Amaze "Maze" Graham

•. Sunday 11:45 p.m.

"Mama I can't go to church and you know this," I said to my mother unlocking the door.

"You put this boy over everything else, don't start putting him over god," girl please.

"Mama please it's one Sunday cause he got SHOT."

"When did he get shot," I swear if I could shoot her I would.

"2 weeks ago mama he healing now."

"Imma pray for him baby, I love you."

She had me standing at the door with it cracked open. When I finally walked inside I seen Mon leaning on his bedroom door frame.

"We'll look who it is," he said cheesing hard as hell.

"Yo fucking handy man it seems cause that's all you call me for," I said sitting my bag on his couch and walking over to him.

"I missed you baby." He kissed me holding on to me.

"Why you not in bed?"

"Cause real niggas don't need rest," he said flexing his muscles cheesing.

"Well real niggas should learn how to not lock themselves out their bathrooms," I said going in the kitchen to look for a screwdriver.

"I ain't got no tools baby that's why I asked you to come."

"Man where your knifes," he pointed to a draw and I grabbed the biggest and smallest one.

"I feel like a bitch a lil bit," cause you can't stand up long enough to fix it?

"Boy you my bitch so it's fine," I said smirking and walking to the door.

"Yea whatever you say."

I work on the door for like five minutes before it opens and his big ass dog comes out running. He almost took me out.

"Your dog something else," I said as he panted around me. I patted his head and walked over to Mon who was laying down in his covers.

"You ever gone tell me who shot you?"

I didn't really expect a answer cause he don't never answer.

"Mane it was Dee," he said chuckling a lil and closing his eyes back.

I squinted my eyes at him and he slowly opened them back.

"You just was never gone tell me?"

"I was after G handled it that's his sister baby and your brother best friend," I know he didn't.

I pull out my phone.

amias 🤏🏽
connecting......

"what's up"

"Why you ain't tell me she shot him?"

"That's not my place Maze"

"That is your fucking place your my BROTHER"

"That's not my place because she knew you and he had all the knowledge tf I'm not about to argue bout it"

"Mane that's my nigga tho"

"Yea I get that and I wanted to tell you but I knew it wasn't my message to send"

I hung up the phone. He was giving a bullshit excuse.

"Aye baby calm down alright it's okay," Mon said sitting up now.

"Don't tell me to calm down cause y'all wrong ass hell."

"Put the knife down," he said and I now realized I had the knife pointed at him.

"I'm bout to go," I said putting the knife on his dresser and walking out.

"Mane Amaze come on why the fuck you acting like this shit," he said limping after me.

"Cause y'all treat me like I'm a big bad person not telling me shit," he finally made it to me grabbing me back.

"No-"

"Man yes y'all do cause I'm not going to hurt the girl but she hurt you tf," I'm not gone hurt her that bad when I catch her.

"And I was wondering why I ain't seen her in a minute this why?"

"Well yea I guess," ughhh.

"Can you let me go so I can go home?"

"No you already said you was staying the night don't go back on yo word already," man fuck that word.

"But now the script changed and I got business to handle." I said trying to go grab my bag.

"If you leaving imma rip out your nipple piercings," he said grabbing onto them.

"Nigga let me go," I said trying to move his hands.

He kept his hands there quietly and just stood in front of me. Not even caring that I'm struggling.

"Alright I'm not going no where," he started steeping back slowly still holding on.

"That shit hurt let me go," I said letting him drag me in his bed.

"We gone lay down till you chill out."

"I don't wanna lay down with your ass and you still gripping me," I said pointing out the fact that he still had my nipple piercings in his hand.

"Imma let go when we go to sleep," he side laying his head on his pillow.

Imma just get up after he go to sleep.

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I know for a fact he got me fucked up. I didn't sleep all day now. I'm bout to cry. Cause he didn't either.

Like this nigga stared at me all day and gripped me harder when he felt me move. I can not breath this should be labeled as abuse.

His dusty musty crusty ass.

I should've dated a darkskin nigga or maybe one of them white boys.

"Why can't me and you just be together right now and worry about that other shit later?"

"I'm not as mad no more you could really let me go."

"We gone get through this?" He asked me looking hopeful and all I could do was nod my head.

Lord give me strength not to fuck that girl life up.