8 months later
"This look cute?" I looked over at Dread who was just laying on my bed. These past months me and Dread got real close, friendship wise. We talked to each other everyday, went to mall, and I fought bitches for him. He was like my best friend besides Bashar. Bashar and I talked every single day and night, I wrote him every week, and put money on his books.
"Juju you look good in everything you tried on" I groaned.
"We getting pop tomorrow and I wanna look cute, what if when they letting him out I find me a cute ass nigga coming out" I said looking at my butt.
"Girl if don't shut the fuck up, I'm going home" I rolled my eyes as he got up and walked out of my room. He closed the door and I stripped putting back on my nike sports bra and compression shorts. I laid on my bed and started watching Stranger Things.
I couldn't believe that me and Bashar got so close like I went from hating his guts to being his therapist. He told me how he was feeling everyday, I let him cry when he wanted to, and sometimes we had our falling outs when he would go a week without calling me because he was in the hole. I heard my phone ringing and it was a block number, Pop.
"Popppaa" I said cheesin.
"I got bad news Juju" He said.
"Bashar what?"
"They not letting me out for another month, some nigga tried to steal my lunch and I fucked him up" I felt the tears welling up in my eyes.
"Bashar I told you I wanted you home by my birthday what the fuck" I felt the tears coming down my face. There was a knock on my door. I wiped my face and opened up the door seeing Bashar right there.
"Hey mama" He had his arms opened and I jumped in them.
"You a whole dickhead, fuck you make me cry for" I whined as he hugged me.
"I wanted to see if you was really gon be upset" he said as I let go.
"When did you get out" I asked.
"This morning, but I wanted to get you something for holding me down them 8 months" I looked past him and saw Dread tryna sneak away.
"You stupid bitch, you knew and didn't tell me" He ran out the door and I rolled my eyes going back to my bed. He closed my door locking it.
"I'm spending the night" He said taking off his bubble coat and sneakers. He plopped all the bags he had in his hand on the bed and then took his shirt off. Damn he put on that good weight.
"Keon is here you can't stay in my room, he gon kill me and you" I said as he laid next to me and I smiled.
"Riley shut up and look at what I brought you" I rolled my eyes.
"Okay but you not gon call me by my government name Bashar" I looked at the bags and saw Dior and Amiri. I looked up at him and he nodded towards the bags.
"Go head"
"Poppa" I pouted taking out everything. He brought me so much shit it wasn't even funny. He brought me 5 Louis bags, 5 pair of Amiri jeans, and all my favorite sprays from Bath and body works and Victoria Secret.
"You know I got you frienemy" He said as I put all of it up.
"Watch when I get my check I'm taking you out" He shook his head.
"Nah I got you, you held me down for 8 months. You answered every call no matter what time I called, you wrote me every week even twice sometimes. You mean a lot to me shorty" I smiled.
