sorry for any mistakes.

Trinity Hazel Banks.
Trin .. |
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"How you feeling?" Brea asked, soon as I walked in.

"Physically I'm feeling ok, but mentally I'm kinda sick about it." I shrugged, "Like the situation itself is kinda fuckin' wit' me."

"NaNa found out where he stay at, so whenever you ready." Brea made a face, closing and locking the door behind me.

"How the hell— you know what you'on even gotta answer that. I know she crazy as fuck." I shook my head laughing.

"How Boogie doing?" She asked, as we walked into the kitchen.

"He cussed me out at first about how careless I was, but I know it was just out of frustration." I shrugged, "He wanna kill that nigga cause like we still don't really know what happened. I'm more-so mad at myself because I can't remember everything that actually happened. Like I honestly don't know where the bruises on my neck came from cause they said it was no signs of rape. Maybe we fought? Shit, I don't know."

"You know you Boogie baby, he ain't gone let shit slide when it comes to you. We not either, that nigga gone get his, just wait." She nodded, warming up a plate for me, "And Trin do not beat yourself up about this shit. Lesson learned, you can't put shit past these niggas. Sad to say don't let yo guard down, but don't be hard on yourself. We all make mistakes, and lucky for you whatever he drugged you with didn't cause no long-term effects— that we know of at least. Thank God, he didn't even get a chance to rape you."

"I know, I just— I don't know. Its just fucked up, I'ma be good tho Bre." I smiled, as she sat the plate down in front of me, "Thank you."

"No worries, you want me to stay down here with you?" She asked.

"No its cool, you look tired." I chuckled.

"Girl I am," She shook her head, "I started that new job with them bad ass kids."

"Oh at the day care?" I looked up.

"Yes. They so cute, but bad as hell." She laughed, "And I have to be there at 8 in the morning."

"Oh yeah bitch, I'll be good. Good night." I laughed.

"You staying the night with Kani?" She looked at me.

"Mhm." I shrugged.

She made a face, "Bitch good night. I love you friend!"

"I love you too." I laughed, watching her run upstairs.

I sat in the kitchen and tried to finish my food. Ms. Jalena know she be throwing down in the kitchen.

She made a nice lil Sunday dinner; roast, garlic whipped mashed potatoes, cabbage, and corn bread. I just love it here, cause my mama be working too much.

I stood up to wash my plate off and I pulled out my phone and texted Boogie letting him know that I made it over here.

Other Half🖤🐐

I made it to Ms. Jalena house, I'ma probably stay the night

A'ight, I'm at home if u need anything
Let me know if u gone really stay the night, if not I can come get u

Ok Boog, I love you.
And stop worrying about me so much, I'ma bounce back

I kno u is T. Fuck these lame ass niggas and focus on yo bag. I'm prada u mook!
I love u 2

You loved "I kno u is T. Fuck these lame ass niggas and focus on yo bag. I'm prada u mook!"

I pouted and locked my phone back. We all we got fa' real. Turning off the light in the kitchen, I hurried up and ran to Kani room.

This nigga gotta have the furthest room like this is the trenches, fuck the ghetto.

"You sleep?" I whispered-yelled, turning on the light.

"Nah, I was waiting on you." He sat up.

"Why you looking like that?" I squinted.

"Like what?" He made a face.

"Nothing nevermind. I'm finna put my pajamas on." I shook my head, turning the light out before I walked down the hall to the bathroom.

I just hope this doesn't feel awkward between us. I mean us sleeping together is nothing new, but its been so long and we really been at each other's neck.

I took a shower before I came over, but I'an wanna put my clothes on his bed so I brung an extra pair of pajamas. Once I finished changing, I turned the light off and headed back down the hall into his room.

It was dark in here, especially since he had blackout curtains; the only way I could see was from the light glaring from the tv.

I crawled behind him into bed, since he always like to sleep on the outside whenever we sleep together. Let him tell you, "You never know who gone bust up in here so I'd rather be on the outside than you. They'a get to me first."

Lil weak ass ain't gon pop shit.

"You been smoking Kani?" I peeked at his face.

"Hm?"

"You high as hell, don't yo P.O do random drop test a'sum?" I asked.

"I'a be ok, she ain't did one in a minute." I shrugged, "Would've been good if they hoe asses ain't extend my shit."

"Why they do that again?"

"Talm bout I wasn't s'posed ta' have no police contact at all," He smacked his lips, "Like I wanted to get shot in the first fucking place."

"I forgot you got shot." I snickered, "Lemme see."

"You so weird." He mumbled, but still lifted his shirt to show me.

"Did it hurt?" I asked, touching his chest wound.

"DiD iT HuRt?" He mocked, "Fuck you think?"

"A'ight na', not too much on me." I waved him off.

"I'm glad my P.O fuck with me tho, cause I was finna go to jail again." He laughed.

"Nigga why?" I shook my head.

"I had Brea help me take this shit off the other day. She talm bout they was gone try to give me some more time for tampering with it, but I said it was just having some malfunctions so I just had to pay them a weak ass fine." He said smacking his lips.

"How much?" I asked.

"5 bands—"

"Nigga that ain't weak, for that lil piece of shit." I laughed.

"Shit its better than them tryna give me 3 more years. I told her I'an gon' fuck with it no more and I'ma be on time for my curfew. And now she really finna make me do weak ass community service." He shrugged.

"You hell." I shook my head, staring at his face.

"What?" He mugged.

I grabbed his face, and squinted looking in his eyes.

"Jace you been sipping?" I sighed.

"Hm?"

Yep, this nigga say 'Hm' when he'on wanna answer the question.

"Why? I thought you stopped that shit." I shook my head, letting go of his face.

"Trinity I been stressing." He blew out a breath, "And these damn wounds hurt like a bitch T."

"So that mean drink the lean?" I made a 'you so damn stupid' face.

"Its helping." He shrugged.

"No, that's a temporary fix." I smacked my lips.

"It was just this one time," He mumbled, "and then one more time like three days ago, but I'm good."

"And you gone say that shit until you do it again, I thought you been done with that shit." I sighed.

"Don't tell my mama T, I just been going through it." He looked at me.

"Jace—"

"I'an gone do it no more." He sighed.

"Where its at?" I asked.

"Huh?"

"Stop playing in my face." I gave him a straight face.

"In the closet." He smacked his lips.

I shook my head, and stood up walking over to the closet. I opened the door, and seen four bottles of cough syrup sitting on the shelf.

I'ma tell his mama.

"Jace." I looked back at him, "How many times you really do it?"

"I swear it was only them two times. I was gone sell the other 3 bottles." He shrugged.

"Fucking addict." I mumbled, snatching them all.

"Aye stop playing on my top." He smacked his lips, sitting up, "T don't do that."

"You just said you not gone do it no more so what you need it for?" I blinked.

"I'ma sell it Trin." He looked at me like I was the crazy one.

"How I know yo ass ain't lying?" I stared at him.

"You don't, but you don't gotta believe me either." He shrugged.

"You so stupid." I shook my head, "Don't let me find out you drinking this shit again or I'ma tell ya' mama. Where the cup you had today?"

"I drunk it all." He smacked his lips, "Come lay down."

"You better really sell this shit Sekani." I shook my head, putting them back up in the closet, "I'an even finna play with you."

I walked back over to the bed, and laid back down. Jace pulled me closer to him, and I just let him hold me. I sighed hoping that he really would follow through with his word and not drink anymore cause I'on need a repeat of last time.

Like I said, if he lies, I'ma tell Ms. Jalena.

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