrows, put on some mascara, eyeliner, a blue long sleeve tight shirt, and some black boy shorts. I honestly don't know why I'm getting all cute and feeling all fuzzy on the inside. While putting on my socks there was a hard knock on the door and I automatically knew who it was. I ran down the stairs and opened the door.

"Damn..." He said when he seen me and his eyes traveling down my body.

"Hellooooooo, nigga my face up here!" I scream.

"My bad ma, you look good"

"Mhm, thanks. Come on we can go up to my room, don't get no ideas I keep my gun under my pillow." I say while leading him into my blue room.
We get up there and get comfy on my bed, I made sure we wasn't too close tho.

"So what's your real name ma?" He ask while kicking his shoes off.

"Rháe" I say while repositioning my gun.

"Why they call you killer? I mean, you look too innocent to even be in the game" he say

"Cause they do, and I know."

"Man, you gone open up to me or what? I'm really trying to get to know you and you acting all stuck up and shit."

"I'm not the 'open up soon as I meet you' type"

"Then let's start simple, how old are you?"

"17"

"Damn. I at least thought you was legal."

"How old are you?

"23 ma."

Did this nigga just say he was 23 years old?

"😳😳😳😳😳😳😳"

After telling me his age, I sat and thought for a moment on what I was gonna do. Did I really want to get to know him? Did I honesty see myself with him? I really don't know.

"Look shawty, if my age is s pro-"

"No." I say cutting him off. "If anything I'm too young for you. If anybody found out, you'll get your ass knocked off"

"Then we won't let em find out" he says while inching towards me. "I won't tell a soul if you don't either"

Call me crazy for this, but I'm gonna give it a try.

"My lips are sealed then Mr.Manny😏"

And after that we laid there and really got to know each other. I kinda opened up and he did too. Turns out he isn't as bad as I thought he would be. We talked for hours and I feel like I know everything there is know to know about him, this might actually be the start of something new.