Brittany Hills Chronicles: Act 3

Ronnie 65

I sat in Black's living room looking down at the names on the paper in front of me, it should be an easy choice and yet I just couldn't bring myself to check the box next to the name Antwan Jenson. Coach was smart, he gave the four seniors a list of three names, none of our lists were the same though, they excluded our own names so we couldn't vote for ourselves as Team Captain; Antwan was my boyfriend and it should've been an easy vote.... but I knew this dude all too well, we were both bad choices because we had a habit of being, not necessarily late for practice but we definitely pushed the clock more than a few times. Xion didn't want that kind of pressure, plus he was lowkey childish and we needed a leader..... Zyn, though hotheaded was always first in and last out, he doesn't want to lead but that's what makes him a good leader, people actually listen to him. What makes this so difficult is that Antwan really wants to be Team Captain and being his boyfriend I should support that but..... I tossed the paper on the table not trying to stress myself out and walked into the kitchen where Black was throwing a bunch of shyt into pots, it smelled good as fuck in here, and instantly I had forgotten all about my minor problems.

"You can't stay here, so once you eat I'm going to need for you to get ghost." Black said rather rudely, I was about to check his ass when I noticed Slim standing out on the back porch talking on the phone, he was slightly sagging and though I wasn't the type to check out my brother's dude..... well it was kinda easy to see why Black wanted some alone time. "Now what's on your mind? You look a little distracted." Black asked turning the stove on low and sitting at the table.

"We're picking captains... Antwan really wants it but.... let's just say it's a battle between my head and my heart. My heart says I should vote for my dude, but my head is telling me neither one of us is ready to lead this team...." I said quietly.

"Vote for Antwan... look Terron, if your dude finds out you didn't vote for him he may feel some type of way, it's really not worth the argument and if you feel that someone else is better than you really don't have shyt to worry about because everyone else will vote for the better person." Black said and that kinda made sense.

"I feel it.... have you spoken to your mom?" I asked wondering why I was even thinking about that bitch. "Never mind, I really don't care about her in the slightest.... how are things going with Slim?" I asked wanting to change the subject away from 'her'.

"Naeem is my best friend.... like it's crazy how our relationship feels the same but different, better.... like dating your best friend is literally the best feeling in the world. Not saying our relationship is perfect but.... let me put it this way, I've fucked with a lot of women and none of them give me even an ounce of what I feel when I'm with Slim. Dudes just know...." Black said and I knew exactly what he meant.

"Well, I'm not going to hold you up..... I'm just going to make me a plate and dip." I said without moving.

"Let me guess you're struggling between what's right and what's easy?" Black asked and I nodded. "The right thing to do is to vote for the person you feel is best to run y'alls team.... but only you know how Antwan will react if he finds out you didn't vote for him, you need to ask yourself if you wanna deal with that." Black said as his eyes drifted towards the door that Slim just walked through and I knew it was time for me to go.

I pulled up in front of Brittany Hills and Carter was standing on the porch with Tay, Fat Daddy, and Romeraux.... I watched for a second as they all laughed and jokes around and for some reason, I felt lonely as fuck, to be honest I had been feeling this way for a while.... ever since Dejon left. Then it hit me, maybe I should talk to Dejon about everything that I was feeling, but right now I wasn't feeling him but I knew we'd have to talk eventually so I started the car up and pulled off.......

"I figured you'd make your funny lookin ass over here eventually." Dejon said as I looked around the empty house, Dejon and De'Marcus were really moving out to Seattle and that thought made me mad as fuck. "RonRon don't start......"