{Bashar}
~His House~
||2:23 A.M||
-Monday-Right when I came out the bathroom a pillow hit my face.
"Yo why you throwing pillows?" I asked throwing it back at her.
"I specially told you I wanted to wait on Tre. But you steady got me up on a fucking airplane" What she hitting my chest for?
"Yo chill" I said grabbing her arms.
"You not no good fiend! Who the fuck does that! Yo you moved on to quick-!"
"Baby it was yo brother idea to move! The nigga was getting a house down here anyway and you was ok with it! Ion see the problem! He coming down here when he get out! Fuck you complaining for?" I pushed her back grabbing my durag up off the dresser.
"So lower ya tone, it's to early for this bullshit"
I put my durag on closing the bathroom door.
She went and got her phone up off the bed heading towards the door. I grabbed ha arm pulling her back.
"Go lay yo ass back down it's a one room house"
"I'll fucking sleep up on the-
"Go lay down" She really bugging my nerves. Need to cut that shit out.
Instead she went to the bathroom.
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Been up in there for 10 minutes. Ian here no toilet flush nor water run and ain't no window up in that bitch.I knocked on the door.
"What you doing?"
"Handling business"
"....stanky booty ass-
The door opened. Eyes red as fuck-why she crying?
"Bruh why is you crying?"
"......."
"You ok-
She wrapped her arms around my waist hugging me.
"It's ok baby"
That ugly ass dog started barking.
"Shut yo ass up" I lipped. Fucking kick dat ugly as thing. Feel like it's talking back to me acting like I can't understand the fuck shit it's saying.