ᴀʟʟ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ɪs ʏᴏᴜ

"Booker bro get out my window before I call the cops" she sighed. "Mane fuck the cops, why you block me?"

She side eyed him "Because we broke up..."

He sucked his teeth, "Nuh uh, I already got your name tatted so if you leave me ima kill you."

'𝐶𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒, ℎ𝑢ℎ, 𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢
𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ, 𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢
𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑝ℎ, 𝑛𝑎ℎ, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 sex 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢
𝐿𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑡, 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑡
𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮'

Demani just wanted her life to be simple, free of any more problems. With all the drama and issues she has going on at home with her mom, her husband and his kids, going to school with her 3 best friends is her escape. Their escape. They all kept each other sane despite all the problems they all had going on in their life and they didn't even know it. It was just the 4 of them. Until she and her friends met the 3 of them. Until she met him .

Between taking care of his grandma, dealing with 'extended' family issues and juggling school work on top of all of that, Booker doesn't care about his life. The only things keeping him grounded, from utterly falling apart is the need to take care of his sick grandma and a dumb promise he made with his best friend in the 7th grade.

When the two of them become friends and their friend groups merge and become just a group, they unknowlingly begin to depend on each other. Finding comfort in each other's brokenness. Distracting each other from the chaos of their current lives and pasts. What