Rakim POV
"Shut the fuck up T you always up in people's business" I rolled my eyes as I took Jordan off of mute.
"Why you always in a bad mood" he glared at me. He should know why I'm like this, I mean it's his fault.
I glared back at him.
"Because you always annoying people!" He stared at me for a moment. "Bitch please you know that you way more annoying then me!" His stupidity right now is worse then Daniels dumbass
"Hol up Jordan lemme call you back. T you really pushin it right now..." he crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. "Or else what. Exactly nothing shut up nigga!" He yelled while also shoving me lightly.
Ok he can be as petty as he wants but he ain't finna put his hands on me!
I grabbed him and shoved him against the couch. "Get the fuck off Rakim!" He yelled trying to escape from my grip. I shoved him harder against the couch one more time to get his attention. He just frowned at me.
"You can keep being upset wit me I don't give a fuck, but what you ain't gon do is touch me,"
"I can't touch you? Nigga look what you doin to me right now! And I can do whatever the fuck I want!"
He needs to chill out.
There is a part 2 coming but I wanted to hurry up and publish this part of it.
