High school✨|Nba Youngboy

Chapter 17✨

"Say you needa talk to Kentrell" Bway said walking down the hallways with me. "Why what's wrong", "shit ion know he haven't been talking, eating, the nigga don't even come out his room". I stopped in front of the library door, "Damn, um I'll go over there later to see what's wrong with him". He just shook his head gave me a hug and walked away, even though Kentrell did me wrong and dogged me out I still cared for him. I know this sound crazy but I knew Kentrell loved me, he just never felt love or loved someone so he didn't know how to express it. Kentrell was the type of person to make sure everybody good before he makes sure he's good, so after hearing what B-Way told me I felt for him. After school I caught a ride with Ben who finally deiced to come back to school, "say I think he gone be happy to see you" ben said as we pulled into his driveway. I just gave a slight smile, "I'm for real, I know it seem like he hate you but to be honest ian' never seen him this happy especially with a girl... and when you leave all we hear is Jayda...Jayda...Jayda". I just gave a slight smile, "yea' I tend to have that effect on niggas" we both just laughed and got out the car. I tip toed up the stairs and stood in front of Kentrell's door, I was only here as a therapist to Kentrell nothing more nothing less. I cracked open the door and seem him laying down on his phone, he didn't turn around just continue to swipe threw Instagram. I opened it fully and walked in, "Hey" I said setting down my bag. He quickly turned around, "Oh Wassam" he said sitting up. "What you doing here? You gotta' appointment today or something?" I laughed a little and shook my head no. "I'm here to check on you", "Oh they must've told you" he said looking down. I sat on the bed next to him "talk to me" I said grabbing his hand, he just shrugged his shoulders. "I'm good....How you and the baby doing what you doing for yo' birthday", I Just shook my head. Every time I'll try to have conversations Kentrell talk to me about something important he'll try to change the subject. I moved myself up against the head board and pulled Kentrell on me, he laid his head on my chest. "Kentrell just talk to me" I said in a soft voice, he just shrugged "I donor know I'm just ina' dark place". His voice cracked and I looked down l could see a tear roll down his cheek. Kentrell was the type of person to never cry around people he always cried alone, so to see him cry you knew some shit was really bothering them. "But ima' just pray it out and wish for the best...that's all I can do...ima' be good" he said wiping his tears and shrugging his shoulders. "Kentrell you are not alone...I'm here for you baby you're not alone anymore....I'm here", I said wrapping my arms around him. "I'm scared" he said softly, I made a confused face "of what". "You leaving me....Ian' got no fucking family....everybody turning they back on me....Nisha dawg ass ain't letting me Kayden". "Kentrell that ain't yo fau-" he cut me off, "Once you find somebody better then me you gon' leave... At that point what's going to be the ducking point of living". I jerked Kentrell up, "Kentrell we are still in high school where relationships happen and end in the matter of 3 fucking minutes...after everything do you think I'll leave". He just shrugged, "I know I act all hard and shit but that's only because I'm scared...Ian' talking about being scared like a scary ass nigga but scared of what's to come....like my mama said ima' either be dead or bum and I'm just waiting for either one to happen". I hugged Kentrell even tighter, "We gone get through it" is all I could say, I felt a tear roll down my cheek but I quickly wiped it. "You got a real nigga crying and shit" Kentrell said laughing while I wiped his tears, we just laughed. "Thank you" he said I just shook my head, "let's start over" I made a confused face. "Get up and walk in hea' like you did the first day, I rolled my eyes got up and acted as if I was walking around. "Damn you ass fat as fuck" Kentrell kind of yelled we burst into laugher, I pushed him but the way he grabbed me we fell together. He rubbed my stomach and kissed my neck, "I feel when our li' gun' come ima' be a better man". I just shook my head, "I love yo' denty' ass I said muffing". He just laughed and grabbed my waist, "thank you for being in my life".