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I get a 'ding' from my phone, waking me up.

KEV🚩

don't go around braggin I ate yo pussc.

...😐

β€”β€”β€”β€”-

I suddenly realize that the boy at the corner store had texted me...I forgot I even gave him my number-

Unknown boy

Yoo.

hi.

that dry ahh 'hi' πŸ’€

Yu tryna get on FT?

Sir, I don't even know you...

Well get ta kno me.


Unknown boy wants to FaceTime you ...


Is he really calling me...?

I sighed before answering the call, facing the ceiling.

His face was in the camera with a grey-looking hoodie and his eyes were hung low.

He looks...high?

"Yo wassup." He said, nibbling on his bottom lip.

"Why are you calling me?" I asked.

"Fuck all det, why yo face ain in da camera?"

"I prefer you looking at the ceiling, that's why. Problem?" I sassed a little.

"Damn, watchu gettin all snappy fa?" He squints his eyes at me through the phone.

"I'm just confused on why you're calling me this late at night. Don't you have school tomorrow?"

"Ion go to schoo, don't you hav school tomorrow?" He questioned mugging the camera.

"Yes and what do you mean you don't go to school?"

"Jus kno ion go to schoo, mind ya business." He chuckled, raising his eyebrows.

"How old are you?" I asked suddenly.

"Wassup witchu and dese questions?"

"What? Is it wrong for me to know the person who I'm talking to age?" I questioned.

"Here you go wit another question, lemme shut up but I'm 18." He chuckled, lighting up his blunt.

He definitely didn't look 18...

"Why are you lying?"

"Bitch how da fuk- damn ma fault. But how da fuk yo goofy ass gon' tell me I'm lying? Yu actin like a nigga came outcho cooch or sum shi. Yu wildlin." He mugged the camera.

Jeez...

"Okay okay okay, I apologize-"

"Nah yu straight, but I'm 16. Happy?"

He inhales the smoke that came from his blunt while eyeing my ceiling on the camera.

"Why yu still hiding yo face?"

"Maybe because I don't want to show my face, I literally just woke up not too long ago."

"Jus show yo face fo da one time." He smirked at the camera.

"I don't want to, the way I look right now is honestly embarrassing."

"Man show yo face." He smacked his lips.

"I'm telling you I'm not the same person you saw at the st-"

"Man quit makin shit difficult than what it is bro." He flared his nose, mugging.

"Okay okay, fine." I sighed before revealing my face in the camera, with my hair in a bonnet and my puffy sleepy eyes with my purple glasses.

"I'm a catfish, I know." I said eyeing the camera.

"Now ian gone lie to you.." He said, somewhat making me nervous on what he's going to say.

"Yu actually look better like dis instead of all dat otha stuff yu added to yo face da otha day I seen you." He said, surprising me.

"Really?" I arched my eyebrows.

"Real shit, makeup need you and ian sayin dat to make yu feel good eitha." He said, sounding serious.

Them words actually just made my night...

Someone's head catches my attention on his screen, letting me know he wasn't alone.

"Damn, she fine as hell. She be wearin glasses and shi, das wassup." The boy on the side of him said, gassing me up.

"Man, gon' somewhere." The dude I'm on FaceTime with said pushing the other boy.

"Aye, dis ma son right hea. Yu tryna get onnat?" The same boy from the store said who had a low ponytail.

I awkwardly smile at him, not knowing what to say to that.

Why are you so awkward, Suyari?

The dude in the hoodie suddenly pushes the boy out of the camera playfully.

"I just realized somethin, ion kno yo name."

"Oh, it's Suyari."

"Damnnn, yeen ask fo ha name? Wowwww." The dude dragged, with the low ponytail playfully teasing him.

"Ma fault." The dude chuckled.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Jus call me DD." He lowly looks at me, making me slowly grow nervous.

"Oh ok, what's your friend's name?"

"Dis ma bro hea, call his ass ddot." He said, making me nod my head.

"Why yu keep lookin away from da camera?" DD asked.

"I-I have trouble maintaining eye contact with people I don't know, that's all."

"Oh worddd?"

After spending hours on the phone with DD, he actually didn't seem bad at all.

Some laughters were shared on the phone but most of the time he'd flirt with me and I of course would feel like I looked like a hot tomato.

Having a new male friend shouldn't hurt.


Right?

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Almost everyday DD & I been talking on the phone, there were even nights we slept on the phone together.

Now onto Kevin?

Kevin haven't called me not once ever since the day he came over to my house to do that unholy move on me.

I seen him at school the other day and he was being a man whore as always, play fighting' this girl in the hallways.

Pinning her up against the locker by her throat and all...

Is it wrong for me to be jealous...? I know we're not together but I just feel like- you know what? Nevermind.

"I'm tired as hell." DD said on FaceTime, while rubbing his low sleepy eyes.

"Then go to sleep." I chuckled, feeling tired also.

"Is yu gon' sleep on da phone wimme?" He asked.

"Hmmmm, maybe." I playfully thought.

"Man gon' yo ass to sleep on da phone wimme." He smacked his lips.

"I'm not really that tired, th-"

"This wat we doing?" Kevin bursted from my closet door all pissed while walking towards me, leaving me in shock.

How did he..? I need to start locking my window-

There's no way he was in that closet the whole time listening to me and DD's conversation.

"K-Kevin what are you doing here?" I stuttered in fear as he made his way over to me.

He suddenly snatches my phone out my hand, putting his face in the camera seeing DD who already had a mug on his face.

"Nigga wassup?" DD flared his nose at the camera seeing Kevin.

"Imma hav sumbody merc yo lil ass, quit playin wimme," Before DD could respond to Kevin, Kevin hangs up the phone.

"Yu messin wit da opps, na?" Kevin asked me, confusing me.

"Opps? Kevin what are you-"

"Yu got dis nigga saved in yo phone and shi, ma nigga is yu serious? A nigga got down on his knees to eat yo hamburger ass pussy out and dis da shit you pulled?" He flares his nose at me.

Hamburger pussy? What the-

I feel tears in the brim of my eyes suddenly as my bottom lip trembles.

"Why would you say-"

"Shut da fuk up, yari. You a foul ass female, on bro you is."

"H-how am I foul? I don't do half the stuff you do Kevin. This situation is minor compared to the things you do. All I did was talk on the phone with some boy and-"

"Man ian tryna hear det shit, yo ass sittin up hea sweet talkin to dat opp ass nigga." He slides his jacket on, getting ready to leave out my window.

"You're so confusing..." I said shaking my head at him.

"Yu think everything confusin, I'm finna go."

"Not with my phone." I said, standing up.

"Who da fuk is you? I'm takin dis shi, fuck is yu talm bout." He bucked at me.

"Give me my phone, Kevin." I whined tugging on him to get my phone.

"Man move yo ass, you'on need dis shit."

"That's my phone, give me my phone kevinnn." I whined to him again, feeling my voice start to shake.

"Yu straight fam."

Why would he want my phone? I thought for a moment and...

I knew exactly why he wanted my phone.

He wants DD's number, so he can...oh no-

"Please kevin, please give me my phone." I, now sobbed to him.

"Yu really finna provoke a nigga." He said, trying to shove me off him.

"K-Kevin I won't talk to him anymore, just give me my phoneee." I sobbed messily.

He pins both my hands behind my back, death glaring me.

"Ian gon' tell yo ass again, move yo ass around bruh." He pushes me roughly, sending me onto the floor, landing me on my butt.

"I fucking hate you kevin." I mugged him through my tears, staying there on the floor.

"Fine, yo ass want cho phone? Cool. Delete ma shi out cho phone." He suddenly tries throwing my phone over me but only for it to land straight at my face, bussing me in the lip.

I gasp at the feeling and doesn't waste the time to ball my eyes out silently, not wanting to wake my parents up.

"Aw shi, damn yari I'm sorry, Ian mean-"

"L-leave me aloneeee!" I sobbed loudly by accident, desperately wanting him to leave.

He tries pulling me in his arms but push him off me, running to the other side of my room.

"Please l-leave."

He stares at me in guilt before sighing in defeat, leaving out my window.

He's definitely back on my blocklist...

Thoughts?

DD?

Kevin & Suyari?

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