Depressy Vibe

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Friday
~Andre~
I was over at De crib mad as shit because now I can't hang with my girl until she fixes his girl.

Damn when we started building bitches?

"Man get yo bitch ass- boy what the fuck!?" I nearly jumped out my skin when his ass came down.

This nigga look like death. Black jacket, black sweats, and black air-forces with a emotionless look. He had his hand tucked off in his pocket. Maybe I should leave before he kill me.

"Look bro I'm sorry I ate the last hot pocket I was hungry." I put my hands up and slowly back away.

"Nigga what is you talking about? Didn't you wanna play the game?" He pulled out the controller from out his sweats pocket. I let out some air.

"Boy I thought you had the blicky." I chuckled out before digging in my bag to get my controller.

"Na... lemme put on some music." He grabbed the speaker off the coffee table.

I turn the ps4 on and clicked on 2K. We was waiting on the game to finish loading when I heard some depressy shit come on.

"Nigga is this Billie Eyelash?!" I let out a loud laugh.

"It's Eilish... and what I like when the party-"

"Yeahhhh... disconnect we finna listen to some heat." I waved him off and started scrolling through my "Game" playlist.

I hit shuffle and SimxSantana - For a Fact ft. King Von started blasting. Me and my boy started rapping along. He was Von and I was Sim. After a while that dark aura he had going started to fade.

"Man fuck no quit jumping like that." I started slapping my controller when my character started tripping.

"You just trash Andre." He laughed while making a lay up.

"Man I'm letting you win." I huffed while guarding him.

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~Y/N~
I nervously stared at the text that Oasis helped me type up. It sounded good and professional like her. I couldn't bring myself to click send. I heard a loud sigh come from her.

"Child hit send." She glared my way.

"But... ion wanna end things with Bobby." I whined and she popped me.

"Yes you do... gimme this." She snatched my phone and before I could snatch it back she ran out.

We was currently at her house. I came here as soon as school was over. I ran down the hall kind of glancing around trying to find her.

"Oasis come yo ass out and nobody gets hurt!" I shouted as I stood in the hall with my arms crossed.

"I think the think not!" She shouted back and it sounded like it came from downstairs.

I jogged down almost hurting my damn self. I walked into the kitchen and started looking for snacks. I seen some Philly cheesesteak hot pockets and put two in the microwave. I patiently waited by the island humming to myself.

"What was I suppose to be doing again?" I tapped on my chin with my eyes close.

Damn this fish brain of mines!

"That's a damn shame Pooh." Oasis said knocking me out of my thoughts.

Ding!

"Ou they're done." I squealed excitedly while taking the plate out the microwave.

I got out another plate for Oasis so I can slide her one. She put my phone on the table and all the memories came back. I gasped loudly making her choke.

"What?!" She coughed out.

"Bitch... did you hit- oh my fucking goodness." I looked and seen he sent a picture.

"Pass it... ew." Oasis scrunched you her face.

I chuckled to myself and smile while taking another bite.

"I didn't really like him anyways." I shrugged while deleting his number.

~Nina~
I was at the salon pouting while Justin fussed at me. I was really getting tired of motherfuckers cussin at me.

"You know-"

"Uh uh shut up I'm getting my toes done and my nails. I don't wanna hear it." I rolled my eyes while switching my hand with the other.

"Nina obviously I care about yo dumbass to tell you that Oasis is right. If you Y/N real friend you won't agree with shit you know is wrong of her to do." He argued and I just rolled my eyes.

"Um quick question hunny." I said sweetly while looking at my finish set.

"Yes?" He plopped down in the chair beside me.

"Is she my child?" I smiled with a slow blank.

"No but-"

"Exactly so quit the fucking- oh my god." I was glancing through my phone when I seen a picture of Bobby and some white looking girl.

"Whatchu- ooooo.... Dejuane finna be pissed." Justin chuckled while looking at the picture.

~Dejuane~
"Ay you seen my phone?" I asked Andre as I patted my pocket.

I had it right before I went to the restroom. I paused the game and started taking the cushions off the couch. Andre helped me and I got suspicion.

"Andre?" I put the cushion back and stood up.

"Hm." He continued to look around.

"Gimmie my damn phone."

"Bitch ain't-" He stood up to fast and it fell out his pocket.

It was a quick pause between us before I dove for my phone causing him to jump on my back. We was playing tug-a-war with my phone.

"Nigga let it go!" I shouted as I pulled.

"You gon be pissed if I let you see!" He snatched to hard and fell back on the floor.

I smacked my teeth then went to Instagram in this photo I was tagged in.

"What the living shit fuck is this!" I tossed my phone on the chair and went upstairs.

"I told you." Andre sighed while following me.

"You ain't tell me shit!" I shouted and stomped my way up.

I can't believe my sister posted up with Bobby big dusty ass.

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@weirdperson2307 @woupzi thank you honeysuckles for the comments🐝🤍

Oh and @weirdperson2307 the Y/N in this story is brown skin, 5'2, mid-length 4b and 4c hair, dimples on both cheeks, and slim with some booty.

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